A fruitless search for digestive experts
(Last updated April 2023.) In September 2008 I started a journey that serves as a good example of the limits of the American health care system.
(Last updated April 2023.) In September 2008 I started a journey that serves as a good example of the limits of the American health care system.
In my late twenties, after four years in a moldy house with lead pipes, and eating less and less due to disastrous digestion, I ended up with a palsy in my hands and almost complete insomnia. I also lost a third of my hair.
Last updated April 2023. I didn’t know you were supposed to be able to breathe through your nose until the first day of swimming lessons, when we were told to go underwater and blow bubbles through our noses.
I don’t know how non-telecommuting workers cope with a bout of acute sciatica if they can’t take time off. There is no way I could’ve functioned at my desk.
Update 9 July 2022: Here’s a summary of what’s happened since this I first wrote this post: Menorrhagia ended for me a month after I moved out of my moldy apartment, except for the following times:
Last updated July 2022. Also see this post on how iron interferes with thyroid meds. It took me two years from the time I first suspected I had thyroid problems to get treated for it.
My two migraine episodes were the usual tennis-ball-filled-almost-but-not-quite-to-bursting-with-boiling-oil-behind-your-right-eye kind of thing, caused by the old cliché MSG.
Life before glutenlessness For years, in order to survive a job interview or a conference or a plane trip, I’d have to stop eating 36 hours beforehand.
During my last and final attempt to get my abysmal iron levels up with doses of 75-100 mg/day, I managed to bring upon myself a nice case of vertigo. (It also caused cystic acne.)
Being myopic is bad enough, what with the glasses in grade school and the terror of being caught in your spectacles by unannounced visitors.