Good day all.
I should just start this post with a caveat. I'm actually a really nice, positive person. I try and see the good in everyone and every situation. I've added this picture in with me and my eldest niece because I'm happy and I have a great life. I want to keep enjoying life but it's hard when you feel so ill.
I always used to think that chronic illness can drive you to negativity, despair. But I think it's doctors that do that.
Last Sunday I started feeling exactly the same way I did in May 2012: loss of appetite, nausea, cant get food down as I feel full immediately and end up burping. I thought this time round maybe it was a bug, or ate too much cheese. It's been a week and a half and still the same so went to see my GP thinking maybe a few things: is it a hashi's flare (if it exists), is it my low b-12, could it be an adrenal problem? I haven't even thought gastro because I was so invasively and thoroughly checked over the year.
Get to GP's. She said my thyroid is fine and low B12 would not cause these issues. She then tells me her ideas....
GP: "Could you be pregnant"
GP: "Let's just do a test. Ok, that's negative"
GP: "You've been here a lot this past year. Are you stressed?"
ME: "No, I wasn't too well and took a year to diagnosis a thyroid problem. Life is good"
GP: "Has anything happened recently"
ME: "One of my gran's not too well but she's ok now. I'm not stressed, I know what stress is"
GP: "Have you been married long? Is everything ok in your relationship"
ME: "2 years, we're great and buying a house in the new year. Not stressed about that, I'm really excited"
GP: "Ok, probably a tummy bug, let's do a stool sample and then come back in 2 weeks if you are still not well"
ME: "Right......when I say I can barely eat I mean that yesterday all I managed was a rice cake for the full day. What do I do about food?"
GP: "You will be ok, as long as you get lots of fluid. You might get a bit tired and lose energy. You could put some sugar in your water"
I'm giving up on docs. I think I just need to live with the fact that this happens and just manage as best I can. I know I could do with losing a few pounds but this isn't the right way and I wish she'd just given me something so my body could get some form of nourishment.
I guess the battle doesn't just end at diagnosis. The magic pill the speak off isn't a miracle cure nor will it ever be. I'm just so glad that a forum like this exists because just writing this down sheds a lot of the frustration.
Thanks guys x