I go back to the city Nov 20, to visit Dr. Solomon and we will look at the cotizone and start to tapper them off I hope....I hope this makes sense to everyone...lol
Updated, December 29, 2003:
Here is the last health update for the year and hopefully for
a very, very long time if ever again. For those who do really know what has been
happening in our house hold I will start from the last update. Be patient, it is
long and drawn out, but in the end you may understand what has happened.
October 4th I fell. This little mishap required 20
stitched to put my knee back together. No broken bones, but 8 stitches in the
inside and 12 outside.
October 7th, I had my right adrenal gland and
tumor removed at the St. Boniface Hospital. The Operation went well except they
scrapped my liver on the way out. I was up and around the very next day. I had a
surprise visitor when I arrived in the city. My brother, Curt. After telling me
he couldn’t get the time off. There he was standing outside our car when we
arrived in Winnipeg. I was in tears. It wasn’t the best circumstances for us all
to be together, but it was nice.
October 10th, I flew home while the girls and
Nipper drove home. I was still feeling hunky. Mom prepared Thanksgiving supper
at our house.
The second week I was home, I lowered my dosage of cortisol
as directed. I was very sleepy. I was sleeping up to 15-16 hours a day.
Around October 20th, I started to feel pretty
sick. I couldn’t keep anything down. I had broken out in a rash. After seeing my
family doctor and receiving gravol and being told "you have dry skin", life
continued as "Mrs. Pukey". I also had two stitches infected in my knee. I was
given antibiotics. The doctor never checked to see if I really had an infection
before giving me more pills.
November 13th, I couldn’t handle the dry heaves
and vomiting anymore. I hadn’t been able to keep anything since approximately
October 20th, 2003. I was living on tea, water and 7-up. It felt like
there was ice going through my veins. I was giving up hope. We went to the
emergency room after talking to Dr. Taylor (my surgeon). I was given more gravol
(which didn’t make sense, I was throwing everything up) and scheduled for an
ultra sound the next morning. They wouldn’t give me IV gravol nor fluids. Nor
would they call Dr. Kostyk. I went for my ultra sound the next morning, I have
fluid between my liver and kidney, which is ‘normal’ after surgery I was told.
They also refused to consult with my doctor in Winnipeg and wanted me to wait
until I went to my scheduled appointment in Winnipeg on November 20th.
We were at wits end and I was very irritated that no one wanted to help. I was
then offered to take medication that is offered to chemo therapy patients for
nausea. At this point, we were willing to try anything. Off to the drug store we
went, 6 pills for $127.00...well if they work, lets go for it and wait for my
appointment in Winnipeg. Never again, I took one...they work..yes...but when I
got up I didn’t feel real. I was walking around in someone else’s body, it was
the worst feeling I have ever had. I couldn’t talk, my heart was racing, I
couldn’t tell anyone how I felt, my mind was going but I couldn’t tell anyone.
My mom and dad came out to the house on November 15th,
we got on the phone with Dr. Taylor (Wpg) and booked flights. He would meet us
at the Emergency room, St. Boniface, on Sunday, November 16th. He was
amazed that they didn’t take me seriously and how sick I was. He wasn’t messing
around.
It just wasn’t our day, Lindsay (my baby, 9yrs old) was
playing outside with our pup Dacari, the pup ran out on the road and got run
over and then the next door neighbors’ dog bit Lindsay. Her turn at the
hospital. No stitches, antibiotics and a shot. How my husband was keeping it
together, I will never know.
After helping me hold my head up all day and get my house in
order, mom and dad, got myself, Nipper and Meagan on the plane. Lindsay stayed
with them. Along with Dacari.
We arrived in Winnipeg and went straight to the Emergency
Room. I was admitted in there for the night. They upped my dosage of cortisol
and gave me at least three bags of fluids.
We stayed the week in the city, as I had an appointment with
Dr. Solomon, my endocrinologist on November 20th. This is the scary
part....from the day of my operation to November 20th, I had lost 46
lbs. I wanted to loose weight, but not this way!!! I was in a what they call
"Adrenal Crisis" or "Acute Adrenal Insufficiency". My next step was a coma. I
need to get a medical alert bracelet and carry a letter from my doctor, so the
bimbos here at the hospital know what to do with me again if it ever happens.
She was great though, she explained everything to us and how everything was
going to work from now on. She tripled my dosage of cortisol and gave us exact
dates on when and how to cut back on the steroids. I have lowered my dosage once
since we came back with no side effects. I feel ok. I get pooped out quick. I
started work on Monday. I go for as long as I can.
Christmas is a different story. We put up the tree on
Saturday, so that is a start. But I’m looking forward to being together and
being thankful that I can see another Christmas with my family. Curt (my only
brother) will be home around the 21st of December, and I’m looking
forward to seeing him again ( I was spoiled this year, I will have seen him 3
times LOL).
I don’t know what I would have done without my husband, kids,
family and friends. This year I have had a lot to be thankful for!
December 28th, 2003
We went to see Dr. Kostyk. He was not impressed with the
treatment I had received at the hospital, nor that they refused to call him. It
was a local call and wouldn’t have hurt. He has recommended that I write a
letter of complaint. We were quite surprised as this is not like one doctor to
talk against another. He was quite concerned and recommended that if and should
I have to go to the hospital during the holidays, that I demand they call him
and I don’t leave the hospital until I hear his voice. He was troubled on how I
was dealt with and sent home with them knowing I had such a rare and serious
condition.
So far, I have dropped my cortisol twice and have had no side
effects. The only trouble is, in which no one has answers to, is the "Buffalo
Hump" burns continually. It feels like there is a match in there.
I know this is long and drawn out, but it explains what has
been happening.
Carla
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