Well well well…
What a fortnight it has been, my friends.
For years now my body has been doing that weird thing where it just suddenly becomes allergic to something. It happened with the random two month anaphylactic nut allergy. It made me lactose intolerant after my body drank too much Ensure when my stomach decided to peace out on me. It happens all the time in the form of random hives and eye itchiness. And now it’s back to wreak havoc on me and my house once more. And by house I mean body. My bone house. That sounds weird. Pretend I didn’t say that because I’m too lazy to edit this.
Exactly 15 days ago (so a fortnight and a bit) I was going to have some of my lovely friends over to play a 17 hour (rough estimate) long board game called Battlestar Galactica. I was feeling about a Chronic Illness 9 out of 10 (which is about a 3 out of 10 for a healthy person) and I was excited to drink one cider and game the night away. I ate some Mac and cheese for supper and then tidied up a bit before people showed up. And then it happened. The Reckoning. I developed a sharp pain in my stomach and then less than 3 minutes later I was screaming bloody murder and rushing to the bathroom to be sick. Then I got to the bathroom and realized I needed to tie my hair in a ponytail but I can’t do that thanks to the god awful cast I have on my left arm all the way up past my elbow. So I grabbed a hair tie and ran out of the bathroom to get my husband to tie my hair up for me. He was just starting to do it when I started crying from pain and sickness, passed out onto the floor, came to quickly, shouted “I’M SO SICK OMG JUST TIE UP MY HAIR,” crawled back into the bathroom, and shut the door behind me. My hair fell out of the ponytail immediately and then I was the second (non-gastroparesis) sickest I’ve ever been in my entire life.
It was awful and I deserve a medal for surviving that. But after like two hours I felt okay other than being haunted by the memory of how sick I was. I thought it was a one time thing and that I could move on with my life.
Hahahaha. Of course not, Lisa!
It just kept going and going. Yesterday was the first day since that fateful Battlestar Galactica Night that I haven’t been sick after every single meal or snack I’ve eaten save for a few blueberry muffins here and there. I called it the stomach plague, but I figured there was a reason it kept happening. So I started keeping much closer track of what I was eating along the way and discovered that my body is reacting to dairy every single time. That would explain why I died a little every time I ate a Boost pudding to try to get some nutrients.
I thought I made peace with dairy well over a year ago. I thought we put our differences aside and called a truce. We were so happy together. WHERE DID IT GO WRONG??
So now I’m just moping about, waiting on a doctor’s appointment where I can go in and dramatically retell this tale to my GP to see if she thinks its the same monster from all those other random allergic reactions. And then I will see what her plan is to slay the beast. Okay I already know what that plan is and it’s definitely “just don’t eat dairy, it’s not the end of the world, Lisa, stop crying while looking at pictures of chocolate on your phone.”
And I’m also one step closer to seeing an Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome specialist in Halifax and that’s where I plan on discussing the Mast Cell thing in more detail because that’s what my doctors here in Newfoundland tell me to do. Apparently it can go hand in hand with EDS a lot, and it would make a lot of sense for me. But we will see what she says! *dancing girl emoji*
Hopefully this allergy nonsense only lasts a little while and I can be reunited with chocolate in no time. Mini egg season is fast approaching. *fingers crossed emoji* (I’m also too lazy to find out how to add emojis to a blog post)
OH, and to make matters worse – while all of this was going down, my heating pad died on me. When I needed it most it wasn’t there for me. I have two new ones now and they are very supportive but I feel a little betrayed by the heating pad industry, to be honest.
Pray for me during this plight of all plights (I say that in a joking “I’m being super dramatic” way of course).