Hi Lyna, yes Viv, I am here. I started to go to bed about 5-6 hours ago and I'm still posting. How could I not help Lyna when I know how awful she feels? Viv got some of it right - actually, my loving sister, you did a good job. I'll fill in. LOL I was sweating constantly for about 10 years, Lyna, and it was terrible. I felt like Darren on 'Bewitched' when Endora made it rain just on him. I was in agony. My doc told me one day that the night sweats could be menopause, but the days had to have another source; they don't call them flashes for noting. I always looked like I'd just gotten out of the shower and had my clothes on.
I don't know why it hadn't occurred to one of us before, but I looked it up and it was from fibro. I used to blame what we couldn't figure out on stress. Now I say fibro, and I've not been wrong. It's a nasty syndrome that does so many things that take a long time to realize that's the cause. Unfortunately, knowing it's the cause of most things does not bring me any closer to treatment because I can have no treatment of almost any kind.
Almost 4 yers ago I had an almost fatal reaction to a drug. There are only 7 meds I know of that I can take. But that one caused me to go into black-outs. I would tell my doctor that something was wrong w/ my mind, but I couldn't tell what. Of course I couldn't. I was blacked out. I did some interesting things, I must admit - like opening an account on walmart.com and ordering 25 pairs of undies.
I also came up w/ anecdotal proof that Jim was right and everybody else wrong. I do not have bipolar anything. I bought some stuff on QVC. All things I neeeded, w/in my usual price range, and paid off at the end of the month. If I was bipolar, odds are i'd ust have kept buying - whatever was in sight. When my mind finaly returned after 3 weeks, it hit me that my car insurance wasn't paid and I has no insurance. I called my agent and she said it was paid. I asked her when, and it was about 10 days early. Because of one med a doctor gave me for no reason other than cruelty and to show me who ws boss. Because of that drug I sold my car since driving would not be safe. And I knew as soon as I got home that if the man who brought me home didn't have good reflexes I'd have gone down head first but on my back. I've tried the steps a few times, but my hand is not strong enough to hold the banister. I put up my arm to stop the fall and took off a layer of skin. Can't tell y'all how I feel about doctors. Actually I can. Shakespeare said 'first kill all the lawyers'. Change that to doctors and we'd all probably be better off. I've had a lot of surgery in my life and a lot of other serious problems. I realized in the last few days that everything wrong w/ me was eithr caused by a doctor or made much worse by one. A lot of what is going on w/ doctors right now is that Medicare has cut what they get paid and other insurance companies followed. They don't make the millions they did in the past, and patients are only a step to money coming in.
I finally went into a major black-out and stopped eating or drinking. I was about 12 hours from death because my kidneys were shutting down. Unfortunately, the attending in the hospital ignored everything Jim told him and he brought me to the edge of death a number of times. Jim said no med not needed to keep me alive. I needed rehydration and an antibiotic. The doctor gave me over 30 meds, tho I've not gotten up the strength to read the records, and I was totally blacked out because they were keeping my mind away w/ the drugs. I'd never been in a hospital w/o keeping close watch on what was being done, what each med was for, etc. But my mind was gone. Still, I was apparnetly talking and occasionally making sense.
The repercussions took away any reason I have to live. Yet I'm still here. As of two days ago I've a couple of suggestions for you. All of those meds did a great deal of brain damage, gave me a heart condition, and after I was home for awhile I realized those bastards gave me an overactive bladder to go along w/ chronic diarrhea. I should add that I've a number of physical problems and have been on SSD for ten or twelve years. The overactive bladder turned out to be the best thing that could have happned to me. I am now totally homebound because of a huge number of meds for things I never had. I asked Jim why they were trying to kill me. In 33 years he never lied to me. He said it probably didn't start out that way, but it was obvious that was precisely what was going on after a few days. Some portion of my mind that I've yet to meet kept refusing meds when I was w/in a few hours of death. They gave them back. Anyway, I am truly leaving out the repercussions. As I said, I ended up w/ a number of problems I'd not had before. And Jim was trying to take away all my meds except the ones I needed to live, and he even cut those. He was afraid my mind would fail again. When I found out about the walmart account I put 2+2 and actually got 4. I asked the woman when I did that. She said toward the end of March of '08. Then I called my pharmacist and asked when I started that damned drug. He said the beginning of March of '08. I told Jim the only drug in 33 years that I reacted to and you didn't say flush 'em, and it was one that would have killed me. It did end my life.
The OAB thing came to light before I found out it was the drug he kept begging me to try - even if I cracked it w/ a hammer and took a crumb. I told him I was already in agony, that walking icy hospital floors w/ all of the conditions in my feet was a nightmare, and I was urinating every 15-30 minutes 24/7. I told him if he didn't let me try the meds, he'd be burying me because I couldn't stand it anymore. I can barely walk, but I do have a walker that helps get me their more quickly. Still, who wants to live that way. So he ordered the OAB med. The next time he called (he set aside an hour a week to call me)I told him I wanted his promise that no matter what happened to my bladder, he would not take away that med. He asked what was going on. I said I was dry. The OAB med took away the sweats. Now when I'm sweating, it's hot, and I'm damned glad for a/c. The med I'm talking about is Detrol, tho they all have similar side effects.
That reminds me, somebody from a post above this one asked about putting an article or a URL or something. As long as you're not putting them on dozens of boards w/ a clear intention to sell anything, you are more than welcome to put in a link.
For the last few months I've had yeast infections, but not where you expect them. My family is crazier than I thought. I just remembered, my mom had open heart surgery which went perfectly. She was in the hospital for 6 months because she had a bunch of odd symptoms nobody could identify. She had a yeast infection in her kidney.
Anyway, the old doc, the new doc and the pharmacist all told me to put - can't think of the name of it, but it's the most used med for yeast infections. My body doesn't care how anything gets in, and after two days w/ the meds on the various spots hed horrendous diarrhea (which was also caused by about 150 different meds in those 33 years). The weather got a bit cooler for a day or two and the pain eased. Two days ago it came back. I had a brilliant idea. Since none of the yeast is anywhere by on areas of my body that would be dry if not for the sweating. So I decided to experiment. My deodorant/anti-persprent is free of frangrance and the other goop they put in it. I tried two places (sorry guys, but this could help other women - and guys can also et years). I put it under on breast and on a small area of my stomach. I woke w/ NO yeast. It's coming and going now, but w/ my new found 'treatmetnt' that doesn't cause other problems, I was excited (now y'all know how boring my life is). Jim (the retired doc) called the other day. He promised me that he was giving up the practice of medicine but not his friends,so he'd give me the number and I could call him as often as I wanted to. While we were talking, I told him about my experiment, and he asked what he always asked when I played around w/ symptoms: Did it work? I said YES! I asked if there were any problems if I put it only on normally dry areas of my body.
Lyna, I have one word of caution for you. My foot doctor gave me some kind of anti-sweat stuff. I read the bottle and asked him w/ the long list of where it couldn't be used, I wondered where it COULD be used. He read it and put it back on the shelf. I never looked, but I'm guessing it was for something in the feet.
The new doctor makes only housecalls. Jim made dozens of calls because I have a med I take for an off-label reason that no doctors believe, he called dozens of doctors. And this was the only one who said he'd give me my med. Then he said he wouldn't give it to me. I asked him if he sold body bags on the sly.
I lost any sense of time from that med Jim kept begging me to try. Whether it would have come back w/o all those other drugs is anybody's guess. I thought we argued over that med for a month. It was 7 months. When I saw that the royal couple (isn't she gorgeous?) were married 14 months, I sat here and cried for a couple of hours. If anybody had asked, I'd have said in the last few weeks. I'll think I've been typing for 20 minutes and it's been over 2 hours.
Anyway, the new doc cut the meds in half. I may live and I may not, but Jim told me what he went thru to find anyone to agree, and I wouldn't be calling as a doc. I've been trying to cut it and have made some progress, but I don't know if I can live on less than half of what I took for years. Meanwhile the new doc said he also promised not to take my Detrol away, and that he'd be glad to sign up for the NJ Compassionate use marijuana law if they ever implement it. It was actually law just over two years ago. The incoming governor said he'd never sign, but the old one did w/ one foot out the door. And the new guy has been finding ways to put it off since then. I asked the new guy to please keep copious notes on the spasms in my whole body but worsr in my back. And he listened. I've seen him twice and he felt around my back both times. As soon as he touched the worst part I almost screamed.
Sorry that was so long, but I wanted to give you background on sweats, and trying to deal w/ them. I hope that I helped someone.
Take such good care,
Sylvia
p.s. for those who don't know, I often can't keep my eyes open long enough to proof, and I've been making typos. Please forgive?
'I didn't have time to write a short [post].' Mark Twain wrote that one for me. LOL
'Wisdom is knowing when you can't be wise.'
'Life is what's happening while we are busy making other plans.'
NOTE: I can't imagine anyone is surprised that distracted driving has overtaken drunk driving as the number one cause of death on the road. Please, y'all, keep your eyes sharp when you drive. The guy in the next car could be on a computer in the dash board (whoever dreamed that up should have to watch autopsies), while the one behind you is texting. It's important to be aware of those around you. The kid who ended my second to last life was in a huge SUV and on the telephone.
I am not a medical practitioner. I speak only from personal experience. Please do not interpret anything I say as medical advice.
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... I have been on SO many anti-depressants in only the past 2 years. Every single one makes me sweat, and I'm not taking about a small amount - I'm talking in buckets! Even now, I'm just sitting here and sweat is coming out of my pores. It's disgusting!
