Radioactive Eggs

Ah, another wonderful symptom of mastocytosis and ehlers danlos. Gastroparesis and bad motility in general.

For those with particularly bad problems in this area, they usually end up going for this ever so appetizing test. The gastric emptying study.

You are timed as you eat eggs with a touch of radioactive dye mixed in. Sometimes they allow you to eat toast along with it. Then they take you to scanner that takes a picture of the food in your stomach, illuminated by the dye. After the quick picture is taken, you are cut loose for an hour and then come back for another picture to see if the food is moving/digesting.

This is repeated a 3rd and sometimes 4th time.

If a certain amount is remaining in your stomach after the 4 th picture/hour, you are confirmed as having gastroparesis. Metoclopromide, domperidonpantoprozole, and nexium are some medications used to treat this. In severe cases a feeding tube may be necessary.

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My Mastocytosis Path: Part 2

I last left off with hopes to start kindergarten on a healthy foot.

This wasn’t in the cards.

Throughout the school year I suffered from numerous bouts of what we could only imagine was a bad case of stomach flu. It always started the same. Extremely intense, sharp, stabbing pains in my stomach followed by profuse vomiting and diarrhea. I also developed a painful fissure during those illnesses, that has never gone away.

The mystery was that my older sister never became ill after me. And as everyone knows, stomach bug’s are highly contagious, especially in children.

Then at age 5 towards the end of kindergarten, my sister jumped on my arm during a game we played of running and jumping over the side of our couch over and over. It broke. Bad. My babysitter was there, determined it was likely broken and continued to put me in a baby seat anyways to bike me over bumpy dirt roads to her boyfriends baseball game.

The first in a series of bad injuries in my life.

Kindergarten didn’t go so well health wise…. And neither did the rest of elementary school….

Below is a collage of my early days of pneumonia/hospital stays, infections, flushing, and my arm cast at kindergarten grad…

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ER. Second Home for Some.

  

 For my first post in this area, I want to first start off by saying I know that there’s a considerable number of people with mastocytosis that unfortunately can’t count on emerg as an option more often than not. 

The smells, the medication, the lights, the adrenaline and stress. I get it! 

But for another and likely smaller portion of some of us, it is an option and one that we tend to count on heavily in times of bad flares and reactions.

 Because of my high reaction levels to hormones and chemicals, my period is a true living hell every month. 

Not only is my nearest ER very familiar with me and my disease, they are now very familiar with my cycle. 

Same goes for my hematologist. She said last week she’d like to see me around my period, followed by a “in about 2 weeks right?” 

Then we looked at each other and burst out laughing at the ridiculousness of a busy specialist knowing a patients menstrual cycle. 

That’s a glimpse into how twilight zone mastocytosis is. 

Fighting for your life every two and a half weeks because your body is doing something  you don’t even need.

Becauae you’re even more allergic to the pregnancy hormone, therefore reproducing is not an option. 

 So for me, I’m now a different kind of “frequent flyer.” I have to behave because I’ll be there again soon and don’t want to piss any one off.

 Even most of the paramedics in my neighbourhood know who I am. The ER is my second home. For now. I like to believe that will change 🙂

My Mastocytosis Path: Part 1

 Today is the 5th of March, 2015. But Im going to back up. Waay up. Mastocytosis is a long journey. And it’s all encompassing. Some are diagnosed with the cutaneous version as infants and children. Some have an adult onset of the systemic version. And some are lucky to have both. Like me. From day 1 there was problems. I tried to be born early. When I was born, I had a decent case of jaundice. Endured frequent eye and ear infections. Was hospitalized at 2 for pneumonia and then again the following year. Hopefully everything would calm down in time for kindergarten…Wrong. 

To be continued….

 

1983 Pic of me pale with spots, barely-there hair and dark allergy bags under my eyes. If only we knew and it’s so obvious looking back and knowing. Need to spread awareness for all forms of mastocytosis. 

Mastocytosis Meds

These are some of some of the medications I take for Systemic Mastocytosis.

Unfortunately because there is no curative treatment for this rare genetic blood cancer, most symptoms need to be managed by medication.

It’s hard to stand up for that need when the majority of today’s society has turned against pills and pharmaceutical companies.

Yes I DO take a lot of medication.

I have a disease that effects every cell of my body every second of the day.

In order for me to function and have any kind of life, I need this medication.

Most of what I take is simply to keep me from going into anaphylactic shock every two to three days like I was right before diagnosis.

For those unfamiliar with what anaphylaxis is like for a Mast Cell patient, here’s a brief description…

Suddenly there’s a burning sensation in my stomach and guts. Not sure if I need to shit or throw up. Or both.

Then I feel super hot inside and start sweating profusely. Like dripping off my face within seconds.

I do throw up and shit at the same time, so there’s almost always a mess of some kind after.

Often I’m throwing up blood because of Mallory Weiss Syndrome and how much yakking I’ve done in recent years.

My heart is pounding so hard and loud, my whole body shakes violently and I start feeling myself black out.

This is when I go lay starfish on the floor. I haven’t cleaned myself up yet but I can’t. I just need to be still or I’ll pass out.

Then I start feeling my mouth go super dry and my heart pounding starts to subside somewhat. I get the shakes even worse.

Then I know I can call 911 and actually talk, so I dial.

I stutter out my address with some confusion and coaxing from the operator. “M-m-m-m-mast c-c-cell at-at-at-attack.”

That’s a brief run down. So you can see why I opt for taking pills daily instead.

I still get attacks. Just not nearly as much or nearly as bad. And I’ll gladly take that.

 

Dx

These are my current diagnosis’…

Bone…

Skin… 

  

And this is how I feel about it….

Allerject Demo

After watching friends, bystanders, medics and nurses stare blankly at my epi injector, here’s the video to help spread awareness on its proper use 😉

https://youtu.be/uyOSHpWzdW0

A Reminder

A special little pick me up after a particularly bad and lengthy ER visit after accidentally eating organic honey full of pollen. Yeah… My masto’s can imagine how that went lol

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