Have you ever been in a situation where you’ve felt alone with a medical issue that no one seems to be able to help with?
Trust me – I know exactly what that feels like.
A few years ago, I went through exactly that. It all started when I came back from a bike ride one day while on vacation and joined my family for a drink on the deck. After half an hour, my pulse still hadn’t come down and it started to concern me. I tried laying down, drinking lots of water, but nothing helped. Finally after another hour, I headed to the hospital, where by the time a doctor saw me 3 hours later, my pulse was back to normal.
The medical establishment chalked it up to an anomaly (pretty sure that’s a medical term isn’t it?) 😊and sent me home. Then, a few weeks later, it happened again. This time I just waited it out, but the next day I booked an appointment with my G.P. who ran a myriad of tests only to tell me that there was nothing wrong. Of course not – made total sense that my pulse would skyrocket randomly when I wasn’t even exercising.
I have to admit that it was somewhat reassuring , but it was also super frustrating because I still had no answers. My doctor even told me that if I wanted to see a specialist in less than a year’s time, then the best way to do it was to call an ambulance the next time I had an attack. Seriously?? What kind of medical system do we have that my doctor was telling me how to play the system.
In the weeks following, I had a few more attacks before I finally woke up and realized that I was the only person who was going to be able to help me. So I started researching and taking note of all the circumstances surrounding the attacks. It actually got so bad that when I had an attack, it would end up making me so sleepy that I would sleep for 24 hours before I felt normal again. Kind of weird right? Even though my heart would race, it would also knock me out cold.
It was a very disheartening time because the symptoms I had pointed to everything from a simple allergy to a very serious heart condition. And the doctors were absolutely ZERO help. Imagine that.
A whopping two years later, through diligence, trial and error, prayer, a whole ton of research and in the end, a little bit of luck, I finally did narrow it down to an allergy. Turns out I was (still am) allergic to Potassium Sorbate. It took another year or two after that to get fully comfortable with knowing what kinds of foods and drinks were likely to have it, and to ask for ingredient lists if I wasn’t sure, but it hasn’t been a problem since. I’m not nearly as cautious any more because it seems as though my body can deal with small amounts of the preservative now as long as I don’t let it build up in my system.
So, all that to say, I know first hand how frustrating it can be to have a health condition that no one seems to be able to help you with. It not only affects you but all of those around you as well and can leave you feeling very alone and vulnerable.
My vision for Neustar Wellness Choices, was to create a place where people could come for help; help for chronic pain, illness, disease, injury, anxiety – any health condition for which they weren’t finding the help they needed. I know how discouraging and lonely it can be, trying to find the answers and I know we can help.
At Neustar, we work collaboratively with a team of health practitioners to guide you along your healing journey.
Imagine what your life would be like if you were healthy again.
Imagine what you could be doing if you weren’t living with pain.
Together, we can conquer this.