Take a look at the story of my friend Chanelle, a darling and daring Cushie survivor. I admire her so much for her courage, positivity, wisdom and fighting spirit. This girl has *moxie*; so much, in fact, that it will take several posts to tell her beautiful story.
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| late 2006 |
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| 9-20-07 (1st pit surgery) |
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| Early 2009 |
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| September 2010 |
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| November 2010 |
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| January 2011 |
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| November 2011 |
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| February 2012 |
Early 2006 - I was a happy, healthy 16-year-old cheerleader at my high school. I made great grades, had tons of friends and had just won Wildcat Idol, a singing competition at my high school. I enjoyed writing poetry and even won a contest for an essay I had submitted, also, for my school. I was in chorus and advanced academic classes and just loved being involved in activities like a normal teenager would. Overall, I had a pretty busy and fun life with my major problems being remembering to study for tests and what outfit I would wear.
Towards the end of the year, though, I started
noticing that my clothes were getting a little tighter and by the holidays, my
dad and close friends were commenting that my face looked different and that I
looked like I had put on weight. Now, since I have danced since the age of two
and had the typical "dancer body" all my life, I was shocked to hear
anyone say I looked different. I could always eat whatever I wanted and never
gained weight, so that was devastating. I soon found myself putting away
my normal jeans and wearing simple t-shirts and my mom's old pants to school. I
soon had to stop cheering since I had zero energy. School was no longer fun
since I had no desire to put effort into my appearance or socialize.
On top of my ever-changing looks, school and learning, which I always found
enjoyable, were becoming impossible. I found myself up at all hours of the
night with insomnia, struggling to write essays that I would usually complete
in an hour or two. Needless to say, 2006 was not a good year for me. To add
insult to injury, both of my grandmas passed away, a great aunt of mine died
and one of my old pastors also passed within months of each other, leaving us
to take in two of my cousins who lived with my grandmother on my mom's side.
So, within a year, my looks, my health and my life changed and I thought my
life was falling apart.
By 2007- I knew that
things were terribly wrong. I was struggling to just make it through each day
with my depression, insomnia and myriad of strange symptoms. I started keeping
a log on MS Word of all the things that would happen to me every day: new
stretch marks, sudden outbreaks of acne, tiredness, rashes, hair falling out,
etc. I kept that log with the hopes that my doctors could see a pattern and
hopefully fix me. At this point, I was also seeing a psychologist, a
psychiatrist and my primary care physician who were keeping me on
anti-depressants, acne medications and other things to try and repair my
quality of life. (Of course, as we know, Cushing's can't be cured with pills
and creams... but I had yet to discover my disease).
So I carried on with my treatments and my
miserable life. I would simply go to school, come home, take a two hour nap
from exhaustion and then be up all night until the next day of school, every
day, getting a little heavier and more depressed. That was
my existence for months.
Mid-2007- By this time,
I had gotten so tired of people not recognizing me (since I had gained about 30
pounds) and went to my primary care physician who literally told me she had no
clue what was wrong with me, so she would refer me to a specialist (and her
mentor), a pediatric endocrinologist. So I went home and (by the
grace of God), I happened to turn on the TV and flip to the Discovery Health
channel where Sharmyn McGraw's episode of Mystery Diagnosis was playing. I finally saw someone who
had the same thing as me. I didn't know what it was, but when the episode was
over, I researched Cushing's disease, printed out pages of information and took it to the
appointment with the endocrinologist. Of course, when she first met me and saw
me, she knew something was wrong, too. I suggested Cushing's disease and she
thought I could be on to something: all I needed was an MRI to prove it.
After that, the rest is kind of a blur! In
August 2007, I got the MRI that showed a 6mm tumor in my pituitary. I had my
first brain surgery at John's Hopkins on September 20, 2007. I ended up getting
diabetes insipidus with my first surgery, but I felt it was worth it to take
care of my health.
I missed the first semester of senior year
with my friends because of the surgery, but it was totally worth it to finally
attack that tumor! A few months after, I started losing weight and feeling better,
so I went back to school second semester and graduated from high
school with honors in 2008. Unfortunately, I only dropped about 10 pounds, and
my weight began to creep up on the scale. I was feeling miserable again. In my
heart, I knew my Cushing's had come back.
Through the pediatric endocrinologist,
I was able to be put in a medical journal and also spent time at the NIH to be
in a Cushing's protocol where regrowth of my tumor was found. By
January 16, 2009, I was having my second brain surgery and got out of John's
Hopkins again on inauguration day (go Obama!). But sadly, after
the second surgery, I never lost a pound and none of my symptoms went
away. I knew that it was time to do something different.
By 2010, I was fed up
with being sick and started exploring my options. I was considering two
treatment options: radiation or bilateral
adrenalectomy (BLA, removing both adrenal glands). When my cortisol levels
in my UFCs were coming back greater than 1200 and 1300 with a reference range
of 16-50, I knew I had to do something extreme to fix my extreme
cyclical Cushing's. So I opted to
have BLA on April 23, 2010. It was the best
decision I ever made. From that June to December 2010, I lost 50 pounds.
By 2011, From then to now (April 2011), I've lost an additional four pounds, bringing me to my lowest weight of 129 pounds. Besides the weight loss, my skin is perfectly clear, my hair has grown back, and my stretch marks continue to fade. I have enough energy to have a part time job while going to school. I don't need to take two hour naps each day. Of course, I take hydrocortisone and other drugs to regulate my hormones, but I do it happily knowing that the alternative is pure hell.
By 2011, From then to now (April 2011), I've lost an additional four pounds, bringing me to my lowest weight of 129 pounds. Besides the weight loss, my skin is perfectly clear, my hair has grown back, and my stretch marks continue to fade. I have enough energy to have a part time job while going to school. I don't need to take two hour naps each day. Of course, I take hydrocortisone and other drugs to regulate my hormones, but I do it happily knowing that the alternative is pure hell.
Although I wouldn't with Cushing's on my worst
enemy, going through this journey from 2006 to now has changed me and given me
opportunities that I would have never dreamed of. I was even featured in my
local paper! It has also helped me
realize that I want to go into the medical field and that I can do anything I
set my mind to. Friends call me their hero, and that is an amazing
feeling!
So for all of that, I have to thank Dr.
Lorelle Bradley (former primary care physician), Dr. Catherine Christie (first
endocrinologist), Dr.
Alfredo Quinones-Hinojosa and Dr.
George Jallo (AMAZING
neurosurgeons at John’s Hopkins), Dr. Ashish Behari (urologist), Dr. Michael
Bryan (current endocrinologist), and all the nurses and staff at John's
Hopkins, Kaiser Permanente and Washington Hospital Center for getting me where
I am today... but I also thank God for speaking to me through Sharmyn McGraw
and Mystery Diagnosis so that I would have my "aha!" moment and
basically diagnose my own condition.
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| February 2012: a birthday photo shoot. FUN. |
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1) How are you now-
what can you do now but couldn't before
I'm great right now! Since my BLA, I have gone from 184 pounds with sore joints, painful feet and almost 0 muscle strength to 129 pounds and being able to shop in the misses section of stores again! I also have enough energy to have a part-time job while also being a full-time student. I don't take naps every day because of my increased energy, my hair is looking beautiful and my stretch marks are getting lighter and lighter each year. I also enjoy time with friends and am no longer ashamed to see people for fear that they won't recognize me or comment on how different I look. I plan on working for a while to make money for school and transfer to Virginia Tech next Fall, but for now I'm just a happy, and much healthier student and employee!
I'm great right now! Since my BLA, I have gone from 184 pounds with sore joints, painful feet and almost 0 muscle strength to 129 pounds and being able to shop in the misses section of stores again! I also have enough energy to have a part-time job while also being a full-time student. I don't take naps every day because of my increased energy, my hair is looking beautiful and my stretch marks are getting lighter and lighter each year. I also enjoy time with friends and am no longer ashamed to see people for fear that they won't recognize me or comment on how different I look. I plan on working for a while to make money for school and transfer to Virginia Tech next Fall, but for now I'm just a happy, and much healthier student and employee!
2) What you hope to do
differently as deal with patients because you had Cushing's, etc.
As of now, I want to get my undergraduate
degree in nutrition (which I became very interested in while at John's Hopkins
for my first brain surgery), and I may decide to take the test to become an
R.D. afterwards.
I also dream of going into Endocrinology after
my Bachelors (and if I don't want to continue with nutrition). If I were a
doctor, I know that I would NOT give up on my patients and also, find the best
recourses for them if I couldn't figure out what was wrong with them. After
all, that is what saved me. Of course, I would have an extra level of
compassion for them, but most of all, I would encourage the ones that have been
battling Cushing's for years NOT to give up. I come across a lot of Cushies
today that want to throw in the towel and it makes me sad. If I were their doctor, I wouldn't let them
give up.
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| My friend Chanelle. I'm glad Cushing's brought us together. |
