The human body is a fantastic thing until it goes wrong
indeed. I also today had a visit to the hospital.
I’ve suffered for over 2 years with an intestine/belly issue. I’ve had every scan/test available (including investigative op) -all organs working - and nothing, nada, zip, no reason that Consultant or GP can find. It causes ups and downs in my ability to work/think or labour. I can go from having a great session at the gym to feeling ‘am I going to make it up the stairs’ in a few days.
It’s been a grind and taken it’s toll on me mentally, along with a whole host of other things in the family, including the complete PTSD collapse of Mrs JASR... not helped by my inability due to the above (or below).
The above followed on from another mystery illness, which was finally diagnosed and hence treatable after 9months, as visual vertigo - basically my eyesight took over my balance duties after a viral infection in my ears, and wouldn’t let go of it’s assumed duties when my ears came back on duty - I could walk down the street and passing a lamppost, it felt like the lamppost was lurching into me. Had a brain scan and various tests, all good - there was a brain there.
but today, I had a repeat test of something I’d had done a year ago, and this time, finally, for the 1st time, a test was ‘positive’ - ie they knew something about what was wrong with me! It was a joyous moment to be diagnosed with something..heh. Bizarre, but we’ve both,Mrs JASR and I, been celebrating, as something is finally ‘known’... just need to sort out the ‘how to fix’ now!
the health worker thought I was clearly ‘special’, and a mystery... which was the same with the visual vertigo diagnosis, as well as what Mrs JASR thinks of me....in that particular way...heh
so, for the 1st time in awhile, I can see, not the ‘end’, but at least ‘the start of the end’. Which, considering where I’ve been mentally in the past few years is a strange, but good, feeling.
I can’t praise the NHS and all its professional medical, admin and menial staff enough. I’ve paid taxes for 30 years, and it’s been worth every penny that has gone to those people to look after me and the rest of the population.
I’ve been to more than my fair share of A&E depts (none stupidly self inflicted), - Mrs JASR works in them, and again I’ve ...not enjoyed my moments there... but fully appreciated what the UK has.
... having finally arrived in the mental health side of the NHS (long delays)...I can see it’s beyond breaking point and is just doing similar to A&E.. fire fighting and hoping to get through to the end of the shift... :(
apologies for the longggg post, far longer than I thought I’d post when I started replying to Karen... but as the thread says...it’s good to talk.
So, finally, I’d just like to say I’ll hopefully get to a BM meetup, having been kyboshed with being too ill on 2 possibly 3 occasions now, over the past 2 years. It’s a small thing on a bucket list. But it’s the small positives that get you through and onwards.
