Here is were I inadvertently found the "internal allergy". It is ironic that with so many doctors that in the end I stumbled over what was wrong.
My health was on its last leg literally!
My feet were being afflicted by layers and layers of dead skin in the form of calluses on my heels and the entire pads of my feet. These took me hours to sand down. The veins were abnormally close to the skin on my ankles and calves.
I was getting splotches on my skin that would not go away for months on my body that looked like venereal disease but I tested negative for all disease. My doctor prescribes steroid cream that helped stave off the inevitable.
I had rashes all the way up and down my legs. I would get winded walking up stairs like I had led feet. I had 20/20 vision I lost 10% of my eyesight nearly overnight. I had to see an Optometrist and get prescription glasses.
My head was a mess, my brain was misfiring and I was easily brought to anger and even "rants" that I seemed incapable of not falling into.
I drove everyone who loved me away.
Although getting off the hydrocodone, mostly the Tylenol which was at toxic levels, this was an improvement but the disease was progressing faster then I was able to keep up with.
There was not only one thing wrong. There was at least three or four.
The Dr's attended to all of them but one.
The stomach surgery alone saved my life.
I am now disabled. The words ring back from the physical therapy trainer that said maybe you will never be able to get past the pain and have to just live with it. She said think about a rack of spare ribs. Try and stretch them and rip them apart and it is nearly impossible. My muscles were all tight and giving me horrible cramps in the morning right when I would first open my eyes. At that time a whole team of Dr's were trying to figure out what was my problem.
My disability pays for just about any major medical need other than dental.
I had a dead tooth. I mentioned it to nearly all of my doctors and they wrote it down but never said anything about it.
Here is were I get to the whole crux of why I am writing this seemingly overly personal story. (it feels that way to me)
Had medical and dental been a one stop shop I might not have lost 10% of my eyesight.
I noticed I had a discolored tooth next to my left front tooth.
The only dental coverage I had was extractions. The tooth did not even hurt or bother me. I was terrified about the tooth somehow just falling out and me being left with a hole there.
I never really seriously thought this tooth could be my "internal allergy"...
It was mostly to me a cosmetic concern because it did not hurt and was not even sore.
Just a slight darkness visible in the core of the tiny tooth.
I live in a modest income so I had to call a dental insurance company and pay my insurance out of pocket. I had to pay them a year before I could even have the root canal done. None of my doctors even suggested me seeing a dentist they just sent me to other doctors who fixed the symptoms and not the disease itself.
It was the decay in the tooth that was hitting my blood stream causing the rashes, dead skin, fevers and anxiety and eating the vitamin D and other nutrients out of my blood.
So I was over eating to compensate for being robbed of nutrition.
I waited a year I was almost literally dead. Being caught in it you just die without realizing why. I thought I was going to the dentist just to get a a root canal.
I first went to a regular dentist clinic, they sent me to an Endodontic dentist.
The dentist seem genuinely concerned about this tooth which actually surprised me. Once again honestly, this is not against my doctors the helped me too.
I am writing this so you will know the deep divide that lies between the medical and dental professions. I am here to say you can die if you do not realize this divide and do something about it.
If you don't have a discolored tooth then you are probably fine.
So the dentist drilled into my tooth.
The most vile and dark substance oozed out of my tooth. (gross, I know, sorry.)
My dentist went into his office and started dictating on the phone as if my case was quite unusual at the extent of the infection.
Like it kind a shocked him, almost supernatural ooze the dark demonic possessed tooth!
It turned out the tooth had done extensive damage to the bone above it.
The bone was nearly disintegrated and completely infected.
The link between vitamin D and my backache became evident.
He let my tooth drain for nearly 15 minutes then he shot antibiotics up into the bone cavity then put a temporary filling in the tooth.
No Novocaine was required because the tooth was already dead. The tooth had been dead for six years that I could remember and no telling if it was ever truly a healthy tooth.
I thanked the dentist and left his office. It was an hour walk to get to the dentist's office and I had to walk back home.
I got about three blocks away from his office and the first thing I noticed was my head itself. Like a veil had been lifted from it. I knew then something was radically changed. My brain was clear...
The second thing I noticed were my legs. Like a weight had been removed and they were easier to use. So the thing plaguing my muscles was now revealed. I found out what was "eating the vitamin D" in my body.
The cramps, anger fits and loss of personal stamina.
Had I not become strong in my youth I would never have sustained this huge trauma to my entire body.
The drama is not over yet, this tooth is still in my head.
Every three months he takes out the temporary filling, drains the tooth then packs the tooth roots and all the way up into the bone with paper type stuff and antibiotics.
So instead of a pouch of toxins I have a pouch of antibiotics up there. If this does not work he may need to cut the gums above the root of the tooth and put antibiotics in that way too.
I feel a serenity that I have not felt in years. My back still hurts but more like the levels like when I was a young child.
This is a plea to the US congress to break the divide between the medical and dental and there should only be one insurance that fits all...
Honest and gracious thanks to the many doctors that made this post possible and thanks to those who have read this and maybe take away something to think about.