Random Thought Thread

Cap’n Smudge said:
You’re not doing TMI correctly.

Read and learn.

About ten years ago I started having a lot of gurgling in my stomach. Doctors have a fancier name for it, but it’s gurgling. Then came the urgency. Not normal urgency, this was “I’m going to shit myself right now!” urgency. So I went to the doctor and had some blood work done. “All normal” they tell me. I told my doctor, “I can assure you all is not normal.”
The frequency of “code browns” was increasing so he sent me to a GI guy. This guy does some test,including some genetic tests, and tells me I have celiac disease. I said that doesn’t seem right. What are the symptoms. He tells me he bets I get this urgency after eating pasta. I tell him no. He goes on with a few more things. None ring true. He sends me on my way.
I go back to my primary and tell him it is becoming unbearable and I have almost shit myself on a daily basis for two weeks now (this was after frequency increase). He sends me over to the lab where I have to liquid shit in a bucket and then dump the liquid into a bunch of little test tubes.
Literally anybody could look at the contents of those test tubes and their first thought would be “something’s wrong with the owner of those contents”.
No medical background necessary.
A week later the results come back. All normal.
I worked everyday. This went on for months. Had blood work done two more times. All normal.
About four to five months in, I have finally got an asscam lined up for Friday morning. I wouldn’t normally be excited for this type of procedure but I kind of was. Desperate for an answer and all.
I had blood work done again early that week. By this time, I have been losing weight steadily, my gums are receding, my hair is falling out faster than normal and I’m tired all the time (malnourished). Wednesday evening that week I started running a low grade temp. Thursday evening I actually left work early for the first time in about a decade of time at that company. I was running 103 degree temp and taking both Tylenol and advil trying to get the fever to break, to no avail. Next morning I get the asscam done. Finally a diagnosis!
My primary calls me as I’m leaving the GI’s office. He’s a little frantic sounding as he asks me where I am. I told him leaving the GI’s. He asks if I have a diagnosis. I tell him yes and ask “Why?”.
He got my blood work back and my white count was 24K. He said he would normally be checking me into the hospital but since I had a diagnosis and prescription to just get the meds started and get some rest.
It was C. Diff, or clostridium difficile.
I nearly shit myself to death.
It wasn’t fun.

I blame my work environment combined with the z-pack I took earlier that year. My work environment was nursing homes. You get C. Diff. fecal to oral.

That’s how you TMI.
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Hence your forum nickname.
 
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Cap’n Smudge said:
You’re not doing TMI correctly.

Read and learn.

About ten years ago I started having a lot of gurgling in my stomach. Doctors have a fancier name for it, but it’s gurgling. Then came the urgency. Not normal urgency, this was “I’m going to shit myself right now!” urgency. So I went to the doctor and had some blood work done. “All normal” they tell me. I told my doctor, “I can assure you all is not normal.”
The frequency of “code browns” was increasing so he sent me to a GI guy. This guy does some test,including some genetic tests, and tells me I have celiac disease. I said that doesn’t seem right. What are the symptoms. He tells me he bets I get this urgency after eating pasta. I tell him no. He goes on with a few more things. None ring true. He sends me on my way.
I go back to my primary and tell him it is becoming unbearable and I have almost shit myself on a daily basis for two weeks now (this was after frequency increase). He sends me over to the lab where I have to liquid shit in a bucket and then dump the liquid into a bunch of little test tubes.
Literally anybody could look at the contents of those test tubes and their first thought would be “something’s wrong with the owner of those contents”.
No medical background necessary.
A week later the results come back. All normal.
I worked everyday. This went on for months. Had blood work done two more times. All normal.
About four to five months in, I have finally got an asscam lined up for Friday morning. I wouldn’t normally be excited for this type of procedure but I kind of was. Desperate for an answer and all.
I had blood work done again early that week. By this time, I have been losing weight steadily, my gums are receding, my hair is falling out faster than normal and I’m tired all the time (malnourished). Wednesday evening that week I started running a low grade temp. Thursday evening I actually left work early for the first time in about a decade of time at that company. I was running 103 degree temp and taking both Tylenol and advil trying to get the fever to break, to no avail. Next morning I get the asscam done. Finally a diagnosis!
My primary calls me as I’m leaving the GI’s office. He’s a little frantic sounding as he asks me where I am. I told him leaving the GI’s. He asks if I have a diagnosis. I tell him yes and ask “Why?”.
He got my blood work back and my white count was 24K. He said he would normally be checking me into the hospital but since I had a diagnosis and prescription to just get the meds started and get some rest.
It was C. Diff, or clostridium difficile.
I nearly shit myself to death.
It wasn’t fun.

I blame my work environment combined with the z-pack I took earlier that year. My work environment was nursing homes. You get C. Diff. fecal to oral.

That’s how you TMI.
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The docs couldn’t SMELL the C.Diff from your liquid shits?
 
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