I’m issuing an apology to all the winners of serial killer Who Am I? I forgot to mail your prizes. I’m working on getting them out.
However, I will also say that this was not a case of absent-mindedness. In February, I learned that my CRP had gone from the usual 1.94 to 3.31. CRP is a measure of generalized inflammation most commonly associated with autoimmune disorders.
Mine stays slightly elevated due to chronic migraines, in December it was a 1.94, the highest it had ever been, but I also developed a new migraine around that time and so we didn’t think much about it. So, finding that it jumped in just three months to the much more problematic 3.31 is troubling.
After finding this out, my life became about two things: getting as much written as I could and scheduling tests and performing tests. It is one of the reasons we went ahead with the Botox treatment for my migraines. If we can find some sort of control over them, we can focus on other possible issues. To date, I’ve had a sleep study, an in depth blood screening for everything from liver function to cardiovascular markers to a third CRP test.
We’ve ruled out my thyroid and a few other things; pancreatitis, liver disease, kidney disease, and cardiovascular disease. But there are still some diseases on the table that can get pretty scary.
For instance, my mother has fibromyalgia as does most of her sisters. My father has Crohn’s Disease. My father’s family has a history of pancreatitis (which my sister does have). And there is some osteoporosis in my mother’s family, however, my bone density is great, so that really isn’t a concern.
Any of these will require an adjustment period for me. I will need to adjust to medications and treatments. During that time, I worry that I will not be able to work as much as I would like, which is one of the reasons I have been working so hard to get so much written now.
Unfortunately, the symptoms do catch up with me regularly. I have discovered that in the last 3 months, I no longer have the stamina to play darts for an entire evening; something I could easily do in November, but couldn’t in January. I’m constantly tired and not just tired, but exhausted. I thought at first, I was working too hard, so I took a week off and found I was just as tired not working as working. I’ve lost 32 pounds without an explanation and have not had a decrease in appetite or a change in my diet.
So, my week is dedicated to getting the swag out and hoping that the test results I should be getting this week are not worse case scenario and actually answers some questions instead of raising more. I’m also hoping to get a little help from a volunteer personal assistant.