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. 

Lost

As I am writing this, my brother is being memorialized back in Texas. On November 12th, 2012 he was in a horrible accident and is no longer with us. Luckily  no one else was hurt in the accident. But he left a huge hole in the hearts of his friends and family. Thanks to this wretched disease, I cant afford to fly back and be there like I should be. Ive been having to stop my steroid taper not only because of the stress of his loss, but of the constant attacks from family that, until Monday, wanted little to do with me. If you have read my blog before, or even know about Cushing's, you know that people dont understand this disease from the outside. And instead of trying to understand, or just being understanding, most people turn to neglect or even hate, to deal with you. Well, thats happening right now.

My brother and I were always closer than we were to our sister. Its not her fault, really. Just circumstance. But after she married and had children, I really tried to get to know her. Even if it were just as friends, I wanted to be part of her life. I wanted my nieces and nephews to have cousins to look after and big Christmas gatherings. But the last 10 years has been hard on everyone. Im chronically ill, our mother died of complications of what I believe was Cushing's, my brother was uprooted and moved out to the country because of financial reasons, and my sister has had to re-establish herself so many times that I wonder if she will ever find a place in her life where she can just let her guard down.

After our mom died, she really came and joined the family again. I know its hard. She only had three families to try to see: ours, her husbands, and her ex's. But at some point my sister decided she no longer wanted to return phone calls or voice mail from anyone from our side. I didnt want to push it, but after months of phone calls from me, my brother, my dad, and even my wife, we all just gave up. She claims it was a technical issue, but I dont know any handset issues that effect the kids cell's too. I still think its something to do with me, but she doesn't want to hear it from anyone so she just cut everyone out.

Thanks to this disease, I cant afford to fly back to Texas to pay my respects to my little brother who died at 23 years old. Thanks to this disease, I have lost the only mother Ive ever known. And thanks to this disease, I have lost my sister. She decided that, instead of talking to me and having a family, she would rather not deal with me. Even in the wake of our brother's terrible accident, she wont call. She writes to me via Facebook, but I wont read her words anymore. They hurt too badly. She knows we tried to call, but still wont call and talk to her brother, who may never recover from this disease.

So I sit here, absolutely lost. I dont know what to do. I want to talk to my sister again, but cant until she wants to. I dont know how to handle this. By all rights, it should have been me. He had his whole life ahead of him, while Ive been sick my whole life. If I had died, no one would have been surprised. It wouldn't hurt this bad. I wish I could fix all this. I wish I could fix our family and have everyone come out to our enchanted forest and have a good time. But how do I get from here to there? I dont know. I mean, Im working on my phone anxiety. This disease isolates you. Some days its all I can do just to be social online, let alone in person. I just wish I could get my sister to understand this. Or anyone really.

I escaped death 3 weeks ago when I went through surgery. But I should have died. My dad escaped death when he survived his motorcycle crash and surgery. So much death. I wish I knew what to do. I just want us to be family again. I love my sister, despite all faults. And I choose my family, and I choose her. Just like my father decided he didn't want me, but my dad did. I just dont know what to do.

Im so lost.

Long time, no see...

Hey all. How have you been?

Im sorry its been so long. A lot has happened since I last posted. Mrs. Zebra lost her job, and to be closer to my doc in Seattle, we scrimped and scraped and barely made it up here. Just in time for the huge budget cuts to happen to social services. So we are in line to fill out paperwork to get in line to see a doctor. Mrs. Zebra is really sick, but we arent 100% sure what with. Her skin is thinning and her hands and feet are always in pain. I thought that I could go back to work and for the last month I have been commuting 2hrs one way to get to a part time job that makes just over minium wage. So after this month, we will probably be evicted. But maybe someone can help us out. Check out the video below and see if you can help.

The very weary 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

A rock and a hard place

Well, its been a rough road. Its been a while since I did an update so here goes.

First: after the six months post op, I am not completely better. In many ways, I am worse. But the docs told me to expect much of this and I was a bit to optimistic when I began this journey. We still do not know conclusively if I still have Cushing's. The MRI that was taken last week doesn't show any tumor left, but I still show many cushing's symptoms. We cant test to see if I still have it because I have a massive sinus infection since surgery and the last few months I have had to take massive amounts of steroids to just keep it at bay. Those would throw off any testing on my adrenals.

My pituitary still isn't working. I am low on several hormones, including testosterone and growth hormone. Because of this, I hurt all over and many of my systems are not working correctly, including my immune system.
And because of my sinus infection, I am due into surgery in the next few weeks. Thankfully it is local, at UT Southwest. But these guys dont like me much. Hopefully they will now, since I am going under THEIR knife. Its supposed to be as bad as my immediate post op from pituitary surgery. Fun stuff. Just found out today!

So hopefully none of this will affect me trying to get back to work. I miss cutting video and making graphics! I need to stay off of work, but waiting on disability will break us. We cant afford to wait years. Maybe I can find a loophole in the mean time.

More to come as it happens!

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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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D-Day, Zero Hour

Well, the day is finally here. The day I will start my new life. I do not know a life without Cushing's so its a bit intimidating. But I know it is for the best. Im so hungry, and I have sinus drainage so my stomach is not good this morning. I didn't sleep well, tossing and turning, but I did sleep. I woke up sore, but to a smiling round face wishing me a good morning! Im excited and very positive, even with the good/bad news from yesterday. 

I got to see my MRI yesterday and it looks like it is larger than the scan original said. It is 3.5mm thick. But it looks like 6-7mm long, nearly half of my 13.5mm Pituitary. And it is close to my artery. Its GOOD that he can see it, but that large and that close to the artery, well he has his work cut out for him. I dont know when my next blog will be, so keep up with the Caring Bride site for Mrs. Zebra's updates. I love you all. Time to shower and get ready...

"And I think it’s gonna be a long long time

Till touch down brings me round again to find
I’m not the man they think I am at home
Oh no no no I’m a rocket man
Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone"

The Weary Zebra

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Fireworks

For the first time in my life, I had the opportunity to sit outside and watch the firework on Independence Day WITHOUT SWEATING!. Unfortunately, I was too pooped to make it down to the park. And it was raining off and on. So this is as close as I got. And I misjudged the distance of the fireworks when I snapped this picture because I thought this was a big as they were going to get. NOPE! But it was bitter sweet.
I got in to Seattle about 7:30 pm and missed the cafeteria here being open. So I had to either eat ramen or order out.

I ordered out. But NOTHING is open on the 4th around here except Pizza Hut. Oh well. So I ordered and decided, since it be about 2 hrs (yea, THAT busy) I would go try to find the fireworks. A nurse was opening up the 6th floor facing that way and we had about 3 couples join us. It was cool, all the sickos huddled around the window watching fireworks. The pasta got here early so I had to bolt, but it was still neat. I just really missed Mrs. Zebra. She is still in Texas, worried sick about me. I wish I could have shared it with her. It may be something we will do next year.

I couldn't sleep. Both lonely, and hot, It was hard to sleep. And teh battle between jet lag and cortisol was waged, and this time cortisol won. I didn't sleep until 2am local time (4am central) and I was up at 6:20am local time. But its nice outside. About 54°, and they are already warning of the heat wave this weekend: 84°! HA! Home away from home!

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Set In Stone

Yes, steal is a mineral and minerals are considered stones. My blog, I win.
I got the tag for my bracelet in about two weeks ago, but the bracelet I had wouldn't work so I had to order a new one. It came in yesterday. So I re-sized it (thanks Mom!) and put it together. I decided to start wearing it just to get used to it. I didn't want it bugging me while weaning. But as I put it together, the road ahead seems more solidified. It also seems long and arduous, but at least it is more clear than it was before. I have much more to go, but the crest looks to be neigh. IN 13 days, I will have my pituitary gland sliced, minced, prodded, poked at, sucked and snipped. I am ready. Lets DO EHT!

I just hope while up there, my marbles don't come out. I need those.

And Yes, my name is on my tag. Photoshop took care of that.

The Weary Zebra

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Afraid

Today I am 17 Days out from surgery. Im beginning to have some 2nd and even 3rd thoughts about it. This is battling with the rational thought that I NEED this surgery. I just thought I would get some of these out.
Im afraid I might not make it through surgery.

Im afraid my personality might change drastically.

Im afraid they wont get it all, and it will have been for nothing.

Im afraid I will get a Cerebrospinal Fluid Leak.

Im afraid of how I will feel afterwards.

Im afraid I will be an invalid.

Im afraid I will make Mrs. Zebra too jealous of my being able to stay home while she works.

Im afraid they wont find ANY tumor at all.

Im afraid we will go bankrupt because of my illness.

Im afraid Mrs. Zebra will leave me for a healthier man.

Im afraid my work will let me go because of my illness.

Im afraid of being hospitalized (though its been on my list of things to experience in this life)

Im afraid my family will become even more distant than they already are.

Im afraid of being more lonely than I am now.

Im afraid adrenal insufficiency.
Im afraid of giving myself injections.

Im afraid of weening.

Im afraid of being alone.

Im afraid I will be a burden on my father-in-law.

Im afraid no one will visit me, as is common with Cushing's.

Im afraid my pituitary will never turn back on.

Im afraid my adrenals wont ever work right again.

Im afraid I wont know what to do with myself when I AM better.

Im afraid of my life being so different afterwards.

Im afraid nothing will happen.

Im afraid the surgeon will sneeze during surgery.

Im afraid an earthquake will strike during surgery.

Im afraid of an electrical outage during surgery.

Im afraid I wont be thought of.

Im afraid.

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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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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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Swedish Medical Center Prolouge

Well, today was amazing, though we are exhausted. We had two hours of sleep before our flight left this morning for Seattle, WA to see Dr. Ludlum at the Swedish Hospital. It was my first commercial flight and the first time I had ever been further west than Denver. The view was amazing and I will have a really cool vid about the flight later.
We took a nap after we checked in at the Inn at the hospital. I will post a pic of the room later, but if you are coming, do not expect much. It is a converted patient floor. We spent the afternoon at Seattle Center. We hope to do more over the course of the week but the schedule is very tough. One day this week, I cant eat most of the day. I will keep you all informed. Tip #1: If you decide to come, try to be back before 9pm. If you get back later than that, you will be locked out and will have to go in the ER entrance. Night folks! Oh, if you want pics from today, copy and pate this into your browser and enjoy!
http://gallery.me.com/iveybrandon/100242
The Weary Zebra.

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