Falling In Too Deep

During the days of my full blown Cushing's, I was really down. I'm talking about random crying spells, panicky feelings, suicidal thoughts, loss of hope, feelings of guilt and shame etc... I guess you can call that the depression that comes with the illness but it is not a regular feeling of sadness that eventually passes.. It's the kind that gets deeper and deeper and all the while you feel so low in your head, you're fighting the cognitive, emotional, mental, physical symptoms that haunts you 24/hrs a day. It's like I couldn't go out and enjoy life when everything would make it worse, even laying in bed.. It's impossible to escape the sickness. I myself was always a happy person but slowly I started to fall deeper and deeper since I was around 19 or 20 I would say I started to feel little glimpses of this darkness. During that time I would say the suicidal thoughts were not morbid but it was just a way of wanting some peace and control in my life. I wanted all the symptoms to stop but there was no way to. Medications, diet, exercise, loved ones, happy thoughts could not fix it. Nobody in my life seemed to understand.... I couldn't bear living with it anymore. The only way I thought was to put myself in a very deep sleep. The kind where I don't wake up.

I was sad and isolated from my own illness... Luckily I found a Cushing's Support group that had a list of Cushing's patients pituitary and adrenal from  all over the U.S. that listed their phone and email. Desperate for any kind of answer, I emailed all the adrenal cushing's patients for help. I asked them how they dealt with their Cushing's and recovery. I also asked them about symptoms and how to cope with everything. I pretty much had all the symptoms like they listed except some are more prevalent than others. All of the women I talked to understood exactly how I was feeling. They told me things will get better once I get the surgery and my remaining adrenal gland will start producing what it needs. They all were honest that the recovery is sometimes even worse but I just need to take my time and push through because there is a light at the end of the very long tunnel. I just want to thank all of the ladies that helped me through those hard times. I am feeling like I am at the middle of the tunnel now and am feeling better today.

I want to say that after surgery, tapering replacement too low can make you feel extremely low too. About three weeks ago I was feeling that sadness again from tapering and PMS. Luckily I talked with a Cushing's patient Marian who connected me to a girl named Jess who was about the same age as me who had her surgery a few years back. We talked several times and she is happy and healthy going to College now. I was feeling sad that I am still adrenal insufficient, puffy-ish, and guilty that i'm not strong enough to deal with a lot. Stress just makes me so exhausted. She told me not to worry because she felt the exact same way and what I need to do was not push myself and to take a break until I start to feel stronger. I also have been seeing a wonderful Nun who talks me through whatever I am feeling. She gave me some wonderful advice that I want to share with you all she said, "this is the time to take a break and find your peace. Love yourself and let God handle everything else. God wants to help you heal but you cannot heal if you do not give yourself time to. Most people do not make the time to make peace with themselves. So see that this recovery time is to give it all to him, the pain, symptoms and you will have peace." eversince speaking to these women I have felt like a huge weight lifted off my shoulders and my days have been brighter eversince. Thank you everyone! This is great advice for anyone sick or healthy. I am starting to feel some peace and control again. I am not fully there yet but I am glad I am feeling awake and somewhat snapped out of the living nightmare called Cushing's.

There's not much but to wait it out during diagnosis, surgery, and recovery but here's a helpful link:
How to Cope with Cushing Syndrome or Disease

Oh Bloody Heck I'm still Young!

Today I went to get blood work done yay my favee!! My docs instructed  for me to not take my meds for 24-48 hrs. We will see the results next week if lazy lefty decided to wake up yet. But omg When will I ever get over the fear of needles?! The guy who took my blood had trouble finding a good  vein to stick the needle in and he said I have dainty veins. umm dainty?? lol I just told him to please please hurry up and get it over with. Anyways I was told to avoid stressful activities since I won't have the cortisol in my body to cope. but a bloodtest in my book is a stressful activity has now become my regular friend.

I mentioned some time ago my struggles of coping and  fearing the Cushing's will return. I don't want to go on anti-depressants or anxiety meds. So I went and talked to a behavior counselor and he told me it is often normal for an ill patient to feel that way though they are surgically "fixed". It's kind of hard to feel fixed when the symptoms are still there. Though my surgeon still reminds me that I am more than good lol Some people think it's just simple surgery and the problem will be gone which is not the case with the Cushing's patient. He did say that it is very rare for a young person to become this ill and usually it happens later on in life when people are wiser and can cope with a big stressor like illness, surgery, and death. He explained I'm still young and I was suppose to see my elders get sick first instead it was vice versa and he told me that this major event was equal to losing a limb or death of a family member. His advice was that I need to accept that it just happened and I did nothing wrong And like everyone else, he advised me to only do things that makes me feel good from now on. Yes I agree! Life is too short! I was already trying to do that but it is definitely easier to navigate and follow instructions from someone with this kind of insight. We talked for a long time and it did help me feel better even though some symptoms are still present. I am still learning about what I can handle. This week due to low meds: My joints are having sharp jolts of pain but manageable and the dry itchy skin is crazy, not manageable! I've been feeling more tired and have been sleeping a lot. I am so happy that I can take full naps now! Excitement due to good or bad stress leaves me feeling exhausted. But that is good I can take more naps! lol I cut myself chopping an apple and it hurt like hell! I have a headache but not as extreme as usual. The moments of mental clarity are still improving but  improving ever so slowly. Thankfully the people in my bubble aren't pressuring me to recover quickly even though I have wild expectations for myself. As the smart Dr. Seuss once said," those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind." =]

The Journey Begins

BACK STORY: My health is my pride. Growing up, I was the overweight chubby little kid. I was always active but I liked my chips, soda, and mcdonalds. That was until when I turned 11 that I decided I had enough of being chubby wubby and went to lose 20 lbs from diet and exercise. Let me say that quality of life gets much better once you lose alot of weight. I was always active skating, biking, and running around the neighborhood with family and friends. After that I continued to remain fairly thin and healthy. I would do sports like track, rotc, and cheerleading to stay active in school. I did have a certain time where I had a partying and drinking phase but who didn't and now it's over and done with. If there was a new health craze, I would be the first to try it. Friends and I would sign up for bootcamp, kickboxing, and pole dancing classes etc... I've even graduated from the 60 day Insanity workout program. I've tried detoxes, cleanses, eat veggies, fruits and drink lots of water in the name of health. I am always energized and never got sick. My health is my pride, I must be healthy right? Wrong...

SUBTLE SYMPTOMS: Last summer I was working and going to school. I felt stressed but nothing major but i had a weird feeling of my body in constant excitement. I couldn't sleep much but had a lot of energy yet felt fatigued. Then my period stopped but my cycle was always irregular since I was 17 so I thought nothing of it. Suddenly my acne got terrible and I started to gain a lot of weight in my cheeks but I just assumed it was stress and it will pass. My face especially my cheeks started to get really round but I've always had chipmunk cheeks so I didn't think much of it. Then I started to feel anxious all the time and it progressed to panic attacks at random times and places and when I say "panic attacks" I meant full blown ones where I thought I was going to die because I could not breathe and felt like I had heavy bricks on my chest. After those episodes, the feeling of the "heavy bricks" on my chest still remains til today. I started to become moody and was acting aggressive towards family and friends. I was becoming a person I did not recognize and wondered why I was feeling this way. Friends and family started to ask if I was pregnant and why I was breaking out.  One of my boyfriend's mean teenage sister said straight out in front of the family "you're fat now" and she started laughing at me. They looked at me like I was purposely letting myself go and doing this to myself. I was a confused mess. I was going through conflicts with some relationships and I assumed it was just more added stress. I felt like a terrible person so I decided to start going to meditation center for two months but I still had the "heavy brick" feeling on my chest and all the other symptoms. I was becoming depressed. My boyfriend tried to convince me to go see a doctor but I was too stubborn to agree. Note: my worst fear is to lose my mind or become mentally ill (no offense to anyone, I do think we all are to a certain degree) so I ignored all the signs and figured I will somehow fix this myself because my health is my pride and I have total control over my mental and physical health. That was until an awful attempt at suicide one night because I felt like I wanted all the strange feelings to end. It was a wake up call that I became what I feared the most and though I thought I had everything in control,yet my mind and body was slipping away. My boyfriend once again told me it's urgent to seek some help. Feeling defeated, I agreed.

THE DIAGNOSIS PROCESS: In January we made an appointment to see an endocrinologist. The Dr ordered me to take many blood tests and labs. Let me tell you that waiting for lab results is probably the worst part because it takes one to two wks for results and you're just thinking of the worst case scenario of "what ifs". the tests came back and the results were all normal except for one thing, I had abnormally high cortisol levels in my blood. The Dr thought it was a fluke so he ordered more blood tests. Great, more waiting... The next test revealed the same results of abnormally high levels. He then asked if I could take a ultrasound of my ovaries. then the results came back that I had Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome due to no menstrual cycle. okay good I thought, he'll just put me on some birth control and I will be fixed. Wrong.. He then ordered me to take a saliva and 24 hr urinary test. The results came back that my adrenals were pumping out abnormally high levels of cortisol and adrenaline. He then got concerned and had me go get a CAT scan. The CT scan was terribly invasive. I felt like a microwaved chicken for 15 minutes lol. Anyways I was getting worried as to why I would need a cat scan. I had to wait a week and my symptoms were getting worse coupled with joint and muscle pains now. Finally the day of meeting my doc my boyfriend and I were anxious to hear the results. I didn't sleep all night oddly fearing that we cannot find anything wrong and that I will forever keep taking more health tests and it is indeed a mental illness. The Dr comes in and with sympathetic eyes and asked me how I was doing. I knew then that the news would not be good. He then said "Van, this is alot to take in but you have an active tumor on your adrenal gland that is causing all the symptoms you are feeling. It is imperative to have it removed or it can potentially be fatal." he explained that the tumor is secreting hormones in my body that is causing me to have Cushing's syndrome. How could this be happening? I hear my boyfriend and my doctor discussing outcomes, costs, surgeons, health risks. But I had no idea what to think or where to start. I felt like passing out. How do I tell my family? How will I pay for this? What will happen to me after recovery? It was the longest drive home. My boyfriend decided to stop by berripop to cheer me up. We sat and ate yogurt. My boyfriend then looked at me and said "this isn't what we expected or prepared for, but hey hun guess what? I told you you're not crazy." That made me realize that my worst fear did not happen and I do have control over this situation. Also I am blessed that the tumor is not cancer and once it is removed, the Cushing's syndrome will go away and I am expected for a full recovery though it may take months to years depending on how long I've had it. My doctor told me I've been living with it for years now but the symptoms are now fully showing up. I suspect it started from when my periods became irregular. Looking back, no wonder I've always felt so anxious, stressed out, and aggressive for no reason. I never had regular sleep patterns and always gained weight in my cheeks which is typical "moon face" symptom that all Cushie's develop. I've always been a little furry lol and started to develop acne when I was around 19 but never had it in highschool like my mom and sister. The older I got the more I felt less like myself mentally and It was to the point I felt like my mind and body was falling apart. I always just blamed it on external things in life but now I know. It's hard to describe and understand what I was and am going through unless you're a Cushie yourself. but it's like you have no control over your mind and body everyday and the symptoms get worse and you don't know how to fix it. But It all makes sense now. From reading other's recovery story, the diagnosis is just the beginning of the battle but at least i know what I am dealing with and I am ready to take this journey to claim my health back.

my delicious cat scan smoothie lol

I had no idea an IV was needed for the scan

Healthy Yet Sick: Adrenal Tumor/ Cushing's Syndrome

Hello this is my first time blogging. I will start out saying that last week, I was diagnosed with a tumor on my right adrenal gland (top of kidneys) and I have Cushing's syndrome. I have been living with this for years but had no idea until now. This blog will journal my experience from diagnosis to recovery and share my story to others out there who are struggling from adrenal disease. There is not enough information out there about Cushing's and adrenal tumors. More often Cushing's disease is associated with tumors in the pituitary gland in the brain not adrenal gland. Adrenal tumors are rare since it only affects 2 out of a million people for both adenomas and carcinomas. Both are also 4 to 5 times more common in women than men. YEP i'm that lucky 2 out of a million. This condition is more common in horses and dogs than in humans. Well this is just a diary to help me cope through this hard time but maybe others out there like me will find this and I hope this can help someone else.