aswander
09-07-2005, 09:58 AM
I can't help but wonder what LPR sufferers did for relief 20 years ago - before PP2s like Nexium were invented.
The year I developed LPR (before a diagnosis), I became so sick that I had to stay in bed all day, because the only postion that I could tolerate was lying on my right side (helped cut down on the cough). My entire family thought I was going crazy, and they sent me to a shrink who treated me for anxiety (which I didn't have). I couldn't work, and everywhere I went, people looked at me like I was a freak because I was coughing so uncontrollably. I was so lonely and in such pain I didn't know what to do, because I had no support. I went to 15 different ENTs before I found one who recognized the problem (Thanks Eugenia Vining at Yale!). The truth is, that while I loved life and am a really happy person with no anxiety typically, I had a lot of thoughts about how long I could deal with this undiagnosed condition before I ended it all. I truly didn't think I could live with the condition. When I would explain this to my family, they would send me back to the psychiatrist who would pump me full of Xanax.
Luckily, the medication worked! And I am once again loving a wonderful life! But what happened to the people who came before us - did they make it? What did they do for relief?
The year I developed LPR (before a diagnosis), I became so sick that I had to stay in bed all day, because the only postion that I could tolerate was lying on my right side (helped cut down on the cough). My entire family thought I was going crazy, and they sent me to a shrink who treated me for anxiety (which I didn't have). I couldn't work, and everywhere I went, people looked at me like I was a freak because I was coughing so uncontrollably. I was so lonely and in such pain I didn't know what to do, because I had no support. I went to 15 different ENTs before I found one who recognized the problem (Thanks Eugenia Vining at Yale!). The truth is, that while I loved life and am a really happy person with no anxiety typically, I had a lot of thoughts about how long I could deal with this undiagnosed condition before I ended it all. I truly didn't think I could live with the condition. When I would explain this to my family, they would send me back to the psychiatrist who would pump me full of Xanax.
Luckily, the medication worked! And I am once again loving a wonderful life! But what happened to the people who came before us - did they make it? What did they do for relief?

