Stage 2 – Hypertensive Blood Pressure so high it blew out an eardrum, leaving me with partial deafness and a lifelong legacy of Tinnitus that can sometimes drive me to despair.
Debilitating Daily Headaches – This resulted in me getting through a sachet of Ibuprofen almost daily for a couple of years.
Severe Heartburn –I had this for sometimes hours EVERYDAY! At its worst when trying to go to sleep, as such I got through nearly a whole box of Rennie and 4/6 Colpermin a day!
OK – YUCK ALERT!! Almost uncontrollable Bowel Movements!Sorry about that but its important (probably the MOST important symptom) I would go from ok to very desperate in seconds (Not the best scenario for a long distance lorry driver) and needing to go between 6 to 10 times a day. – Resulting in almost daily doses of Immodium.
More Yuck! Toenails, Fingernails and Skin:Some toenails and fingernails were so infected they were almost 5mm thick, yellow and would just split right down the centre. This infection spread to skin causing heavy rashes that resulted in skin just falling off leaving raw flesh and blood – excruciating pain would shoot from my feet to the tops of my legs and could leave me in shocked tears – Heavy Dosage Steroid Cream and tablets – They helped but never completely cleared it.
Carpal Tunnel :Almost a complete loss of use of my left arm – pins and needles from shoulder to tips of fingers – Prescription medicine for carpal tunnel would alleviate symptoms for a few days but then would come back – I could not move my hand more than 30cm from the side of my body and at its worst I couldn’t lift anything heavier than a beer can (Practiced That!!)
So there you have it, above is the list of actual conditions, now below is another list of things that just led to black moods and loss of dignity which in turn led me further and further down the road of no hope..
Getting out of car meant putting the seat back and rocking until I could swing my legs out : Holding on to car roof and heaving myself out and sometimes if I had to park on a hill, I had to get out backwards, 1 knee on floor then heave myself up the car.
Wife and Kids putting my shoes and socks on for me because I would nearly pass out trying to do it myself as I would have to hold my breath.
My mood swings were tremendous; going from silly happy to dark and whilst I never thought of myself as depressed my wife (“DA Boss”) would disagree.
Short term memory problems : I could meet people, either socially or through work they would come to talk to me on another occasion and I would have absolutely no recollection of ever meeting! led to awkward encounters!
Also I could not for the life of me remember anyone’s names. Resulting in me calling everyone “Geezer, Mate, Fella”
People would be deep in conversation with me and I would completely forget what they were talking about leading to confusion.
So WOW huh – to think I just accepted I was a “Genetic Inferior”, I was destined to be poorly. I thought it was just payback for the abuse I had put my body through. Imagine my surprise in finding out later that people who store fat are actually genetically SUPERIOR!! WTF!! <mouth agape – shocked eyes> more on this later.
Now I am also realistic and I hear you say “You can’t blame yoyo dieting, surely it was the bad food and drinking to excess that made you ill?”
You would be absolutely correct. I have abused my body my whole adult life and alcohol was another thing on my list of TO DO’s. BUT – the yoyo dieting of feast or famine left me metabolically & hormonally damaged resulting in an almost impossible uphill battle that once addressed, very very quickly began repairing me, lifting my brain fog and giving me the mental faculty to make a true start on the mammoth task of my health and well being.
People that know me from old will tell you, I had an uncanny “knack” of asking very direct, awkward and to the point questions that most of the time were seen as inappropriate for the situation. I never did this maliciously, just had a habit of saying what I was thinking with no thought I could offend or shock. I was always putting my foot in it..
I had never turned this on myself – never asked myself the direct questions – always cocooned myself in my delusional self protected world of fast food, whiskey and laying prone on the sofa with the curtains closed.
Time to start questioning myself and get to the bottom of it!!
So, When did it all go wrong?