I have mentioned in the past how I am a bit of an alchemist. This has a story behind it. In 2010 I started to get really sick. It started with heart symptoms, and just dissolved from there. I collected a new symptom about every other month for about 3 years. After that, The symptoms still came but the rate slowed from which they came. For three years while we were in Denver I saw every specialist the Army sent me to, but I changed primary doctors every three to six months because the army brought in and changed out my primary manager that often because…, well…,
the army sucks that’s just army life. After three years I was continuously told that nothing was wrong with me, that it was either all in my head, I was making it up for attention, or I was just tired because I had special needs kids, and my husband was a soldier. The doctors with the latter opinion always handed me a sleeping pill prescription.
By 2013 I had moved to Indiana. Shortly after moving to Indiana in 2013 I started losing my mobility. By August of 2013, I was reduced to using a walker and was mostly bed ridden. About that time I realized I was on 28 different medications. I was on medication for the side effects of my medications. I had no way to know where my actual symptoms ended and where the pills started. I had been diagnosed with POTS, Fibromyalgia, and Myalgic Encephalomyelitis. The Doctors were also screening for Continue reading “Oh the questions…”