Hi all...
So having every symptom but no diagnosis and tests all clear.
In my heart of hearts I believe it is an IBD. Everyone I see just sends for tests and says that because they're clear there isn't a problem, meanwhile I'm deteriorating every day.
Apparently I should be either getting a date for an MRE mid-late November. I'm not sure if that means it will take place then, or it'll just be a letter with a date for like, January. Probably the latter. I'll be hospitalised by then.
But this time round the tests I've heard mentioned seem more thorough, like examining the SI. But really, after it all no doubt comes all clear... What do I do?
The abuse I received last year in hospital was disgusting. I gradually regained lost weight and my symptoms somehow improved, but started to reverse again since discharge and a year later here we are again. Struggling on a day-to-day basis.
I can't be stuck in the same cycle of abuse again. No human being deserves that.
Coming to my own conclusion of IBD and trying to get professionals to listen to me for a change, I've done the best I can do... When I get discharged and dismissed when it comes back all clear (despite trying to convey the message that their reference values for a diagnosis apply to "otherwise healthy individuals", which I am not) what more can I possibly do?
The state I've been in throughout this torture has left my life completely devoid of any meaning or value. It's a shame, really, to see unfulfilled potential go to waste.
I'm really ready to give up. Just literally give up. I'll be sent home "tests are all clear, get on with life". But I don't have a life. This is not a life. The plan is to go to sleep and never wake up. There's nothing to wake up for.
Alarm, breakfast, teeth, TOILET, walk, shower, groceries/appointment, more food prep for dinner and next day's breakfast, dinner, TOILET AGAIN, rehydrate, hopefully have the energy to brush my teeth again, bed, repeat.
It'll change to waking up whenever during the night and day (I have a bladder problem - I'll go to the toilet a million times a day) back to bed until I dehydrate to death. What's the point of hanging on? As it is, the only reason I'm still here is to hopefully get to these procedures, but time's running out until I simply won't be able to, despite my best efforts. As I said, I'm deteriorating every day...
All I want is a diagnosis so I can at least address the problem. I could honestly tolerate everything else associated if I didn't have to spend so much time on the toilet. I can't train any more, so I have no pleasure in life. I was supposed to be running a voluntary exercise class for the elderly. I can't do that. The people that granted the funding are asking questions... I've been unlucky at every turn in my life, and each time I've managed to fight back. But with this, I'm out of my depth.
So, when I've exhausted this lifeline... When I get more "all clears"... What do I do?
Thank you for reading
:Karl:
So having every symptom but no diagnosis and tests all clear.
In my heart of hearts I believe it is an IBD. Everyone I see just sends for tests and says that because they're clear there isn't a problem, meanwhile I'm deteriorating every day.
Apparently I should be either getting a date for an MRE mid-late November. I'm not sure if that means it will take place then, or it'll just be a letter with a date for like, January. Probably the latter. I'll be hospitalised by then.
But this time round the tests I've heard mentioned seem more thorough, like examining the SI. But really, after it all no doubt comes all clear... What do I do?
The abuse I received last year in hospital was disgusting. I gradually regained lost weight and my symptoms somehow improved, but started to reverse again since discharge and a year later here we are again. Struggling on a day-to-day basis.
I can't be stuck in the same cycle of abuse again. No human being deserves that.
Coming to my own conclusion of IBD and trying to get professionals to listen to me for a change, I've done the best I can do... When I get discharged and dismissed when it comes back all clear (despite trying to convey the message that their reference values for a diagnosis apply to "otherwise healthy individuals", which I am not) what more can I possibly do?
The state I've been in throughout this torture has left my life completely devoid of any meaning or value. It's a shame, really, to see unfulfilled potential go to waste.
I'm really ready to give up. Just literally give up. I'll be sent home "tests are all clear, get on with life". But I don't have a life. This is not a life. The plan is to go to sleep and never wake up. There's nothing to wake up for.
Alarm, breakfast, teeth, TOILET, walk, shower, groceries/appointment, more food prep for dinner and next day's breakfast, dinner, TOILET AGAIN, rehydrate, hopefully have the energy to brush my teeth again, bed, repeat.
It'll change to waking up whenever during the night and day (I have a bladder problem - I'll go to the toilet a million times a day) back to bed until I dehydrate to death. What's the point of hanging on? As it is, the only reason I'm still here is to hopefully get to these procedures, but time's running out until I simply won't be able to, despite my best efforts. As I said, I'm deteriorating every day...
All I want is a diagnosis so I can at least address the problem. I could honestly tolerate everything else associated if I didn't have to spend so much time on the toilet. I can't train any more, so I have no pleasure in life. I was supposed to be running a voluntary exercise class for the elderly. I can't do that. The people that granted the funding are asking questions... I've been unlucky at every turn in my life, and each time I've managed to fight back. But with this, I'm out of my depth.
So, when I've exhausted this lifeline... When I get more "all clears"... What do I do?
Thank you for reading
:Karl: