I know better to diagnosis anything based on the internet but its still a wealth of knowledge that can help direct someone with an illness on what to bring up to their doctors. I have had a chronic cough most my life. It started as just a “nervous” cough when I was in my early teens. In my early 30s it became severe and actually functioned my ability to live as I once had. It was diagnosed as severe asthma, which wasn’t a surprise since I had sports induced asthma most my life. They treated it for about 10 years as asthma, preventative drugs, inhalers, nebulizers, all to zero affect. My sensitivity to chemicals got so bad it was often hard to leave the house. Finally I got a new doctor who put me on a doze of meds for acid reflux. Within days I felt better. So now when my cough gets bad that is where I go again. Its typical I take three to four kinds of meds for acid reflux when it gets really bad, sometimes it helps a bit, sometimes I still get worse. Early morning, not being able to sleep because of my cough, it hit me that the cough got much more intense about the same time my body in general started to hurt mysteriously. So I googled it. Lungs and PsA. And there it was. Lungs, Aorta (which I already have), eyes, all organs can be affected by PsA. Then I thought about what I was doing differently that might cause a flare up. And it hit me I haven’t been dancing. And when I don’t go dancing I no longer take several anti inflammatory a day. So I started the day with an Aleve and we will see how it goes, and also bring it up with the PsA doctor next time I see him. Like the heart it probably won’t mean a change in the way its treated but I could possibly sto eating a whole container of tums in a day.
Monthly Archives: September 2014
I tend to only blog about my PsA when I am feeling absolutely miserable or wonderful. Truth is a great part of my life is spent in the mid zone. I wake stiff and achy, with trouble walking but after a couple hours I am perfectly fine to run a few errands and get some chores done, paint a bit, meet a friend for coffee, and run carpool. Actually most days I can do maybe two out of four of those things. After carpool though most days I am in bed for the rest of the day. Most my dance classes have been put on hold, except for tango, which although hard to get the energy up for, is gentle on my body and doesn’t wear me out.
I am very fortunate to have kids who are self sufficient and will do their homework without worry, a partner who not only takes over at home, but takes care of me when I need it, a part time job that I am passionate about with wonderful hours. I also have some amazing friends who understand when I disappear for weeks sometimes months at a time, because I am either too sick to go out, or feeling good so I am living manically and doing too much to have any social time.
So my body is Eh, but I am feeling grateful and content. My meds are working, maybe not perfectly, but the fact that I can dance often and walk without a cane, and get out of bed every single day is good enough for me. Life is worthwhile, every day, and I am living it. I am not without pain, but who is?