Ok now that ive rea the entire thread I can properly participate
. 1) Big MASSIVE (((HUGS))) to all of you suffering as well im sorry you have ha to experience this so long for so many reasons. 2) I really appreciate everyone who mentioned specific strains its really helping me navigate my first big order. Thus far I only got a gram to try and didn't really know what to do with it
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Since you all have shared it makes me feel much safer to do so. Here is my summary -
I was the kind of kid your mother or grandmother would have called "sickly". Never slept as a baby, all the steps (teething, walking, etc...) were harder for me than others but I did ok. No major issues till 9yrs old started the joint pain mainly hands and knees. DX arthritis by 10 which when added to growing pains at 13 was literally crippling. I couldn't walk for almost a year. Then my family had to rehab me back out of a wheelchair alone since insurance wouldn't cover it for "growing pains" *rolls eyes*.
I worked my way back to an active lifestyle. I always had been despite the joints and other issues (got bronchitis and colds multiple times a year, allergy migraines, all that fun stuff) I had put many years into gymnastics, horses, 7 different kinds of dance, hiking, biking, rollerblading....well you get it.
After the growing pains I really put extra focus on holistic care since nothing doctors did really helped. I knew I had crappy genetics (I say we are determined people not hardy) to fight so I would have to work harder than most to be what I wanted in life. Despite all that my life started to crumble again at 18yrs old to fully disabled before 20yrs old. This time it was mostly gastro stuff.
In short I rapidly found myself developing multiple food allergies and intolerances, I was vomiting multiple times a day despite a small truckload of meds. Most of which had side effects worse than the tiny bit they helped if at all. Started being a diligent diet tracker and label reader, still am. Now at almost 25 yrs old I am still fully disables mostly bed/chair bound and my list of food allergies and intolerances fills an excel sheet (literally! and that's the condensed small print version).
There is no safe food for me. I will even vomit after 1 - 3 sips of distilled water. To this day I still vomit multiple times a day ranging from "baby spit up" to full on projectile. When I have nothing in me I throw up gastic acid and saliva. Granted that's the little bit of saliva I can still stand to swallow through the nausea. Last year I had to finally give in and stop swallowing the saliva and get a discrete spit cup to carry with me at all times
. Its humiliating and depressing but I do vomit less when I don't have to swallow.
Ive been through most of it. Scopes up and down, ultrasounds, cat scans w/and wo contrast of head and body, blood tests, urine tests, yada yada ya... Drugs too ODT's, pills, suppositories, IV, IM injections, etc....Right now my regulars are Zofran (less side effects than the others and its dissolvable), benedryl, hyoscamine (antispazmotic with less side effects than bentyl), digestive enzyme complex, naproxen, as needed, IM B-12 injections) and I eat my probiotics since pills don't like me.
To date ive had total of 3.5 years of 1 on 1 therapy and 2 and a half years of group therapy. For two of those years with the good therapist I went twice a week for the 1 on 1. It was nice to have someone who had seen other people in her life go through medical challenges to talk to. I still cry everyday she moved her practice out of state. Have yet to find another good one sadly but I feel for the most part ive exhausted that route. I started so docs would stop telling me im crazy....hasn't happened yet no matter how often I go.
My daily reality is nausea and pain every second. I wake up already nauseous knowing I have to get up and poising myself aka eat an drink just to get to another day of doing the same. I finally decied it was time to try MJ Thanksgiving 2013. It had been kicking around in my head for a few years but what education I did complete toward my dream careers were all federal and MJ card means no federal employment
. But I know I wont survive much longer if I don't do something. Currently I am a 5 foot 8 inch 87 pound woman and its terrifying....
Thanksgiving was the last straw when all I had ingested all day was peppermint tea and I was intentionally ODing on Zofran and hyoscamine because if I was ending up the ER again on a holiday I wasn't going easily. So I found a doctor I could afford, traveled down near him and the dispensaries and got my card mid January.
Funds have been tight so I haven't been able to do much with it yet. But I have been gathering knowledge all along the way. And im happy to have found this site to further assist in the learning curve.
And if you've survived this far you deserve a hit of something good and candy lol. Yes I promise this IS the short version. You all have shared so much I hope my reciprocity can help someone else feel less alone.
Take care all GenYHippie
