The reason I have been MIA on the blog is because I have had a totally unexpected adrenal crisis. I do not believe that I have mentioned it yet, but I have adrenal insufficiency. I was diagnosed maybe 8 years ago after having a crisis and going through months of hell because no doctor has recognized what was going on, but after eventually figuring everything out everything was pretty much under control.
The thing about adrenal crisis is that it occurs after suffering major trauma or having a serious infection, to put it simply, when there is a major stress in your body and it can no longer cope. When the amount of cortisol you are supplementing with pills does not match the requirements of your body everything goes nuts. These are things you usually notice and you adjust your dose. Pretty simple. Well, apart from the trauma part, then you cannot do anything. Then the doctors that treat the trauma adjust your dose to prevent a crisis from occurring. (you wear a medic alert thingie of your choice)
But nothing like that happened to me, I was fine. OK, I have a 7 month old, but that child is pretty much an angel, sleeps through the night. He does not stress me out. As far as normal stress, there was more of it in the last couple of weeks, but again, stress is normal and does not cause an adrenal crisis. Not even a combination of all the little bad things going on could cause the crisis and that is why it scared the lights out of me.
I went to bed thursday night feeling pretty much normal, but woke up around 1 am with horrible back (flank) pain, nausea and dizziness. That pain just got worse and worse. When I went to the bathroom I knew I was going to faint so I got on the floor to lay down, then I woke up there… I knew I was in trouble… Around 5 I woke up my hubby, who, when he saw me was scared beyond words. He got me my cortisol pills, so I took 50 mg extra, which I immediately threw up. Then we knew it is time to go to the hospital….
Have I mentioned that we have a 7 month old? And we are in Russia? Oh boy… This would be difficult even in Canada….
So, as any Mom, no matter the pain, I got the baby ready, with the help of my hubby, who still had no idea what to do with the baby because we have just arrived from Canada few weeks ago. He basically spent a total of few days with his son at this point, all with me. No idea how to change a diaper, how to feed him…
When we got to the hallway, stroller, diaper bag and everything, I thought I have managed to tell him that I am going to faint. Obviously I was no longer able to speak, but he managed to catch me. When I eventually came to he looked like his world was crashing into pieces. I have tried my best to act like I was not afraid that I was going to die and I have not told him that I lost my central vision… He somehow got us to the car and off we went through the whole St Petersburg into a private hospital.
When we got there I have tried to explain what was going on, but few doctors know what adrenal crisis is, even in Canada. They acted very quickly, but unfortunately gave me Dexamethasone, not the standard 100mg of IV or IM Cortisol as I have told them (I know, no doctor likes to be told what to do….) so my blood pressure kept falling and they could not stabilize it and got scared so they have transferred me to a regular Russian hospital…. Well, that was something. From a top-notch, five-star hotel like hospital to an old school socialist Russian one. When they have asked me to give a urine sample and I walked into the washroom the only reason I did not faint was because I just could not imagine falling to that floor, I also walked right out…
But one thing about the Russian hospital that was incredible was the doctors. They knew immediately what to do. 100mg of cortisol intra muscularly, my blood pressure went to 100/60 and I knew I was fine. In a few hours of monitoring I was transferred, along with discharge instructions, back to the private hospital.
Craaaaaazy day… It made me so scared for a few days because I do not think it should have happened. I could have died. What would my poor husband do? Left alone with our son? Hopefully the paranoia will go away soon because it is not a comfortable feeling that it can happen again….