Yes, it's been some time since I've blogged. I ended up in the ER with strange symptoms that started as a really tickly throat, by halfway through the day encompassed my entire throat and an achiness was traveling across my upper chest - really high, around the clavicle and by afternoon, was across the backs of my shoulders and included the beginnings of a slight headache to the back of my head. They got worse until they were throbbing and that's when I decided they were different enough from anything I'd ever experienced that maybe I should get things checked out. I figured it wasn't a stroke because I could smile and I could raise both arms above my head and I didn't think a heart attack could go on for about 8 hours (I've since been told that it can - especially in women). The quick care sent me to the ER and after finding nothing amiss in my blood tests, they decided I couldn't go home until they ruled out the heart so I was admitted to the hospital. Long story short and a bazillion tests later, it was GERD. So they put me on a medication that effectively stops the reflux on the top end but now the bottom end is objecting to things! Hopefully, it's a condition I found called Tenesmus that's associated with the rest of my GERD but I haven't found a good solution for everything yet. So I made myself a tincture with Chamomile flowers, Plantain leaf and Wild Yam root, all of which help to soothe and correct problems with the rectal nerves. It helps immediately when I put it in my morning smoothie but, so far, hasn't lasted all day. So I'm doing a couple of things to get to the bottom (pun intended) of the issue: I've started a food journal of everything I'm eating and drinking, the time of day and the symptoms I notice afterward to try and narrow down what my triggers are; and I'm going to increase the tincture to twice a day to see what difference that makes. I will, of course, find myself a good Gastroenterologist to help make sense of things but continue on my journey until I can get there.
One advantage of working in hospice is that I get to play with all the therapy dogs. This is Asher, a Corgi.