SHUT UP AND LISTEN!

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Ok, before I start this rant, I want to thank the DFW Smart Car Club for their generosity. My friends in the club showed how much they appreciate what I do for the club and gave a substantial donation to help Mrs. Zebra and I up to Seattle. Thank you all!

But something else has really started to bother me and I had only really heard of this. I had never experienced it, at least in my face before. I had a co-worker ask me, and later my boss did too, why I need so much time off after surgery. "Its not like its cancer or anything." WTH? (I mean I know they just dont understand, and they are really awesome people but I need to blow off some steam so just bear with me). Then my aunt tells me that Cushing's doesn't have the "torture and death" that cancer has. EXCUSE ME? Oh, so Im not SICK ENOUGH for anyone, am I?
Look, I don't want to down play down cancer. It can be a very horrible condition. But I know more people that have had cancer and have told me "you know, they caught it early and treated it, and Im fine. Kemo was bad, but now its like it never happened." I have YET to meet or talk to ANYONE with Cushing's that said ANYTHING like that! First is the fact that there is a SIGNIFICANT number of people who have Cushing's and don't know it. MY MOTHER WAS ONE, at least as far as I can tell. We will never know for sure. I say WAS because one of the symptoms of untreated Cushing's is an early heart attack and early death! Aside from that, Cushing's is hard enough to get diagnosed. Some people wait years, or die waiting because the treatment for their weight gain, diabetes, high blood pressure, constant agonizing pain all over, insomnia, depression, constant diarrhea, mood swings, hair loss, hirsutism, blindness, nasal issues, ADD/HD, infections, thin skin, constant feeling of heat or cold, body wide acne, cysts, bone and joint problems, thats all I can think of off the top of my head. THATS NOT BAD ENOUGH FOR YOU PEOPLE? THATS NOT SICK ENOUGH? AND Cushing's can LEAD to cancer!
THEN, there is the treatments! Its not as simple as cancer in many cases. Best case scenario, you get your pituitary tumor taken out and try to ween yourself off the overdose of cortisol your body is used to. I've had tastes of this time and I want to die. No, not "Im emo, and I want to die", no I mean "Please kill me so the pain goes away." But thats not sick enough.
So, that surgery fails. You can go back in, or they can try radiation. I have a good friend that tried that. So much, her pituitary is shot and has the texture of an eraser because of it. In that case, you get the lovely decision of living the way you are, or trading your disease for Addison's by having your adrenals taken out! Ok, so you choose that and take meds the rest of your life... Except that THIS procedure might make you grow tumors all over your brain that they cannot operate on. Thats called Nelson's disease. And this is SOOOO much better than Cancer! SURE!

Look, just because YOU don't understand what I am going through, doesn't give you the RIGHT to tell ME Im not sick enough. You have NOT FREAKING IDEA WHAT I HAVE BEEN GOING THROUGH FOR 18 YEARS! Either ask me questions and talk to people who have this for STFU!!!!

"My invisible disease is MORE REAL than YOUR medical degree!" SO STEP OFF!!!

If you Cushies have anything to add, comment so the ignorant people who read this can get a better idea of what we go through.

The Weary AND ANGRY Zebra

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Cushing's Study Today

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Well, I go to the Cushing's study here in Dallas tonight. I was asked to write about when my symptoms first started, how Cushing' s has affected my life, and explain two instances where Cushing's has made life difficult. These questions were to get me thinking about this for the interview tonight. And the answers have to match. Thats what they said in the instructions. If they didn't match, I wouldn't get paid. The obviously have never met a Cushie before.
Anyway, I was also told to make a collage to help explain to someone what Cushing's means to me. What it is like. I couldn't fit it all on the 17X11" paper I used, but most of its on there. So I thought I would share it with you all. Maybe you all will have fun guessing what they all mean?


The Weary Zebra

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Severe Pain?

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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

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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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Lil' Buddy

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Well, I felt pretty crummy last week, and especially Saturday. I was either super high and miserable or low and miserable. And it seemed our cat, George DeKat, knew it. He usually does. We have a routine every day. I come home first usually and when I open the door, he is waiting for me literally at the door. He follows me around while I get ready to decompress, and we sit on the couch and I do nothing but pet him and watch TV. If I try to check email, he gets mad at me.
The day I took this picture, Friday, I got off early and went to lay down before going out with friends. Knowing how exhausting it is, I knew I needed to rest. He didn't like this, and usually will ignore me the rest of the evening because of this. Not this time. This time he got right up and laid on me. He knew I needed to have some company. He did the same thing when we got home that night. He knew I needed to pet him, to relax.
Our daily routine may seem like its just for him, but really it is therapeutic for the both of us.
The Weary Zebra

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Errands and Pride

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I wont lie. I hate mundane shopping. I love cool shopping. Shopping for gadgets, computer parts, movies, action figures (don't judge me!), costume parts, etc. But shopping for clothes sucks (I cant wear most of the cool stuff, but Big and Tall is getting some cool stuff. Will post pics of dork pants later!), and grocery shopping kills me.
Two days ago, I had to make yet another quick trip to Wal-Mart. This weekend, we need to make a list of stuff we need. Anyway, everything was grocery except the Miracle-Gro. Funny they come in singles, like Kool-Aid. My mother always used to say she fed us the stuff. And the way the store is laid out, all the plant stuff is on the other side of the huge store. So I grab a cart and head that way. Now, I remind you that even though I have had Cushing's for 18 years, my symptoms have only gotten really bad the past 3-5 years. I used to pull 10 of these carts in at a time with rope hundreds of times a day. When I was a cart pusher at this same store, I could push 100 of them with two guys helping and one to steer. I didn't make it half way to the other side of the store with ONE empty car before I had to stop and rest. I was pouring sweat and ached all over like I HAD pulled 10 of these. You can imagine what it was like when I got it this full. This was most of it. I juts got some fresh veggies and checked out at the self check out.
When my back was out, I had no problem using the electric carts. And to some degree, it is still out. But I didn't want to use the stupid things again. This trip showed me that I just might have to the next time.
Or just drive my smart inside.

The Weary Zebra

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Nightmares

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Not all Cushies I have talked to have experienced this, but many have. It seems that in some Cushing's patients, when cortisol is high and the patient is able to sleep deep enough to dream, they can have horrible nightmares. These nightmares are fueled by the cortisol and what it does to your mind and emotions. It already wreaks havoc on your body and daily emotions, and one's ability to sleep soundly. But these nightmares can border on real. I had one last night that was so real, I was actually depressed most of the morning. Most of the time, I don't dream. When I do, it usually is a nightmare. And when I have them, I usually wake up screaming or crying.
The saving grace is that even though I wake up just as or more stressed than when I laid down, my wonderful wife is there to greet me on the other side. If you know a Cushie, today give them a hug. Not too hard, but hard enough. We don't want any bruising.

The Weary Zebra

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