Hey there ladies and gents, not sure if some of my fellows from Anxietyzone made it over here as our wonderful, neurotic site has been closed. It kind of came as a shock to me as I had not been active on the forums over there for the past eight months or so.
Well, it happened. I am in health anxiety hell again.
A brief history: back in August 2015 I had a full mental health relapse, and that included a barrage of somatic symptoms. Burning/tingling/numbness/pain/etc sensations during a week trip away from home visiting some friends. I've had hypochondria episodes before, and as luck would have it, I was about to spiral into another one. I convinced myself that I had MS, and began googling like crazy. Of course, the tie was between anxiety and MS but I was thoroughly convinced I was ill. When I came back home, I continued to google and stumbled upon three not so pleasant letters (ALS). I noticed twitching was a symptom and weakness. Well I already felt weak but that was definitely the MS, so I dismissed it. Lo and behold a few hours later and I began twitching from head to toe; I flipped out. Went absolutely batsh*t and dragged my sorry butt to my GP who told me anxiety and gave me medication. A week later I was back and he sent me to a neuro for peace of mind. When I went, she did all the neat things they do (she was a specialist who trained at Cleveland Clinic) and spent about an hour with me, testing me, and listening to my nonsense.
She concluded it was anxiety, saw no muscle loss or wastage, no weakness, no spasticity, and my reflexes were normal, thus no need for further investigation.
I then hopped onto the anxietyzone board because of course I did what all good hypos do and doubted her diagnosis. I googled myself into a mental wreckage by seeing all the good things you can dig up on this tragic disease: yes, there were people in their 20s and 30s being diagnosed (I'm 22, by the way), yes sometimes twitching comes before weakness (usually 6 months, rarely a year), sometimes progression is slow, sometimes it can be missed by the docs, but for the most part people notice a very clear deficit in their speech, coordination, and strength along with twitching (if they even notice that).
So here's my dilemma. I am now 1 year and almost 5 months into my twitching garbage. I got off my medication a few weeks ago thinking I had conquered the beast and was free to go. I was wrong. I obviously began having some somatic symptoms again after getting off my Paxil regiment, and I ignored them. As the withdrawal continued, I stumbled upon those three little letters again on facebook a few nights ago. I don't know what happened but my mind just broke. I began imagining it again, that this was happening to me. I tried to look back at all my time and nothing apparent happening but it didn't help.
I just bought a condo with my fiancee and we're a week away from moving in. We are planning on starting a family within the next year or two. We adopted a little chihuahua 5 months ago thats become my best friend. I just got a good job at a bank. I fear the loss of these things more than I fear anything, and I know thats what my brain is playing at, but I can't shake what my body is doing to me.
My right side feels weak, I feel as though I can still do everything I could previously although with a bit of exhaustion (and of course, since I've been having panic attacks every day, I'm sure thats a contributing factor), my twitches have kicked up a notch, my left shoulder and arm feel clumsy, and my left leg does as well. I've been self testing again and I have passed all the typical tests the neurologist did on me over a year ago. I can't see progression as being this slow obviously, but now I'm stuck on "what if this is new?".
I'm an absolute wreck. I can barely eat, I don't want to shower, I don't do much besides work and come home and maybe not cry if I'm lucky. I'm a 22 year old female and I know statistics tell me 1 in 1,650,000.
But all i've been doing is torturing myself with videos. Reading articles. Reading about people's initial symptoms. It's been an obsessive compulsive hell I can't seem to break and I need some help. I started my meds again, going to the doc this thursday, and trying to keep it together but god knows I'm not doing the best job.
Please knock some sense into the person who used to knock sense into people daily. I'm just not doing good at all.