dazed and confused
Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2011 5:04 am
Heliobactur Pylori
In two days I’ll have a breath test to follow-up a prev pak treatment I had last month, my first to eradicate heliobactur pylori. I’m hopeful the bacteria is gone but still have questions. My doctor told me this was the last thing she suspected was my problem; the endoscopy with biopsy was the 4th procedure to see what was wrong.
“Loose bowel loops” came out of a sonogram, and “some form of colon disease” from a small bowel follow-through. Maybe the highly respected doctor didn’t enjoy feeling “wrong” several times, anyway she’s never been willing to talk about heliobactur pylori. For a month after the endoscopic exam I was urged to take the prev pak, but wouldn’t utter the name of the bacteria. After taking the treatment I was told her office didn’t “offer” the urea breath test and am only getting one after advising them a competing local GI doctor would give me one.
Four days after I started the prev pak it occurred to me I might get through the whole 12 days and that I might beat this problem I’m sure (and know how) I picked up at age three. That my doctor maybe finds the bacteria disgusting to talk about, or feels that I should, makes it hard processing the emotional stuff I’m going through, even though the outcome may be wonderful.
I’ve had chronic hypoglycemia since I was nine, despite being assured by a specialist that hypoglycemia is never chronic but only the passing result of other problems. No, I always had it, which has made eating with other people a nightmare. I’m a strong and independent woman, but if a meal’s delayed for even a half hour I’d get tearful and finally filled with paranoia and loathing for whomever my eye fell on. I felt they knew the hell I was sinking into and were laughing. So much for having a social life or a family life!
My chronic snacking’s been to keep that under control, but the heliobastard pylori always screamed for junk food. Tried to thwart it with a macrobiotic diet for years, but the impulse was to calm my gut with instantly assimilated, highly refined food. So the nasty cycle went on, and on.
Already I don’t seem to have those cravings, or the rumbling, screaming, fighting and multiplying that took place in my stomach. Everything’s peaceful and quiet; once in awhile I just eat fruit or vegetables for a meal, which I never did before.
And I had pretty bad Attention Deficit, which I’d credit that to the constant gut commotion. In the last year it became abject pain. My need to plan where to lie down and crash after a meal, and the rotten feeling of never having energy or stamina to do the things other people did (even things that involved standing for a half hour) made me feel monstrous.
My family viewed me as a slacker. I lately got involved doing prison work and found it such a relief being with other people, many of whom had spent lifetimes being misunderstood.
I wonder: when h. pylori is found after several biopsies—can it be determined how long it’s been in the stomach, and how far it’s spread around the stomach? I’d been (maybe) misdiagnosed with colitis, but I never had an ulcer. Still the daily pain of the last year made me feel, one way or the other, life likely couldn’t go on much longer.
My doctor doesn’t believe h. pylori could be the cause of all my gut issues. She said I’ll likely still have Irritable Bowel Syndrome and other gut issues. Maybe she’s a skeptic but I feel great and it’s hard not to be sad and angry about how much of a normal life I’ve missed. When can I just bust loose and make up for lost time?
In two days I’ll have a breath test to follow-up a prev pak treatment I had last month, my first to eradicate heliobactur pylori. I’m hopeful the bacteria is gone but still have questions. My doctor told me this was the last thing she suspected was my problem; the endoscopy with biopsy was the 4th procedure to see what was wrong.
“Loose bowel loops” came out of a sonogram, and “some form of colon disease” from a small bowel follow-through. Maybe the highly respected doctor didn’t enjoy feeling “wrong” several times, anyway she’s never been willing to talk about heliobactur pylori. For a month after the endoscopic exam I was urged to take the prev pak, but wouldn’t utter the name of the bacteria. After taking the treatment I was told her office didn’t “offer” the urea breath test and am only getting one after advising them a competing local GI doctor would give me one.
Four days after I started the prev pak it occurred to me I might get through the whole 12 days and that I might beat this problem I’m sure (and know how) I picked up at age three. That my doctor maybe finds the bacteria disgusting to talk about, or feels that I should, makes it hard processing the emotional stuff I’m going through, even though the outcome may be wonderful.
I’ve had chronic hypoglycemia since I was nine, despite being assured by a specialist that hypoglycemia is never chronic but only the passing result of other problems. No, I always had it, which has made eating with other people a nightmare. I’m a strong and independent woman, but if a meal’s delayed for even a half hour I’d get tearful and finally filled with paranoia and loathing for whomever my eye fell on. I felt they knew the hell I was sinking into and were laughing. So much for having a social life or a family life!
My chronic snacking’s been to keep that under control, but the heliobastard pylori always screamed for junk food. Tried to thwart it with a macrobiotic diet for years, but the impulse was to calm my gut with instantly assimilated, highly refined food. So the nasty cycle went on, and on.
Already I don’t seem to have those cravings, or the rumbling, screaming, fighting and multiplying that took place in my stomach. Everything’s peaceful and quiet; once in awhile I just eat fruit or vegetables for a meal, which I never did before.
And I had pretty bad Attention Deficit, which I’d credit that to the constant gut commotion. In the last year it became abject pain. My need to plan where to lie down and crash after a meal, and the rotten feeling of never having energy or stamina to do the things other people did (even things that involved standing for a half hour) made me feel monstrous.
My family viewed me as a slacker. I lately got involved doing prison work and found it such a relief being with other people, many of whom had spent lifetimes being misunderstood.
I wonder: when h. pylori is found after several biopsies—can it be determined how long it’s been in the stomach, and how far it’s spread around the stomach? I’d been (maybe) misdiagnosed with colitis, but I never had an ulcer. Still the daily pain of the last year made me feel, one way or the other, life likely couldn’t go on much longer.
My doctor doesn’t believe h. pylori could be the cause of all my gut issues. She said I’ll likely still have Irritable Bowel Syndrome and other gut issues. Maybe she’s a skeptic but I feel great and it’s hard not to be sad and angry about how much of a normal life I’ve missed. When can I just bust loose and make up for lost time?