Trigger warning if you are easily pulled into depression or anxiety about your condition:
Hello all. I posted on here a couple of days ago because I was going to get a Fibroscan yesterday to see where my liver is on the Fibrosis scale. I was diagnosed Stage 2 (PBC Stage) in 2014. Not sure how long I actually had the disease. My mother had PBC, so more than likely I inherited it.
So I usually overreact to things, anxiety of course, and lots of experience with lots of issues. I always marvel at the people with super advanced disease that seem to upbeat on here. I know this is a forum and you can say anything on here, but in the deep, dark recesses of your brain and soul it can be different.
So while I half expected my liver to be worse (actually was fearing the very worst), when I was told that yes, your liver has pretty significant fibrosis and went from having "No visible liver damage" on an endoscopic ultrasound in 2018 to a fibroscan of 10.5 and being told I'm F2, but very close to F3 on the fibrosis scale. My new Hepology focused Gastro is great and is going to do an MRI to make sure my large bile ducts aren't having issues, and following up on a lot of other things for me. She is tweaking my medication dosage of URS to try to get my persistent 300 levels ALK Phos to get down to the lower 200s.
While I know I don't have cirrhosis, I have all sorts of things going on in my head. I thought my blood levels were stable, so no need to push for different or more meds. My last gastro said my level were stable (everything else is normal, Bilirubin, Albumin, platelets, ALT, AST) so no need to worry about changing. He wanted to start doing screening U/S for HCC though.
My fear is that I could have done something else sooner before the damage had started. I also fear that when they do the MRI they will see tumors or large bile duct involvement, which would mean a possible overlap to PSC (which is actually worse, I've heard).
I am only a partial responder to URSO, and my levels, went down to about half initially but went back up after a year and have remained in the high 200s and low 300s.
So here I sit at work, getting ready to go teach a class (I am faculty at a community college) and I'm feeling my mortality gripping at me. I had come to accept PBC, but had hoped it wouldn't progress as fast as it has. I went through some serious stressful situations in 2020-2023 in my old job. Bank merger, toxic work environment, aging father. I think that may have pushed me faster too.
My mother, who had more things happen to her than I can mention, usually said she had to feel sorry for herself for a couple of days, grieve a little, then she would just get on with it. I know that will probably be my reaction too. But I just found this out less than 24 hours ago and I have imaging tests ahead of me that always scare me. What if it's really worse than even what I think now?
Thanks for listening. Sorry to bum anyone out.