Good News Everyone!

Well, last week I saw my new (hopefully) doctor and did a follow up at Swedish. The new doctor is a natureopath who used herbs along with western medicine to treat illness. She wants me to try an herb from India that regulates adrenal function and cortisol. That sounded good until I went to Swedish.

At Swedish, they acted as if they actually believed me. They sent me home with a jug to pee in and told me that they wanted to try me on one of two medicines. Corcept and Signifor.

Here is the catch: I can get Signifor, a $25,000/yr drug, for free if I can prove I am having cushing's symptoms. If I get on Corcept, my health insurance is free. And from what I understand, signifor works better and is more long term. So, I dont know what will happen. NORD wants to cancel my insurance because they didn't tell me I had to be on any medication for the program I am enrolled in. So I will probably loose my access to medical care until I can get approved for charity care, but they don't cover lab work . Which is a big deal seeing as the original testing came to just over $25,000 (everything cushings related must be a multiple of 5) and the surgery was around $50k.

This week also saw two other good things. Well, sort of. A very good couple of friends who were domestic partners ended this part of their relationship and one moved in with us to get back on their feet. I don't transition well, but its been easier with them helping us with bills and house work. Its going to be a good thing. We also finally saw a raise in our food stamps. Substantial raise. I wont get into how much, but we don't have to worry about food for a while.

I cant get hold of the place I was applying for close to home. They wont even return my calls. So Im stuck driving an hour each day and its killing me. But all in all, it was a stressful but good week.

Thanks again for reading!

The Weary, and cautiously optimistic, Zebra. 

1 year post op: kick me while Im down why dont you?

Im sorry its been a while since my last update. Ive been so down and low in energy, and depressed that I just havent wanted to. That and I really feel like no one cares. 

Since my last update, I lost my insurance, and Mrs. Zebra lost her job thanks to the stalker and a co-worker dogging on her so much she snapped. Both of us are unemployed, both are sick. Im not sure what we are going to do, but we both feel we need to move west. Please, if you can, donate to help us move closer to Dr. Ludlum, by clicking the button in the upper left hand corner.

Last week, I had my 1year post op. I felt like crap all day after my Cortisol Stimulation Test, and couldnt get out of bed the next day.

I got a call from Dr. L's office today and I was kind of frustrated at it. Those of you who know what is going on with me might know why, but in a nutshell I had my pituitary slaughtered to rid myself of the tumor inside. They missed some, my numbers never crashed, and my pituitary never woke up again. In September, and January, same thing. I went to Seattle to do yet another CST, and now they are saying I have enough ACTH and cortisol to be life sustaining, but I still have Cushing's. My frustration comes from this: Later last week, I coudlnt get out of bed. Actually, I felt like crap all day Wednesday (the day of the test) and couldnt get out of bed Thursday morning either. So assuming Im still cyclical, and assuming my pituitary, until last week, was dead or zombified at least, wouldnt it be the TUMOR causing that? And if it is, is it really smart to be weening? How do we know if it is or not?

They want me to ween by 2.5mg a week, which is very slow. But last time I tried weening I ended up in the ER each time. I probably should have been in the ER last Thursday but I hadnt thrown up my stress dose (thanksAdrienne Brandstetter) and thats usually the point in which I go. What do you experts think? I know 20mg/day is high but if it is the tumor doing this, is weening off the steroids really that smart?

The pit is dead still, because Im not making GH or Testosterone either. The tumor is the only thing that could be making ACTH, even according to them. So why ween? If the tumor was "ON" that morning, even at a low enough level to look normal, I dont understand why that means Im ok to ween.

I hope this gets sorted soon, or I dont know what will happen.

Frustrated Weary Zebra

Dejected

What a day.

I went to my 2 month check up on Monday. I had two doc appointments and a battery of blood tests. I got the results yesterday. Most of the results I was ready for. I am extremely low in all my hormones: Testosterone, prolactin, Growth Hormone. I was prepared for that. These things are fixable. Or at least I thought they were. What I was surprised at is my cortisol is still higher than it needs to be. They want to retest, but cant until I am completely weened off the steroids. That should happen within a few weeks. They warned me I was an oddball case. Im not worrying over the cortisol as much. Im worried about the other hormones right now.

Without Testosterone, I dont have the energy or motivation I need, and the lack of it kills my bones. The GH will also make me feel better and help my mussels rebuild. I cant have the GH yet because my sugar was high the day of the test. I had been out of my meds for a few days and coupled with stress, didn't help my sugar. So they want proof it is ok. Plus, if I DO have a tumor still, or even just tumor cells, the GH will make them grow faster.

I was going to get the Testosterone perception, but that might kill my chances to have children. The docs suggested I see a reproductive specialist to get other hormones that can boost my testosterone. The problem with this is that out of all the reproductive doctors I have talked to, most do not deal with men, and the rest just tell me to go back to my endo. I HATE doctors here!

So Im stuck. I dont know what to do. I was hoping I would stain deficient because I could get meds that way, but I cant get any meds. I am beginning to think surgery was a bad idea.

The Weary, Dejected, Zebra

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Severe Pain?

Good Lord, did that hurt! I was eating lunch and slamed my left knew into the solid wood table leg! The legs are very close together here so it wasn't hard to do! But what happened right after had not happened in a long wile, at least not in response to pain. I started to pass out! The pain made me cry, then I got dizzy. I started to black out, and all the sound got muffeled! Just as I started to fall asleep, something kicked in and I woke right up! Not only did the pain subcide, but my aches from withdraw were dulled! After about 30 min, my knew hurts again and I ache. But good night! I still don't know what happened...

The Weary Zebra

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Another Rare Day

As tired as I am now, I know it is the price I have to pay for such a fun day yesterday. Dr. Ludlum says I have a variable tumor, that turns on and off when it wants to. My tumor was ON yesterday! We had planned on going to a good friend's graduation dinner but we had not seen a movie in a while. So we decided on a matinee viewing of Robin Hood. Very good, I might add.
But as we headed to the dinner (more like a late lunch), my dad called and wanted my advice on a laptop. I was feeling good so we decided to meet after lunch. The significance of this is that he has never owned a computer before. So we had a great time at the graduation lunch, I ended up soaking myself with crawfish before it was over and the spicy seasoning made my lips (and inner nose) tingle. I went through a pitcher of tea keeping the hot spice at bay but the pain was worth it!

We took my dad to the Apple store, since they are DA BOMB! He will be using this mac for years! He even went to a class this morning about his mac! He also got an air card for his mac to access mobile internet! So proud of him.
But as fun of a day it was, I am paying for it today and in more than one way. I felt like trash as soon as we got home. My dad walks so fast. He wore me out! I felt even worse today, but it was worth it! I just get so SAPPED and drained anymore. But when I have the energy, I try to use it.
I also upset a really good friend yesterday. She shared something that was private that I thought was not as private as it was. I was having such a good time, I didn't see that. She is hurt but hopefully will stay a friend and one day I hope to earn her trust back.
Below are some goofy pics Mrs. Zebra took of me while at Camp Cushie. Just thought I would add them since over all it was a good day yesterday.

The Weary Zebra

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Official Diagnosis and Surgery

Well, I got the call today....

I knew it was important when they called Mrs. Zebra first, and conferenced me in. Kind of like when you are called into the principal's office and your mom is standing there when you walk in the door... yea, that kind of stomach turning nervousness... but I knew what he was going to say. Why so nervous...

I went to the back and Dr. Ludlum got on the line.

His pauses as SOOOO long...

He starts off by asking me how I felt toward the end of the week. Truth be told, I don't remember. Its been a week, and I didn't sleep that week... but I remember it wasn't great, and I was up late against my will, red face, stripes, etc. Apparently, my tumor turned off about Thursday. My dex reaction was high normal. My UFCs from Monday through Wed were 150, 180, 190 (take that OLD PCP DOC!) but my IPSS didnt show anything. Except..

long pause

The tech said he wouldn't trust the numbers if they came out normal. He said my left sinus cavity is way to large, and will throw the numbers off, lowering them. And it did. Made them normal.
Long pause

Then he said that the UFCs should be enough to officially diagnose me. His exact words were, "You have The Cushing's" And my world stopped. My journey for a cure only really started this year and already I have a diagnosis. It is elating, but t the same time I feel guilty that so many others fight for years for it. But he wasn't done. He said he needs a bit more proof. My CT of lungs and abdomen look good, and he wants another Dex test, but wants an Octreotide scan to show any tumors. Kind of proving that it isn't anywhere else!
Now the problem is financing. Our savings is blown, tax return gone. I will get a bit of cash when we go to the convention in early June from our hotel mates, but we might need more. And... Mrs. Zebra cant come that first week. If she did, she would miss surgery because she would have to go back to work. And the Inn, while less expensive than a hotel, costs us more in rent for two weeks. So we ask for prayers and if you have any donations you would like to give, I will be attaching a paypal button on the blog. Its easy and you can use a credit card or checking account. Anything is appreciated.

So, here we go again....

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Loosing More Hair

The misses found this last night, because she loves gazing starry eyed into my eyes, that I am loosing more hair. This time, it is my eyebrows.
My hair is patchy, so now I wear a hat. And she started loosing her eyebrows a few years back. Thats she she started her PCOS symptoms that no treatment is helping (hmmm, wonder why?) and the doc then said it was her thyroid which no meds are touching either. So at this rate, I will be completely hairless by the time I am 30.
Thanks Cushing's. I didnt need any self confidence...

Brandon Ivey
Post Production
Capture the Market
214.905.4331 ext.2719
brandon.ivey@capturethemarket.com

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The Zebra Wife has something to say!

Here is the misses and her comment on Camp Cushie. Enjoy!

The Weary Zebra

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Cushie Camp Day 5

Here is the conclusion of my trip to Dr. Ludlum's Camp Cushie. I do have one more video from that week to post in relation to Cushing's, but I will have to do that tonight/tomorrow. For now, here is Day 5. S

The Weary Zebra

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Camp Cushie Day Three and Four

Here are the video updates for Day three and four. Hopefully now, you know how rough this week is. I dont even have a Day Two video anymore. Im still looking for it...I lost a day of updates...

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Camp Cushie: Day Two

For some reason, I cant find the video I did for Day Two. I will look for it again, but I remember doing it... Does anyone remember watching it...? The travel lag and the Cushing's is not playing with my head well... So instead, here are some pics of our "accommodations". Dont except much!

http://gallery.me.com/iveybrandon#100273

The Weary Zebra

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Camp Cushie: Day One

Day 1: Rough Shot over the Bow
I am still working on the VLOG, and it will have better info than I do now. Day one was rough. Whatever you do, if you come, go shopping in a TAXI! Dont take the bus for groceries! Lugging $70 WORTH OF $40 grocery all over downtown was not fun. Especially with a picc line in your arm. Im doing blood work every 4 hrs, and I met with Dr. L yesterday. He is SOOOO cool! His staff is great and the staff at Cherry Hill is the best! They are so friendly and funny. Im sleepy now, but I did a 15min vlog at midnight that is much better and has more info.

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Zebra Snippet #9: Cushing's Awareness Day

Yesterday was Cushing's Awareness Day. Never heard of it? Not surprising. Its not covered in the corporate media and as Cushing's is relatively unknown, so is its awareness day. Kind of ironic, right? As we find more and more about this disease, doctors are discovering that it is much more common than once thought. 1/5 the population, 20%, are said to have a pituitary tumor. That cant be normal. But the doctors of this country who are not researchers are going by what they were taught in school: It cant be a platypus because they are to rare! If you are reading this and you think you have ANY of the symptoms of Cushing's, please see a couple of doctors. And pass along our cause to others. The more we talk about this, the more we all will know. And knowing is half the battle.

(...G.I.Joe!)

The Weary Zebra

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Zebra Snippet 6: Alone

I think its #6 anyway. Im not looking right now. Probably have 10 #6s up there right now. It shows how stupid I can be. This is what I wanted to talk about. The depression. I think I mentioned it in an earlier one, and if so don't bother reading this one. A reader told me on twitter that I have inspired her to blog. Well, Im glad it helped someone. I try. Sometimes I dont think I make any sense, or make any difference. I feel so alone sometimes. Like right now. My cortisol is high, I know that, but my hormones are crazy and I feel so down. Like I am alone in the world. Like the people online are so far removed, and my family doesnt understand or is avoiding me because of my illness. I just want to die when I get this feeling. And the only thing that gets me through the day is the knowledge that its hormonal. Its hard to remember with any kind of rational thought that all the feelings are wrong. That people do care about you. That your skin will stop crawling, that the cat that you see isn't really there, that the nightmares will one day stop. Its hard.
This is to anyone that finds my blogs helpful in any way: Make a comment if you can. A little feedback goes a long way. 21 days until I go to Dr. Ludlum's Cushie Camp. I just want the elephant off my chest and to feel human again.

The Weary Zebra

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Cushings and Hair Loss

Just thought I would share what Cushing's can do to your hair. No, not make it blue, but the blue dye shows how blotchy the hair loss is. It isnt typical male pattern baldness. That, and the fact that this is age 25, and it started when I was 13, shows this isnt typical. You can see more on my photo page.

The Weary Zebra

Wanna know what Cushing's Affects?

Watching the Health Insurance Reform pass, I was reading Moxie Molly's Blog and saw this picture. I think it says it all. There isnt much this disease doesn't affect. It looks like another long night...

Day For Night

Do you see what time I am posting this? Yes, I am up that late. My heart is pounding, my chest hurts and I am WIDE AWAKE! The last week, I probably have slept less than 10 hrs. I cycle really hard, and seem to do it randomly, although I am just starting to figure all this out. When I THOUGHT I had figured this out, I was awake at night, starting about 8pm, until 2am or so, and tired all day. This week? It was like my adernals said, "HOLD UP! Lets throw him for a loop!" This week, I have been at least fairly wired durring the day (and except for the brain fog and innatentiveness, it was mostly great. One day was really painful, but ok otherwise), then would go into a lull around 6pm until close to 9pm. Then the high started until 2am! Couldnt sleep well from 2am-6am then it was time to get up. I probably got up every hour each night.

Then today, I got to sleep in (well, I mean Saturday)!

I was able to fall asleep around 3am, and slept preaty badly until 5:30am. Then it was nightmares (not usual for me to dream) until I woke in a panic at 9:45! My chest already hurt, pulse was high, and I was already angry. I was ticked off all teh way until 1:30pm, when my low started. I had to run errands till 3:00 pm, at which point, I passed out for a few hours.

Now Im up again. I *LOVE* not sleeping! At least I had something construtive to do earliler. And the rest of my time has been spent wondering why my ice machine hates me! I cant function in this world like this anymore! I need to get a diagnosis soon.

Speaking of: I got my first UFC back early Friday morning (yep, was up when I got the email at 3am). It shows I have Cushing's. I emailed the endocrinologist I saw, since I dont have his number, and have not heard from him yet. And I called the Swedish institute and am waiting on a call from them and a couple of studys. Not if we can my wife on the same road to a DX! Getting sleepy finally so G-Night!

Zebra Snippet 3: Brain Fog

I can barely think today. I cant remember what was going on 10 min ago, and I need to. My ADHD meds are not helping today at all. I need to sleep. I cant think straight, It's hard to put together sentences for this post. I was very high on cortisol last night, and I think today, I am paying for it. Really hard to think, and I don't wanna. Well, I do, but its really hard. I can't brain today, I have teh dumb.

The Weary Zebra

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Zebra Snippet #2: Cushie Meter?

Again, if you have a better idea what to call these short updates, let me know.

I had a bad attack last night, and another one this morning, though not as bad. If you read my other blog, the one on blogger (this is reposted to that one too) you will know of my "purple rage". As I learn more about this disease, I have noticed three things that happen when I get panicky/mad/frustrated/high: 1) my face flushes nearly every time, 2) my stripes turn red/purple, and 3) so do the "dots" on my arms and back. I have a built in cortisol or "Cushie" meter. Its weird to those who don't know me, and to those who have known me for a while, its just an explanation. So when I start to feel the rush of hormones, I just check my "meter" like most check their watch. Because I don't wear a watch. I sweat too much. Wow, that was a bit random. Happy Monday.

The Weary Zebra

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Purple Rage

...You Wouldn't Like When I'm Angry."

 Well, I dropped off my 24hr UFC this morning, asured that both tests would be done: Cortisol and 17OHC. I was praying all day while trying to stay awake that the numbers would come in high and I would get a diagnosis. I didn't think they would be in so soon...

I got and email that they were in so I logged into the hospital's site and low and behold there it was. I read over the numbers at about 6pm and quickly posted them online for other Cushie's to desypher. About 7pm, someone comments that it is missing a crutial hormone: Cortisol. The make-it or break-it cause of my own personal hell. So I quickly logged back in on my phone while going to the movie ticket counter and I had missed that the test was for THE WRONG HORMONE! I quikly shot the endocrenologist an email and went into the theater to enjoy the flik.

Two hours later, I am ticked.

My pulse is high, I am agatated. I didnt enjoy the last 30 min of the movie and dont feel like myself. I usually annalize the heck out of most films, but had forgotten all about it with this change of emotions. I went into the restroom and quickly appoligized for my comments online about how the doctor Freaking cheated me. But thats how I felt. I felt so cheated. I quickly walked out of the restroom and I wanted to throttle the next person I came to, I was so ticked! And I had vissions of kicking the crap out of several people around me and.....I stopped. I thought, this isnt right. So I went back into the restroom and since no one was in there, I lifted my shirt...

Purple

Purple dots

Purple Stripes

PURPLE RAGE!

The color of my dots and marks told me everything I needed to know. And I looked at my phone and saw it was after 9pm. Im getting high. High on cortisol. The hormone that @#$%^&*! doctor didn't order a test for! WTH!? Ooohhh, he should be SO #$%^&* glad he wasn't there....

Needless to say, it was an intesting drive to Chili's after that. Tunnel vission down the freeway. I was aggated, focused but oblivious to anything else. My frustration at why I was frustrated (cortisol) and how stupid it was, made me MORE frustrated! I felt like I was an aderline junkie (technically I am, causes the pains apperently, when I dont have it) and I was getting my fix! But, not in a good way. I want to sleep, but cant. So, purple rage continues. Thankfully, my doting wife understands and knows Im not mad at her. Im just mad. And agated. And its not my fault. Or the doctor's fault WHO DIDN'T ORDER THE F$%^&* TESTS I ASKED FOR! No, its the cortisol. So I "rest" in solice knowing what the heck is wrong with me.

At least, one thing.... can't fix crazy...