Saturday, June 23, 2012

so, there's that.

This morning, 
I woke up early to get ready for 
my best friend's wedding,
and of course,
I woke up too early.

So, I got on my computer
and was about to do some research,
and instead decided to write a post.

Last week,
I went to the doctor because I had
pink eye.
(jealous? I knoooooow. Sexxxy!)
I also decided to get some blood work done,
because like I said in a previous blog post,
after I split from my ex back in September,
I lost 25lbs in less than 2 months.

And since then, I've experienced some 
odd symptoms like..
Frequent muscle cramps
Hands and feet falling asleep
And my teeth started hurting about 2 months ago..

So, I wanted to get it all checked out.
Maybe I had a vitamin deficiency, 
since I know I hadn't been taking care of myself
in terms of diet and lifestyle.
Let's just say there has been a lot of 
Take Out and Late Nights.

Or maybe something else was going on.
All I knew was that I wasn't feeling 100%
and I wanted to find out why.

So, on Tuesday, I got my test results back.
All vitamin/mineral levels were within the normal range
which was surprising and reassuring.

But, then I saw the results for my kidney function,
and according to the test, 
I have a low functioning kidney.

What does that mean exactly?
Welllllp... I am not entirely sure yet.
The nurse told me to hydrate as much as possible
and to get retested in a month.

But, of course..
like any hot blooded human..
I went on the internet and did my own research,
and apparently there are 5 stages in Kidney Disease. 

There is a scale of 1-100 that they use to rate how well your kidney is functioning.
60-100 being what most healthy people fall into.
I found myself at 51.

Then they clump the numbers on that scale
into stages of kidney disease to help explain the findings even more.

Stage 1 being what healthy peeps be in.

Stage 5 being what kidney failure be 'bout.

And, Stage 3 being where I find myself...

So.. I find myself in the middle.
And at a loss on what I can do,
if anything,
to improve my kidney function.

It's kind of scary,
but it's not the possibility of losing my kidney that scares me.
(If that bitch wanna reject me, I fucking reject it!)
What is scary to me is 
being in physical pain or dependent upon medicine/treatment 
for the rest of my life.
What is scary to me is that my low kidney function
may be making the rest of my body unhealthy,
because it can't get the toxins out of my blood and because
it is pulling calcium out of my bones
because there is too little in my blood, 
making my teeth hurt,
and worse, my bones weak.

I am not sad that I have to give up
certain foods, drinks or lifestyles, because I've known
I drink too much caffeine, and I know that 
there is too much sugar and fat in my diet,
and I know that even though it is fun in the moment to have all those 
shots,
the moment is fleeting and the days after are brutal.

So, there's that.
I'm trying to do my best not to 
freak myself out
with all the possibilities of what this diagnosis may mean.
But if you knew me,
you know I am just spinning with
worst case scenarios!

I'm wondering
"What did I do to cause this to happen?? 
Was it that weekend I went camping and
did shrooms, 
smoked weed,
then competed in a drinking contest
with a guy 50lbs heavier than me?? 
Or was it a result of my love for 
cured meats, hard cheese,
dark chocolates and sparkly booze??"

 I'm thinking about how 
my generation relies so heavily on drinking as 
a way to socialize and gather with one another...
Is it going to be difficult to find my
place if I don't drink?

And I try to picture how life would be 
without a kidney. 
Normal? 
Yeah... probably...
possibly?


Despite having a real tenacity of making myself worry...
I do have a lot of hope.

I know I will be OK.
I may have some adjustments that will be permanent
and I may have to make some sacrifices
in terms of lifestyle 
or maybe even in the form of a kidney.

I'm hoping that my other kidney is 
rocking the party that rocks the body.

I'll update once I know more.
But that is all for now.

Sorry for the solemn, serious post.
It's just on my mind and this is my forum for 
unloading.

Love,
liz xo

2 comments:

  1. Okay... I would totally be freaking out, too. I've also heard that doctors often do not tell patients to look up things on the internet because it only causes more concern.

    You have a whole month to be good to yourself until next testing. So be good to yourself and don't worry! Remember that all of this started after some major life changes, so perhaps you just need to get back to yourself and the kid(ney) will, too.

    In the meantime, as far as hydrating goes... do you have a Camelbak bottle? I seriously consume more water than I know what to do with when I tote that thing around.

    Hugs!

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  2. Haha! Yes.. I was QUITE lame in my decision to assist in diagnosing myself via the internetz. I am going to speak with my doctor tomorrow, and try to understand what exactly "51" means, what I can do about it, what I can't, and if this is something that will be a lifelong affliction, or just a bump in the road.

    I am optimistic, and am feeling good at the moment. Despite being sorta kinda sick with a chest cold, I definitely feel good. So... there's that!! ;)

    xoxo Love ya Becks.

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