I have two rheumatology appointments this week, which I’m thrilled about. My old rheumatologist is seeing me tomorrow, and I need to ask her about some lovely lesions in a not so lovely place. Then the following day I see my new rheumatologist who will hopefully be just a *little* nicer to me this time around. He’s the same asshole who wrote “probably” Behcet’s instead of the reality that I have Behcet’s, on my paperwork. (Lovely man.)
Anyhow, I can walk without my walker, but not for long distances. I need to get a can or some other assistive device, but it just feels so aggravating. I find myself pushing myself, then dealing with the numbness and tingling from pushing myself. Of course that leads to the weakness, which leads to me not moving, which leads to a vicious cycle of lather, rinse, and repeat. I know I have ulcers in my intestines, because I’ve given into drinking the lovely sucralfate suspension. It tastes horrific, but the wonderful numbing power isn’t really something to be belittled. It’s kind of scary not realizing how much abdominal pain I have, until I don’t have it, and then realizing that normal people feel like that all of the time.
My appetite is back now that my steroid dose is lower, but then again, so are the ulcers, eye issues, and oh so lovely neurological problems. The Behcet’s headache is real, and it’s nasty. I wake up in the morning with the shakes, and the night sweats are vicious. You spend days wondering if it’s the medication, or the disease, before you realize it’s all basically irrelevant. On top of it I’m poor, so I had to eat what was in the house today. That ended up being a cucumber and vinegar salad, a favorite, but not when you’re mouth is raw. Oops.
The neurological issues have me irritated because I feel like they’re Behcet’s related, but I can’t get the doctors to agree because my MRI’s are, “mostly” normal. Nobody has elaborated on what that means, but from what I’ve gathered there isn’t evidence of Behcet’s in there. I’m not totally shocked given that 90% of my symptoms are peripheral. The seizures are obviously a concern, but with the gallery divided over the cause of that, I guess I’m in a holding pattern. The increased dose, along with rest, seems to be keeping things under control, but I’m also still taking a decent dose of steroids and having skin symptoms. As my steroid dose drops, the skin symptoms increase.
Rheumatologist #2, that I despise, tried to chalk my skin up to steroids, but then the steroids cleared my skin, and he was forced to eat his words. Now he’s back to the same old line, despite me showing old photos of the same rash, which again, cleared at that point with a few steroid injections and steroid topical creams. He won’t talk about neurological involvement, and neurology won’t talk about rheumatology treatments, even though rheumatology’s treatment, 3 days of 1 gram IV steroids, cleared up 90% of all my symptoms…neurological symptoms included.
I guess I’m just terrified of showing up to my appointment in NYC, and having the doctor agree with my current doctors, and not have options in terms of treatment. The reality of having neurological involvement, but no MRI abnormalities, is somewhat terrifying. My right side, particularly the leg, has betrayed me. I also have nystagmus, which honestly, makes no sense, given that I’ve never had it before. I actually did an in depth test years ago that ruled it out as a cause of my vertigo when they were testing for inner ear diseases. The fact that it would show up now, in the midst of all the other Behcet’s symptoms, makes me feel like it’s a sign something isn’t going properly in my brain.
When you’re chronically ill, you get intuitions. It’s even more tuned in when you have multiple chronic conditions. I know I have PTSD, and I can tell you when my heart is racing because I’m anxious, or if something weird is going on with my body. I can tell you when my fatigue is because I’m depressed, or if I am legitimately fatigued from my Behcet’s. I’ve learned to sort out what symptoms go where, because they genuinely feel different. Doctors tend to think patients with mental disorders can’t sort to the mental disorder related symptoms, from the disorders stemming from other conditions. Maybe it’s true, sometimes, but not in situations like this, and not in someone like me.
I need NYU to work out because I desperately need a doctor in my corner who can say to other doctors, “Shut up, listen to the patient, and listen to me.” He’s the expert, and it’s like, if he has my back, the other doctors will have to fall in line. It’s a one time visit, to develop a treatment protocol, and there is a lot riding on it. I’m totally ready to go to the movement disorder clinic here at UCSD, once they find an opening, but I think it’s a bit ridiculous to exclude Behcet’s when every other possibility has been worked up. Why are we searching for something else when I meet criteria, minus the MRI? Why are doctors in the ER calling my seizures psychological, when my inpatient neurology team needed to call a code because my heart started throwing extra beats, and I wasn’t breathing adequately?
In a world where ER doctors are overworked, and chronic illness patients are forced through ER doctors to be admitted, it becomes a cluster of chaos. I’m hopeful that having hospital affiliated doctors will allow me to be direct admitted in the future, should I flare and my doctors decide I’m better off in an inpatient setting, but in the meantime I’m stuck in a place where I don’t know where to go or who to see regarding various symptoms. I have all these specialists to see, and all this paperwork to file, and I pretend like I have it all under control, but really I just want to curl into a ball and pretend like I have the flu. Pretend like this is just something that impacts me for a few weeks, and then I’ll be fine.
School is another stressor, which sucks because I love school. I won’t know until November if the service dog I’ve applied for will be up for placement, and it could be even longer before he’s placed. There are interviews, etc., to take into account, though the trainer seems to be really happy with the idea of me as his companion. The issue is he may have a kidney condition, but he also may not, so it’s, again, totally dependent on the test results, and what they decide when it comes to placement. I have to take a class in October, or I get an F, because I took an incomplete back in April before I started the infusion process. November, December and January are also on campus laboratory courses which, in theory, are doable, if I can find a reliable ride program, and if I have assistance with a dog. This isn’t so true if I’m doing chemotherapy, depending on how I’m feeling during the chemotherapy. There’s a part of me that wants to power through, regardless, and another part of me that recognizes I’d be having chemotherapy during cold and flu season, then going to a college campus.
It’s such an odd place because I haven’t been offered any other treatment options. Long term steroid use isn’t really effective, or safe, and the doses required to control my symptoms are simply too high. The only real way to dent this, at this point, seems to be to wipe out my immune system, and the only way to do that is with some aggressive chemotherapy.
I find myself justifying symptoms I shouldn’t justify. The insane amount of antacids? Well I am eating more. Slipping and falling? I was sitting too long. Bloody bowel movements? It happens sometimes! Then I see my face, covered in ulcerations, and my legs, and my hands, and now my arms, and I realize, that I’m flaring. that my head hurts. That my eyes are straining. That my exhaustion is beyond any normal level of exhaustion. The numbness and tingling, and lack of coordination, it’s not okay, and it’s not something I can just chalk up to lingering effects of neuropathy, even if it is improving, because it has happened before, and it will happen again.
The MRI was normal, but what happens when it isn’t? What happens when this painful cycle of recurrent flares leaves me someplace random, with legs that don’t work? In the meantime how do we explain the hyperactive reflexes and the nystagmus? Why are we ignoring so many symptoms simply because the main box, the MRI, was checked off as normal?
Something is wrong. Something in my body is not okay. I need someone to hear me, to help me, to believe me, more than I need anything else.
Sidenote: my inhaler and I have been BFF’s lately, which is absurd given the amount of steroids I’m on. Inflammation for every body part I guess?