A couple of years ago, I started experiencing chest pain, sometimes acutely, while refereeing high school soccer matches. After 6 months of EKG, heart cath and specialist testing, it was determined I had acid reflux. As my cardiac specialist put it, you are in excellent cardiac health for a 40yo but you need a stomache doc and to lose about 15-20 lbs.
About last April, shortly after being contacted by my sister which brought my CSA events closer to being recalled from suppression, I experienced an eye injury that refused to heal. At one visit to the emergency room for pain, my blood pressure was logged at 190/120. It was chalked up to the pain, which was extreme. Fairly heavy doses of painkillers were only moderately effective. Finally during a period of relative calm, I experienced excruciating headaches after which the nurse at my doctors office suggested I stop by a pharmacy to verify my blood pressure wasnít high. I tested at 190/140. I called the nurse and said I knew that was high, should I come into the doctorís office. Her reply was to stay away because she didnít want me having a stroke there. She told me to go to the ER. I got there and the intake girl took my name, asked the reason for my visit. I told her headaches, high blood pressure and the readings. That got me immediately into a nurse who took my blood pressure at 216/146 which got me hooked up to an EKG within ten minutes of my walking in the door. That speaks volumes of the state I was in. I was put on blood pressure medication and monitored for six hours. After weeks, my BP was moderately controlled but still high.
Blood tests also revealed a potential for diabetes. I was given a test meter and went to see a dietician. Further blood work was ordered. We were considering another referral to a specialist. They were going to figure out what was going on. The last year or two a guy who only came in for a broken leg and a cold that should have decked most folks over most of a decade, suddenly became a regular.
Finally, in October, my Johnson refused to stand at attention completely. About the same time, the flashbacks started. During a summer trip to an uncle that I had always remembered for the trip to the place and the weird return trip that resembled an escape from a prison camp, what I suddenly remembered was that my brother and I had been brutally raped and essentially tortured. I eventually told my wife who was supportive, overcoming an urge to run like hell and save the children. I went in to the doctor to discuss medicines and my Erectile Dysfunction. He immediately pulled up the med chart and started considering changes when I told him about the memories. He body language spoke volumes. He didnít really roll his eyes but he put down the med chart like, OK, meds have nothing to do with this and this explains a hell of a lot. My doc talked me into therapy (if your leg were broke, would you just go home, set it yourself and not seek help?) A subsequent visit at which I requested changes in my meds resulted in a referral to a psychiatrist because the doc, doing what he is ethically required to do, admitted his inexperience and lack of professional competence to deal with my mix of psych needs and meds and said he would recommend only staying the course since my vitals seem stable at this point.
My question is this, my doctors seem to feel my whole runup of medical issues is related to my recovered memories. To be fair to them, they have rule out just about everything except bubonic plague and ebola physically. Is it common and typical for PTSD to cause a run of symptoms as memories somehow simmer closer to surfacing after years of good health?
God grant me
The Serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
The Courage to change the things I can,
And the Wisdom to know the difference.