aswander
12-08-2005, 12:52 PM
Having recovered almost 100%, I'm interested in finding out if anyone else was contemplating the Big "S" before they were diagnosed.
My LPR was so severe that all I could do was lie in bed all day on my right side (the only position that minimized the coughing). I was in horrible pain and agony due to the erosion throughout my sinuses, and anything with a strong smell became unbearable. To add insult to injury, my family and friends believed that I was "going crazy", and refused to help me find medical treatment. I would lie in bed all day long and cry from the pain and lonliness. I saw doctor after doctor (even reputable doctors at major institutions like Columbia Presbyterian). I was given every wrong diagnoses there was. And all this was happening to me - a person who has always been the resident optimist. I have never had a depression problem in my life - even during one bout of anxiety I had, I wasn't depressed. I love life and want nothing more than to have a big family and lots of friends. But at this point 3 years ago , I was seriously beginning to think about how much longer I could reasonable hold on before I ended it all because the pain was too great. I couldn't live my life in any sense.
I'd like to know if any of you went through the same thought process before diagnosis and treamtment. And what happened to people with LPR before PPIs were developed? Is it possible that doctors don't know much about LPR because patients from the 80s and earlier took their own lives? Or does LPR only exist because of the crappy psychiatric medications that were made commonplace beginning in the 80s? I know I sound a little bitter, which is the lasting consequence of going through a living hell completely alone feeling total abondonment - but I'm actually a very happy and content person. But when I begin thinking back to that horrible year before diagnosis, the venom and anger just comes pouring out. Thanks for listening/reading!
My LPR was so severe that all I could do was lie in bed all day on my right side (the only position that minimized the coughing). I was in horrible pain and agony due to the erosion throughout my sinuses, and anything with a strong smell became unbearable. To add insult to injury, my family and friends believed that I was "going crazy", and refused to help me find medical treatment. I would lie in bed all day long and cry from the pain and lonliness. I saw doctor after doctor (even reputable doctors at major institutions like Columbia Presbyterian). I was given every wrong diagnoses there was. And all this was happening to me - a person who has always been the resident optimist. I have never had a depression problem in my life - even during one bout of anxiety I had, I wasn't depressed. I love life and want nothing more than to have a big family and lots of friends. But at this point 3 years ago , I was seriously beginning to think about how much longer I could reasonable hold on before I ended it all because the pain was too great. I couldn't live my life in any sense.
I'd like to know if any of you went through the same thought process before diagnosis and treamtment. And what happened to people with LPR before PPIs were developed? Is it possible that doctors don't know much about LPR because patients from the 80s and earlier took their own lives? Or does LPR only exist because of the crappy psychiatric medications that were made commonplace beginning in the 80s? I know I sound a little bitter, which is the lasting consequence of going through a living hell completely alone feeling total abondonment - but I'm actually a very happy and content person. But when I begin thinking back to that horrible year before diagnosis, the venom and anger just comes pouring out. Thanks for listening/reading!