I’m supposed to be over at my dad’s friend’s home, eating tacos with them. I’d looked forward to it since getting the invitation this morning. I took a shower (not a simple task when temperature changes are risky) and got my extra ice vest inserts packed into the insulated bag, and the ‘full’ ice vest ready to go. I got in the car, and headed over there. By the time I got to the first stop sign, I could already feel things changing. I hoped that some cool air, and ‘thigh squeezes’ would change my heart rate and blood pressure (I couldn’t measure it in the car while driving, obviously, but anybody with dysautonomia knows when it’s changing). No such luck.
I got to her street, and since I wasn’t feeling any better, decided it was better to circle around and go home. I’ve had a mental plan for years for what to do if I get symptomatic in the car. The air conditioner (which is usually on anyway), talking to myself, thigh squeezes, and knowing where the side streets are in case I need to pull out of traffic are at the top of the list. There is no scarier place to have symptoms than when I’m in the car, driving. If I have symptoms before leaving home, obviously I don’t drive- but tonight, it hit kind of fast. Fortunately, I do have enough warning before I pass out to safely pull over, but I feel badly for being such an unpredictable guest.
During the last few months, I’ve had a lot of stuff going on that has made the dysautonomia (POTS and some neurocardiogenic syncope- not to the point of syncope tonight) labile. I’ve had a scare with my kidneys (that turned out to be just a scare, so dodged a bullet there). I’ve had to change the dose of my primary dysautonomia beta blocker to HALF of what it was a few months ago- my blood pressure got low enough to cause the decrease in kidney blood flow and change my lab values, which is not a good thing. I’ve had a lot of neck and lower back pain that has required some tests that didn’t show anything new (degenerative disc disease, and some bulging discs in my neck). I still have another test in a couple of weeks (EMG- needles in my thighs with electricity pulsed through them; I’ve had it before- it’s no big deal; nerve damage is already known- just have to see how fast it’s changing). My right thigh is visibly shrinking in a weird, not normal way (like maybe if I were losing weight…. then both thighs should ‘shrink’ the same). Diabetic neuropathy is getting worse with burning leg/thigh pain, as is gastric reflux. The reflux issue has some other tests pending as well, but the ones that have been done show esophageal spasms as well as chronic gastritis. Toast is my friend. The diabetic nerve pain is a burning like I’ve never felt before. I have been awakened by it, and it feels like what I’d imagine if someone put some type of accelerant on the outer part of my entire right thigh, and lit it on fire- yet when I touch it, it’s numb. I guess it shouldn’t be a surprise that the dysautonomia is going through some “out of whackness”. A lot of other stuff is out of whack.
I hate these fluctuations and changes in the status quo. I get used to one way of my “normal” and how to adjust my life accordingly, and then something else happens. The whole thing gets weird again, and it’s another ‘normal’ to get used to. I don’t like being undependable. I’ve always been punctual and if I said I’d be somewhere, I showed up (aside from the dysautonomia and disability stuff that ended my working career as an RN). My dad is used to my 50-50 chance of showing up. Not everybody knows this about me, and I feel bad when I bail out.
The shower could have made things less stable. I have horrible heat intolerance, and showers can be a problem. I generally don’t take a shower and go somewhere in the same day- I need some time for things to get back to ‘normal’ after being exposed to the warm/hot water (I like hot showers… my blood vessels don’t). I didn’t feel bad after getting out of the shower (a bit winded, which is ‘normal’, but nothing weird). I allowed time to rest (about an hour), so thought that would be enough. Guess not. 😦
Anyway, my head still feels a bit loopy when I stand up. I just got done with a plate of food my dad’s friend sent over- which tasted really good, and had some salty stuff which probably helped. I just feel bad that I couldn’t be over there with them, as we’ve had fun the other times we got together.