- CASE FILE
I was 25 years old when my health spiraled down and unable to move my head or arms. Many diseases are the mountains I am still fighting.
ABOUT THIS CASE FILE
At the age of twenty-six I was stepping into the first visit at a functional holistic clinic. I was told to share my story, which I had already went through multiple conventional doctors who did not listen to me, told me to figure it out myself, and could only diagnose me as depressed. This was beyond obvious to me.
When I was young, probably around three or four years old, I remember my left knee always popping out of socket, had up and down stomach problems, and thought everyone to be this way. It took me until I was twenty-six years old to realize I was wrong. I do not recall being bit by any sort of tick, but being young I was not good at being aware. Going into high school I always remember going home after lunch because of stomach problems. The amazing parents that I have took me to too many doctors who would give me laxatives, stool softeners, but nothing that would fix the problem consistently. I always ended up back home a couple weeks later or in the doctor’s office.
It was not until college where I finally accepted that my stomach was never able to get flat and stomach problems was something I was going to have to live with. I got into the fitness world and struggled there also. I ate the cleanest in my family and even compared too many friends. I always had injuries in the gym, joints hurt to the point where I couldn’t move much for a few days after. Again, I thought it just meant I did a good solid workout. However, I got frustrated when I could not gain any muscle, but was doing everything possible. I would go into the gym most days with stomach pains that I would ignore. Eating meals/snacks would also never fill me up. I figured I just had a high metabolism, but again I was wrong. After college, I slowly started losing more and more weight while trying to gain muscle. Certain nutrition centers kept telling me to eat more carbs, but nothing was working.
On October 4, 2017 was the start of my life completely changing and I had no idea at the time. I remember being at work and talking to my co-worker saying my Adams apple hurt and we figured I must have done an overhead exercise that strained my neck perhaps. Again, I didn’t care and didn’t think anything was seriously wrong until months later. I remember waking up one morning and my entire front neck was tender to the touch, tight as could be, and I could not get out of bed unless I rolled onto my stomach first. The following Monday I checked into the first of five or six physical therapies who could not help me. I even went as far as seeing six chiropractors, three massage therapists, and more conventional doctors who did not have an answer for me.
I was also in the process of working with two coaches to get on stage the next year to participate in a bodybuilding competition. I am so blessed to have them discover that with the amount of food I was eating, something was wrong with my gut. They suggested to get that checked out on top of the neck strain and other five appointments weekly. So, the motivation I had and still have today kept me going. I saw doctors for the gut, gallbladder, and many other scans which included x-rays and MRI’s. As I knew what the answers from the conventional doctors would be, I was always correct. They all came back with me being a completely “healthy” person to them. I was the healthiest sick person I knew though.
In December of 2017, I was in the worst pain of my entire life. I could not move my head, my arms hurt so bad that my hands would go numb often, my knee still felt like a wire, the pins and needles in my shoulder blades would not go away, my stomach hurt to the touch after certain foods, and had constipation for a solid ten days, bloated (which I never knew what that). I had allergies all the time, ears always rang, my eyes were either swollen or twitched, had constant headaches and fatigue, experienced vertigo so bad I could not even drive some days, had irregular heartbeats, ate every one to two hours a day and still hungry often, and was still slowly crippling away. I was skin and bones with no energy, hope, and smiles. I lost myself that year for sure. I will never forget doing my physical therapy stretches one night and giving up! No one could help me and I broke down. I had no idea where to turn. My family and the friends that I didn’t lose yet were very supportive, but that was not enough for me at the time. I had to hide my symptoms, feelings, and tell people I was fine and improving otherwise no one would believe me, because the doctors sure didn’t.
It wasn’t until I went into the gym one day to do my stretches and interrupted someone who ended up giving me information to my current primary holistic and functional doctor. The appointment with her in August of 2018 changed my life, mood, and so many other things. I have been working with her since. I had learned to supplement with clean food, remove mold and toxic environments, and remain hopeful. It was a few months until she realized we were missing something. I did gain weight, didn’t have to have a feeding tube, and had the most movement in my stomach I didn’t even know was possible. However, I was still experiencing night sweats, digestion problems, extreme brain fog and fatigue, and some abdominal pain. She did her job very well and put me on the Cowden protocol and of course the strictest diet for a long time was already happening. Plus suggested infrared saunas, acupuncture, chiropractor, massage, meditation, etc.
As I am on month number nine now, I know my practitioner saved my life due to her dedication to my case. I would love to share this story as I am still healing and have years to go. I am now in school to be a functional medicine coach so I can help change the world of medicine and give people out there hope since I know what it is like to be hopeless.