My name is Caroline and I’m new to the forum but I’ve been reading ICNetwork site since May when I first starting having problems with my bladder. This site has been a godsend for me. I’m 51 and have been married for 23 years to a wonderfully understanding man.
I feel like my life changed on May 7, 2010. What was supposed to be a happy day (my anniversary) was the beginning of a nightmare. I don’t think I’ve had a day free of pain since then. What I thought was a simple UTI was just the beginning of bladder pain, urgency and frequency that was been somewhat relieved but never stopped.
I went through weeks of begging my general doctor to help me only to have her refer me to a gyno who did a trans-vaginal ultrasound to tell me that I had cystic ovaries (known that for 20 years) and a elongated uterus so I should try bladder training. He wouldn’t give me a referral to a urologist for 2 months. I put myself on the low-acid diet and Prelief (thanks to this site) and that gave me some comfort and ease of pain.
Just before I finally got my urology appointment, I developed a terrible UTI that made me cycle fevers for 4 days. That illness scared my husband to death and now he watches everything I eat and do.
When I finally saw the urologist, I mentioned the words “Interstitial Cystitis” and he wouldn’t let me finish saying “don’t even think about that yet” but he did order a a trans-vaginal scan of the bladder and cystoscopy and advised me to stick with low-acid eating, Prelief and said that AZO was OK to take somewhat freely. My cystoscopy showed no problems but he then prescribed Ditropan and sent me on my way. That was in late September. The Ditropan worked somewhat for the first 6 weeks but then I noticed the effectiveness was wearing off and I was back to taking AZO more and more often.
I went on a long anticipated trip to Spain for 10 days and managed to live through it although jetlag, the stress of traveling, and questionable food took it’s toll on my bladder. I was prudent enough to bring lots of Prelief and Azo as well as mini handwarmers that I used as heating pads in my pants.
Once I came back from my trip on Dec. 10, I started to get worse again and this past weekend I thought I was going to go crazy. My husband was out of town with our only car so I had to taxi to Urgent Care on Saturday night. They put me back on the Cipro and also gave me Vicodin for the pain. Unfortunately, the Vicodin only worked for 3-4 hours and subsequent doses worked for less than 2 hours. However, it was so lovely to be pain free (and a bit loopy) for those brief moments. I had forgotten what normalcy had felt like -- so sad.
My husband came back the next day (driving 500 miles in 2 days) and he felt terrible that this happened while he was away. The funny thing is that he had to pee really badly and there were no rest stops and he was in agony while driving. He told me he could finally relate to the pain I must be having and sees my condition in a whole new light. Empathy is so much nicer than sympathy.
I’m trying to see the urologist soon to reassess where I am but the earliest appointment I could get is Jan 27. However, he has prescribed Prosed for me and I’m supposed to start it tonight. If I don’t find some relief soon, I will seek a specialist in my area (Washington DC) that is off my HMO.
I guess that’s it and thanks for reading through this long post. I’m hoping to learn more and get & give support. I’ve felt so isolated with this condition but I’m finally confiding in some of my co-workers since they’ve all noticed the change in me. I’m not the sunny, up-beat person I used to be. I feel I’ve lost her to this illness and it breaks my heart.
Caroline aka Sumigirl
I feel like my life changed on May 7, 2010. What was supposed to be a happy day (my anniversary) was the beginning of a nightmare. I don’t think I’ve had a day free of pain since then. What I thought was a simple UTI was just the beginning of bladder pain, urgency and frequency that was been somewhat relieved but never stopped.
I went through weeks of begging my general doctor to help me only to have her refer me to a gyno who did a trans-vaginal ultrasound to tell me that I had cystic ovaries (known that for 20 years) and a elongated uterus so I should try bladder training. He wouldn’t give me a referral to a urologist for 2 months. I put myself on the low-acid diet and Prelief (thanks to this site) and that gave me some comfort and ease of pain.
Just before I finally got my urology appointment, I developed a terrible UTI that made me cycle fevers for 4 days. That illness scared my husband to death and now he watches everything I eat and do.
When I finally saw the urologist, I mentioned the words “Interstitial Cystitis” and he wouldn’t let me finish saying “don’t even think about that yet” but he did order a a trans-vaginal scan of the bladder and cystoscopy and advised me to stick with low-acid eating, Prelief and said that AZO was OK to take somewhat freely. My cystoscopy showed no problems but he then prescribed Ditropan and sent me on my way. That was in late September. The Ditropan worked somewhat for the first 6 weeks but then I noticed the effectiveness was wearing off and I was back to taking AZO more and more often.
I went on a long anticipated trip to Spain for 10 days and managed to live through it although jetlag, the stress of traveling, and questionable food took it’s toll on my bladder. I was prudent enough to bring lots of Prelief and Azo as well as mini handwarmers that I used as heating pads in my pants.
Once I came back from my trip on Dec. 10, I started to get worse again and this past weekend I thought I was going to go crazy. My husband was out of town with our only car so I had to taxi to Urgent Care on Saturday night. They put me back on the Cipro and also gave me Vicodin for the pain. Unfortunately, the Vicodin only worked for 3-4 hours and subsequent doses worked for less than 2 hours. However, it was so lovely to be pain free (and a bit loopy) for those brief moments. I had forgotten what normalcy had felt like -- so sad.
My husband came back the next day (driving 500 miles in 2 days) and he felt terrible that this happened while he was away. The funny thing is that he had to pee really badly and there were no rest stops and he was in agony while driving. He told me he could finally relate to the pain I must be having and sees my condition in a whole new light. Empathy is so much nicer than sympathy.
I’m trying to see the urologist soon to reassess where I am but the earliest appointment I could get is Jan 27. However, he has prescribed Prosed for me and I’m supposed to start it tonight. If I don’t find some relief soon, I will seek a specialist in my area (Washington DC) that is off my HMO.
I guess that’s it and thanks for reading through this long post. I’m hoping to learn more and get & give support. I’ve felt so isolated with this condition but I’m finally confiding in some of my co-workers since they’ve all noticed the change in me. I’m not the sunny, up-beat person I used to be. I feel I’ve lost her to this illness and it breaks my heart.
Caroline aka Sumigirl
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