As some of you know, I had a colonscopy done back in December to see if we could find what was wrong with my digestion.
I know, gross. Let’s stop talking about it.
Anyways, the results came back fine so we scheduled me in for a stomach scope to investigate further. The gastroscope occurred in mid-April.
Two weeks after the scope, I was sitting at my desk at work when I received a phone call from the doctor’s office saying “Hi Danielle, please don’t be alarmed but we’ve received your scope’s results and the doctors would like you to come into the office as soon as you can. How’s 11am sound?” At this point it’s 9:45am, I have to go to see a rep’s client regarding a Google advertising campaign at 10am and I’m starting to freak out.
Stomach cancer? Some incurable disease? Who would I like to designate as my life insurance beneficiary? Oh God.
After a grueling hour of waiting with anxiety-induced armpit sweat and deranged thoughts, I finally went into the doctor’s office to hear my results.
I had somehow, at some point, contracted a stomach bacteria that had been slowly eroding my stomach lining. This is why certain foods were affecting me – they were entering into my gut and causing excessive acid. Gastritis, as it’s apparently called.
Definition by WebMD – Gastritis is an inflammation, irritation, or erosion of the lining of the stomach. It can occur suddenly (acute) or gradually (chronic).
I needed to take antibiotics to kill the bacteria and antacids to build my stomach lining back up. Then I was through. The grueling 9 months of pain I’d endured was over.
Insert sigh of relief here.
It was finally given a name. A diagnosis. I wasn’t crazy and my body wasn’t either. I just had to do a week of antibiotics and six weeks of prescribed antacids and then all would be well.
The best part? I can eat normally again, gain weight normally again (maybe good, maybe bad…), and behave and interact normally again. No more “oh, sorry, I can’t eat xxx, xxx, xxx, and xxx.)
On another note, I also read this: “These immune problems may have ramifications beyond just the gut. Inflammation can affect the brain and nervous system, causing anxiety (as happened to my patient), depression, irritability, and mood swings.”
Obviously I’m not going to be like “oh my gosh guys, THAT’S why I drastically cut so much food from my diet! THAT’S why I had food-based anxiety! THAT’S why I was so irritable and moody! No.. I’m a consistently recovering anorexic who occasionally struggles. I had a rough winter, and having pain caused by eating and specialists telling me to cut multiple food groups from my diet definitely didn’t help. I’m sorry to all those that were affected. But mostly, I’m sorry to myself. I wish this didn’t happen but it did. I am dealing with it and moving on.
I have since completed my week of antibiotics and am eating totally normal again and loving it.
Here’s to random body dilemmas. May you never have to deal with one, and may we be grateful for finding cures.