Friday, August 26, 2011

The Newer, New Normal

This might be my most important blog entry to date. It's quite long, but if you don't really understand what I'm going through, and find yourself wanting to understand it better, this entry will probably answer a lot of your questions regarding my condition. If you should read one entry I've written thus far, this is the one.

Now that I've seen my new LLMD and run more tests, I have some new results. So, here is an updated list of ailments that chronically plague me:

1. Lyme disease - A multi-system, inflammatory and neurological disease which causes over 100 symptoms. Lyme disease is carried by ticks, mosquitoes, and flies, and can be transmitted through sexual contact or in utero from mother to fetus. Independent tests have proven all of the above, but IDSA won't acknowledge it. The longer someone has had Lyme, the longer treatment is required, and in fully disseminated (chronic) cases, treatment is experimental. Even after the Lyme spirochete is killed, patients may still display chronic symptoms due to the damage Lyme did to the organs. For example, even after being "cured", a patient may have lingering nerve damage or thyroid disease, because killing off the Lyme spirochete doesn't constitute recovery of the organs & systems that it damaged.

2. Babesia - A very serious, malaria-like infection that causes fevers, fatigue, spleen damage & pain (my spleen has been hurting me on & off for years with a sharp stabbing pain--yet another "mystery" symptom of mine), liver damage, low blood pressure, neurological symptoms, vivid nightmares, nausea and more. A common co-infection of Lyme disease, babesia affects up to 50% or more of Lyme cases. This is very difficult to treat, and for chronic cases can require a year or more of treatment, and even after "recovery" patients often relapse, due to babesia's ability to avoid & escape medication. Like the Lyme spirochete, babesia is very clever, knowing how to hide
from anti-microbial drugs in our tissues, behind our fibrin sheaths where the medication cannot reach.

3. Mycoplasma - A bacteria that destroys mitochondrial cells, which are a major source of energy. People with mycoplasma fermentans & pneumoniae (both of which I have) are almost always fatigued. The former of two types of mycoplasma causes muscle tissue degeneration, chronic pain, sinus & respiratory illnesses and more. Acting as a parasitic bacteria, they steal fats, vital nutrients, vitamins and amino acids, and in the process cause cellular destruction, in order to survive. They also leave the immune system in a constant state of inflammation, due to their inflammatory properties. They require extensive antibiotic treatment but results are not guaranteed nor has a cure been proven to be effective.

4. Parasites - Upon muscle and energy testing, my new LLMD has discovered that I have six types of parasites, including blood parasites and digestive ones. Parasites are very common, and 80% or more of the general (healthy) population has them living in their gut or, less frequently, blood. Blood parasites are NEVER seen by the naked eye, but intestinal ones have the potential to be seen in stool. Until last month, I had never seen a parasite in my stool in my entire life, but it turns out they've been living inside me most of that time. Now that I'm taking several anti-parasitics, I see threadworms, generic roundworms, and other mysterious worms in my stool on occasion. By contrast, I've been feeling the blood parasites biting my skin from the inside since I was young--I just never understood those crawling & itchy sensations until now. Parasites live in high numbers, and cause harm in a number of ways, not limited to leeching off the nutrients in our blood supply, releasing toxins into the body, and chewing holes into our gut, causing leaky gut syndrome.

5. POTS - Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome is a condition of the circulatory and nervous systems. When a person shifts from a sitting to standing position, their heart rate spikes, their blood pressure drops, and the autonomic nervous system fails to regulate cerebral levels of blood, epinephrine and norepinephrine. This explains why I cannot stand for very long, get light-headed, have low blood pressure & cold hands and feet, and feel more anxious while standing than while sitting. My heart simply cannot keep up with what my body wants to do.

6. Hashimoto's Thyroid Disease - This is an auto-immune disease in which the thyroid is in a constant state of inflammation, ultimately causing reduced thyroid function. The thyroid gland plays a major role in our health, regulating our metabolism, important hormone levels, and our hearts. As with other auto-immune diseases, Hashimoto's disease causes my overactive immune system to attack my own body, namely my thyroid gland.

7. KPU (Pyroluria) - This is a mineral deficiency caused by elevated kryptopyrrole levels in the blood. KPU causes the body to release vital minerals and Vitamin B6 through the urine, in turn unintentionally clinging to metals to fill the mineral void. In addition to being mercury- and metal-toxic, people with KPU have severe emotional and behavioral abnormalities such as addictive behavior, depression, intolerance to stress, mood swings and rage; and an higher-than-normal percentage of KPU patients are criminals, alcoholics and schizophrenics.

8. CBS+ genetic mutation - This is what throws the wrench into the mix. The CBS+ genetic mutation is inherited from one's parent(s) and causes an impairment to the body's methylation (detox) pathways. While most individuals are able to release toxins via various pathways, including via the liver, feces, skin, etc., people with this mutation are unable to properly release toxins. This mutation makes it VERY difficult to treat and kill Lyme & co-infections mentioned above, because anytime a virus, bacteria or parasite is killed, it produces a toxic by-product in the process of its death. Methylation pathways detoxify the body of by-products of die-off--only, mine don't work. This mutation also prevents me from taking run-of-the-mill remedies for the above conditions, because many of these remedies--while killing off by bugs--just make my mutation worse. Because I have this mutation, I have to correct the mutation as best as possible, take alternative supplements, go very, very slowly, and do a lot of heavy detoxing in the process.
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You may ask, why do I have so many things at once? Well, when you go nearly 30 years without treatment, one domino knocks over the other and pretty soon you have a full-on domino effect. See, most of the above are opportunistic to each other. In other words, when you have one, you're more likely to have another. When you have several, you're much more likely to have several others... and so on. This is because the body is a holistic machine (i.e. works as a whole), each organ and system working together. Each organ and system relies on the other in a system of checks and balances, so when one or two are out of whack, they throw everything else off. And when the immune system isn't able to fight off invaders anymore, all these viruses, parasites and bacterium take a strong hold of the body. In other words, I spent my youth basically living with the immune system of an elderly person or an AIDS patient, my body serving as a ripe host for infections that healthy individuals would have fought off.

So, what is my treatment protocol, how am I doing now, and when should I expect to be better? People want to know, so I'll lay it out for you here.

First of all, it's a very, very long process. If I get better (and that's not guaranteed), then it could be several years. I have to take about 30 supplements per day, each with a very specific purpose, and each a vital part of the whole. The supplements, all but one of which are non-pharmaceutical, work together synergistically but also independently serve their own purpose.

~The anti-inflammatories such as omega-oils are absolutely vital since my body is in a constant state of inflammation.
~The anti-microbials such as cats claw kill the Lyme and mycoplasma.
~The binders such as chlorella & activated charcoal are essential to assist in the detoxification of die-off, since dead bugs produce very powerful neuro-toxins. (You would not want to take an anti-microbial without the binders, especially with the CBS+ genetic mutation, or else you become dangerously toxic.)
~I take minerals to replace the minerals that are lost due to KPU. Minerals are essential to good health.
~I take amino acids and hormones to balance my brain, neurotransmitters, serotonin levels, thyroid, and sex hormones.
~I take herbs to strengthen my adrenals and liver, which are very weak.
~I take certain vitamins such as Vit D and iron, both of which I'm very deficient in because Lyme disease strips you of iron and Vit D.

Lately, several non-lymie friends have said they feel I might be taking too many supplements, basing this assumption solely off my current malaise and bed-ridden state. They must think, she's worse now than when she's off her pills, so she must be taking too much stuff. The truth of the matter is, it's only the "killing" supplements (of which I take only a couple at any given time--since I alternate them) which cause me to get sicker. And, actually, it's not even the supplements themselves, but rather, the toxins they produce that are absolutely unavoidable if I'm going to ever get rid of Lyme & my other bacteria & parasites. Whether I take two "killing" pills a day or thirty pills with varying purposes makes no difference. Killing the infections--all the bugs--makes me toxic no matter what. And the toxicity makes me sick. There's no way around it. I have to kill the bugs.

So do I need to take all of the above? Absolutely. They're each a piece of the puzzle. Am I taking too many things, which are making me sicker? No way. The anti-inflammatories, immune boosters, minerals, homeopathic remedies, herbs, binders and hormone balancing supplements do not make me more toxic, and only make my body stronger.

I still have good days and bad days, but I seem to be feeling worse lately. It's been quite a struggle to get things done, even simple trips to the store. My brain blanks out at any given moment, my legs get so stiff I struggle to walk, and my POTS makes my heart pound really hard in my chest. I get panicky, irritable and impatient when parking or checking out. My mood has been worse than usual lately, which tends to happen when my body craps out on me, and I start feeling very sorry for my lone self. I start thinking, I wish I had one local buddy to help me do laundry, cook, clean, etc., but I have nobody around here who is willing to put in the time to help me. My local friends are extremely busy with their multiple activities, work schedules, boyfriends, trips, concerts, workouts, dancing, hobbies, and families. In addition to their busy schedules, many of them live in San Francisco or far enough from Palo Alto that making a trek to my house is not at all convenient for them.

Truthfully, my inner circle of deeply close friends live in Arizona, Missouri, Texas, and Europe. But, a relatively new friend is driving two hours each way (from near the California/Nevada border) just to come and help me out tomorrow, because I'm so weak, and I'm so excited to spend the day with her! Just when I start to give up on humanity, a person comes along and restores my faith in people.

People don't realize how sick I am, because Lyme, babesia, KPU, and mycoplasma are not in the news, in Big-Pharma advertisements, or even mentioned by doctors. They're not part of our culture. But the truth is, I'm sicker than a cancer patient, and equally sick as an AIDS patient. That's not hyperbole--my LLMD and science itself would confirm it. I know if I had cancer, my friends would come out of the woodworks and lavish me with words of sympathy and support, but here I am far sicker than a cancer patient and people generally turn away.

I look back on my life sometimes and think, wow.

I've spent almost my whole life feeling horribly ill, but was dismissed by doctors as being mental, time and time again. I've coped with extreme fatigue and about 30 other symptoms on a daily basis since I was in elementary school, and learned to get through each day without making a fuss. When sick is your baseline, sick becomes the new normal. I lost friends as a teenager and young adult when I stopped being able to do "normal" things with them. I didn't tell anyone how hard it was to concentrate while having a conversation at a birthday dinner, or at a wedding, trying to fit in and not drag anyone down. I couldn't run, and was criticized by P.E. teachers for being lazy since I always walked the mile. I never danced at parties because my muscle tissue was so weak. I left events early. I hid in bathroom stalls when panic attacks took over. I was mocked for carrying tissues with me everywhere, needing to blow my nose on a regular basis. And my stomach hurt so bad for three years that I could hardly eat.

I pushed through my full-time jobs with such awful neurological symptoms, fevers on an almost daily basis, stomach aches and more, acting as professional as I possibly could (which was sometimes downright unprofessional!), keeping my mouth shut when sharp pains shot through my wrists or the bugs started crawling around and biting my skin. I took my lunch breaks napping in my car, so fatigued I'd rather sleep than eat. I drank coffee in high amounts just to get through the workday, and lots of wine at night to get myself to sleep. And I called in sick to work way too often, always being chastised by bosses for how often I missed work. But how could I go into work when I couldn't get out of bed?


I've been called lazy for having to sit down when I was supposed to stand, been called anorexic when I was too sick to eat, been called a self-absorbed attention-seeker when I got panic attacks, been called flaky when too sick to leave home, and been called a downer by boyfriends who claimed to love me. And not one of those accurately describes me.


I look forward to a day when my new normal is physical endurance and health. I keep hearing it will come, whether it's three months or three years from now. There will be a point when my body has repaired itself enough that I feel healthy, but considering it's taken 30 years to get this sick, it's not going to be an overnight recovery.


And that entry, boys and girls, just took me five hours to write.

Monday, August 15, 2011

Falling on Deaf Ears and the Lack of Proactivity Among Humans

I've been rather perplexed by human nature and human behavior as of late:
People who are chronically ill who don't want to heal. People who ask for advice but then won't take it. People who complain about problems they won't do anything about. People who aren't interested in learning new things. People who won't test themselves for Lyme when they likely have it.

I've learned during my thirty years on earth that humans really don't like to challenge the status quo. They get really comfortable, even when that comfort is with unwellness, and they settle. They settle in every capacity--they settle on health, doctors, jobs, on boyfriends, husbands, friends, and more. Why is that? Are they lazy? Frightened? Anxious? Complacent? Unconfident? Given up? Masochistic?


I don't know. I haven't figured it out yet.


 All I know is that, by comparison, I am so completely to-the-extreme opposite of this that it boggles my mind ferociously and endlessly. Completely unwilling to settle on anything, I fight the fights I need to fight, constantly seeking betterment, better health, better love, better knowledge, better truth, better friends, better experiences, better life. And this makes me very unusual, I've come to learn.

In the last seven months, I've spoken with approximately one dozen friends and acquaintances about their chances of having chronic Lyme disease. And not one has been tested yet.


There was the man who told me over dinner that he had horrible panic attacks, back pain, weakness, chronic fatigue, achey joints, allergies, a sensitive stomach, and had been bitten by ticks in his youth.


There was the friend who lamented at a birthday gathering that her mother had been suffering for decades from hormonal imbalances, neurosis, depression, arthritis, fibrous breast tissue, fatigue, weakness, respiratory problems, moodiness, and constant colds, flus and other infections, and happened to live in New England (where Lyme is epidemic) and been exposed to ticks.


Then there was the friend with awful anxiety, depression, nausea, irritable bowel with chronic diarrhea, dry heaving, lack of appetite for more than fifteen years, severe malnourishment and underweight body, chronic migraine headaches, chronic fatigue, and terrible PMS.


There was the friend with Hashimoto's thyroid disease, chronic gallstones, severe anxiety, vertigo, deafness in one ear, painful joints, digestive issues, acne, PMS so bad she's crippled by it, and very frequent infections like colds, food poisoning, fevers, flus, and such random infections so frequently that she takes a lot of sick days at work and people start wondering and speculating.


And there was the intern at my last job who's got a sniffly nose all the time, circles under her eyes, delerium, fatigue, weakness, brain fog, mood disorders, random fevers, and food intolerance.


And many others, totaling the aforementioned dozen I referenced above.


And yet, in spite of my efforts to explain to them that Lyme is known for causing all of these symptoms, and can be passed in-utero or sexually transmitted (to those who swear they've never had tick bites), and ultimately sharing names of Lyme-literate M.Ds in the area they can trust to get proper testing, not one single one of these people has seen an LLMD.


One, an ex, did get a Lyme test, but through an infectious disease doctor, not through an LLMD, and of course it came back negative. To those of you who don't know, a battle exists in the Lyme world between LLMDs, who recognize chronic Lyme, and infectious disease doctors, via IDSA (Infectious Disease Society of America) who give antiquated Lyme tests that only recognize *acute* Lyme, not chronic Lyme. These tests produce mostly false negatives. I include myself in the population of people who were given the incorrect test by a non-Lyme-literate doctor before I saw an LLMD, and guess what? My first Lyme test came back negative, too.


It's imperative that you get the Western Blot with individual bands, because only individual bands can indicate chronic Lyme. The A/B screen or ELISA test only shows one positive/negative reading, and that's the inaccurate test. Sadly, people with chronic Lyme have been duped into believing they don't have it because they've been seeing the wrong doctors.


So, the only person to whom I've spoken about Lyme and has actually pursued testing, my ex boyfriend, was given the wrong test. So technically, I'm at the zero marker for my success rate.


If it were me in their shoes being told that this disease could potentially account for my array for mysterious chronic symptoms that doctors have consistently dismissed in my lifetime, I would have run as fast as I could to an LLMD to get tested.


Not most people. They scoff at the idea. Usually it's the "it can't happen to ME" mentality, but sometimes it's something else. "I don't have Lyme." "I've never had a tick." "I'm not that sick." "I can't afford to see an LLMD." "I'm scared to find out." "I don't want to know." "My normal doctor says I don't have it." "I was tested and it was negative."


 Really? Okay. I don't get any of that, but I've always been weird.


And then I inevitably feel a rush of emotions and thoughts, some admittedly harsh: why do I bother caring, trying to help? Why? Why do I go to the trouble to educate people? Why should I show sympathy for their malaise? Why should I care if they get sicker and sicker? They didn't care enough to help themselves. If they get sicker, I'm not going to feel sad for them.

That may sound cold, and it may sound cruel, but that's the most extreme of all my reactions, and sometimes I can't stop those somewhat-dark and blatantly-logic-based thoughts from creeping in after my words fall on deaf ears.


I've come to the conclusion that I need to stop caring because nobody listens. Investing myself in others and being ignored make my nervous system (which is already under attack by a plethora of neurotoxins) suffer even further via emotional distress.


It's easier to let go and become ambivalent, but ambivalence is such a challenge to me because I'm not that person--I'm someone who inherently cares too much. But when it comes to a point where you yell repeatedly and louder, forewarning others of whatever threat may lie in their path, and your warnings fall on deaf ears, you absolutely must turn off your empathy. Otherwise you take on their hurt and you feel ignored, causing yourself harm. Ambivalence is what happens to me only when I've tried too much and I can't try anymore. It's what happens when my last-ditch efforts fail.


My friends, bless their hearts, are routinely poisoning themselves in myriad ways--everything from vaccinations to toxic food to steroids, and they don't listen to me. They trust their doctor over me. Their doctor "must be right". I rest my case. Goodnight, everyone.


Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Is a Tick Bite Making Us Crazy?


I know I've discussed the Lyme-anxiety link a few times in previous posts, but I don't think it can be over-talked. It's a subject that's still so vastly under the radar, in spite of how widespread its effects reach.

Rodale.com just published an article called Off-the-Charts Anxiety: Is a Tick Bite Making You Nuts? in which the author writes, "Researchers are starting to realize that, although getting bitten may be stressful, tick-borne infections could actually trigger panic attacks and other psychiatric disorders in some people."
In my earliest blog entries, I described the panic attacks that consumed me from approximately 16 to 21 years of age. My last couple of years of high school and first couple years of college were marked by my sitting as close as possible to the exit door in classrooms and regularly hiding in bathroom stalls, where I'd sit until the feeling subsided.

Panic attacks came out of nowhere as shooting pangs of nausea, coupled with a racing heart rate and sweaty palms. They occurred daily for several years. Every time I had one, I thought I was about to throw up.

Of all six psychiatrists I've seen in my life, including during the worst of it, none has sent me for blood work of any kind, except for one isolated test for anemia which my doctor performed after my years of complaining of extreme fatigue.

It still baffles my mind that psychiatrists don't test for blood serotonin, Lyme, thyroid disorders, or adrenal disorders. But then again, with all the rampant corruption in the medical field and pharma, why would they? It's not like they'd benefit financially for diagnosing their patients with infectious diseases or auto-immune disorders.... not like they do when they dole out prescriptions for anti-depressants.

Still I wonder, in spite of all this, why are our mood disorders still blamed on lifestyle? Why isn't it understood that actual infectious diseases and auto-immune disorders cause mood disorders like anxiety, panic attacks and depression? Psychiatrists are doctors. They're supposed to figure this stuff out. Patients aren't supposed to know more about this than our doctors!

I've spoken with roughly one dozen other "Lymies" over the last six months who tell the same story as me: they saw psychiatrists prior to knowing they had Lyme, and they were medicated with something like Prozac, Lexapro, or Xanax.

Their doctors never questioned whether an infection could be attacking their brains. That is, after all, what's going on with all twelve of us. For many (if not all of us), our Lyme doctors have now verified that our serotonin levels are below the lowest readable levels. In addition, our adrenals are extremely weak due to the effects of Lyme and our production of abnormal amounts of cortisol and adrenaline.

So, why do psychiatrists insist, as they have time and time again, countlessly among Lymies and nonLymies, that we're somehow doing this to ourselves, by working long hours or other behavioral choices?

The article I mentioned above further explains, "(
A) study published in the American Journal of Psychiatry in 1994 found that 40 percent of patients with Lyme disease develop neurological impairment, which may not surface for months or years after a tick bite. Psychiatric reactions included not only panic attacks, but also bipolar disorder, schizophrenia, dementia, obsessive-compulsive disorder, anorexia, and depression."

All it would have taken was one doctor, one psychiatrist, sending me to the labs to get a Lyme test when I was a teenager or young adult. I could be ten or more years ahead of where I am now.