I am still relatively new to this forum but feel like I’m at my wits end. My condition doesn’t seem to be as bad or severe as most of you are. Here’s a little background information on how I’ve gotten to this point. In December of 2005 had ovarian cysts on the right, it was so big that the doctor decided it had to be removed pronto, what was supposed to be a 30 minute surgery with only 3 days off turned into 3 hours and 6 weeks off(okay I only took 3weeks but I was also transferring departments and would be doing desk work training for sleep lab technician).
Well when the doc went in she found out that my entire stomach contents was glued to the lining of my abdominal wall. She spent a lot of time scraping and removing as much adhesions and scar tissue as she could. She said it was evidence of a massive infection sometime in the past. I have never really been sick and couldn’t remember a time when I had a massive infection of any kind.
March of the next year I started feeling sick to my stomach and was really bad every time I tried to eat anything(sounds familiar huh). September of that year they decided that it was my gallbladder (it had completely quit working, no stones or anything just stopped working). They said that was my problem and a simple surgery to remove it would make me feel better. They removed it and, you guessed it, didn’t feel any better. Fast forward to march of the next year (2007). I was finally sent to a GI specialist and he thought I might have CP, sent me to St Louis, MO for a diagnosis.
I actually did start to feel better, until about September of the same year. Another round of hospitalizations (stent placement and removal). Doctors said this should fix you even though we can’t tell you why you have this disease or why your having such difficulty with this. Well didn’t feel much better. Started missing work due to pain, nausea, etc. (I’m guessing you guys know the routine). I keep thinking I’m only 34yrs old, I’m too young to feel this way!
Well doctor pretty much told me he didn’t think it was my pancreas causing the problems and sent me to a pain specialist. Well now I’m informed due to all the “necessary” scopes and procedures I have nerve damage (he called it a trigger point). Well after explaining to him that sometimes it would take massive amounts of hydrocodone to dull the pain(does anything actually get rid of it completely, I’m beginning to think not) he started to press on my abdomen. In the top middle radiating out to the right side was so bad all I could do was lay there and cry. He seems to think that it’s the middle top abdomen that has the damaged nerve since it’s right there where they have to pass the scope and do other procedures. He gave me a nerve block and sent me home with gabapentin. He also told me to quit taking the hydrocodone due to the dangers of addiction.
The next day(Tuesday of this week) was so bad that I ended up in the ER with some hope they could do something. Everywhere I turned for help seemed to turn me away. Primary doc wouldn’t even come near me, GI specialist said call the pain doc, ER doc said call the pain doctor. I had been trying to reach the pain doctor all day for some help. I was at my wits end when his nurse finally answered the phone and told me that it was withdrawals from the hydrocodone and what prompted me to stop it cold turkey in the first place.
At this point I will admit I shouldn’t went off the way I did, but I’m sure many of you if not all can understand when pain is that bad for any amount of time your tact and finesse goes straight out the window. I informed her that they had told me to stop taking it due to the possibility of addiction. Ok now I’m supposed to wean my self off of it. Since then they have been a bit more helpful. I’m currently up to taking gabapentin twice a day for 3 more days then up to 3 times a day.
The pain is still ever present but it is much more tolerable (as long as I don’t want to do anything more than get up to go to the bathroom). Between the two recent hospitalizations for this I had switched employers to a hospital that was a lot closer to home. They have been as wonderful as they could be. I do feel grateful for all their understanding with this condition and the amount of time I’ve had to miss, sometimes on short notice.
Well like any corporation they have to think of the bottom line and even my bosses have to answer to someone. I now have no job to go back to if I do get better. At the beginning of this year we lost my husbands mother to COPD (emphysema-double pneumonia). While it devastated us all, she was one of the most generous human beings I have ever had the privilege of knowing and loving, it still hurt really bad when she passed away.
His parents don’t have any insurance and are so much in debt that most of the kids had to try and pay as much as we could to pay for the funeral. One of my husbands brother (black sheep) didn’t even bother to show up for either of the viewings(had one for immediate family then one for everyone) or the funeral! I’m still pretty ticked off about that.
So now I’m sick again and unable to work, no job to go back to when I do get better (I’m trying to keep a positive outlook), behind in most of our bills (have exhausted all of our disposable money and loans and even loan on husbands retirement), and still in pain most of the time with what seems like no end and hope for recovery. The pain doctor mentioned he might do a celiac plexus block in a couple of weeks if no relief is found with the other modes of pain management. I guess I’m just seeking some help.
This condition seems like it can take you to the point of not caring if you loose everything, you just want to feel better and you don’t have the energy to worry about anything else. I’m so sorry that this has turned into such a rambling mess and pity party, but I truly don’t know what else to do. I’ve been trying to find some kind of employment that I could do from home with a flexible schedule to allow for the times when this disease takes us down to where we simply can’t do anything.
I guess I’m just at my wits end and simply don’t know what else to do right now.
Any ideas on how some kind of relief can be found? Any one else been told they have nerve damage? My husband says I should try for disability since there’s no way I could work in any kind of normal environment again. I just don’t know anymore.
The only thing that keeps me going is our children, there is no way I would abandon them, or put them through more grief, especially since we’re all still grieving for his mom.