I got news before the weekend that my last endoscopy (last week) came back normal. My stomach is inflammed - likely with the stress of my mom's lupus flare, my brother sick, Drew's GI issues, and the dog - but there are no eos in my system. We start the final food trials now. I just passed flour last week, and if all goes well, I'll find out tomorrow if I passed peas. Canned peas weren't the most awesome thing in the world - I'm thinking I'm passed veggies and ready for just some junk food besides starburst.
I returned back to work on May 21, and worked a good 2.5 months. However, 2 weeks ago, right before my endoscopy, I started having the severe crying episodes again. I saw Dr. Ndrio on the 10th, and told him the issues. We keep things the same, and I progressively got worse. This past week, we doubled my psych meds to try and get me in control. The depression and not being able to control my thoughts is a very, very scary thing.
My parents came to help today with the kids and brought us dinner. I cried after dinner, apologizing for all that was going on. I had been doing so well, and now this. What a set back. The new meds knock me out and I have to take them morning and night. So, I'm not very useful at all in the day. We're applying for short term disability to get me through this, and to not worry about the stresses of work in addition to all the issues going on.
I sure hope God can hear us, as we sure need him right now. I'm grateful the eos are staying away. No stomach pain since the gallbladder was removed. I'm grateful for so much; it'd just be nice to have all this other stuff gone too!
