Medicine

Blog: Forced Back To The Start

A couple of days back I posted an update on myself & that things that I’ve been dealing with lately on my social platforms. I got a lot of interaction on those posts, specifically from folks who were curious about what specifically it was that I was feeling & dealing with. I gave those that reached out a bit more insight into the afflictions I’ve been dealing with, but I wanted to dive into them further here seeing as I can get more in-depth & really lay out a full timeline of events as they happened & where we are now.

If you’re someone who is unfamiliar with the process around medication for mental health, there is often a lot of trial & error before you find the proper medication for you. The thing that really sucks about that is that sometimes that process can take years. Additionally, sometimes the drug you’ve been on for a long period of time can suddenly take a turn & make you sicker than if you hadn’t been on any medication at all. The latter is basically what has been happening to me & the road I’ve been traveling for the last couple of years.

I was diagnosed with ADHD about five years ago now. It was something that I’d gone all my life without getting a diagnosis for & when I finally went in & got tested, we found that I was in the 87th percentile of those who have it. That’s pretty high up on the list, I feel. With this newly uncovered affliction, we then started trying different medications to try & ease the symptoms of my neurodivergence.

The first route I took was a non-stimulant called Strattera. I had previously been put on a round of immediate release Adderall by a psychologist that suspected I had ADHD, but never went through & put me through the testing. Well, that’s not entirely true. We tried to do the testing one afternoon, but the system crashed & she never had me try & retake the test. The problem with Adderall came with my lack there of, it gave me horrible mood swings & withdrawal symptoms. Any time I’d go without doses for extended periods of time I would essentially crash out for weeks at a time. So, when my formal diagnosis came in I had decided to go the non-stimulant route, because I was afraid of similar things happening.

Strattera ended up being even worse for me than Adderall. When I came home for one of the holidays while on the drug my mother described me as having had all of the joy & life sucked out of me. In addition to the depressive drain, it also didn’t make me feel good physically, so the trial of Strattera was short lived.

After Strattera we quickly abandoned my desires to stay off a stimulant & moved onto Ritalin. I was really great on Ritalin for a time; it helped my focus, brought my energy levels up, helped with my productivity, until it started to shift. It began to give me headaches & made everything taste & smell like iron. This made me immediately thing that I was having some form of micro vascular ruptures happening within my nose & mouth as the taste & smell was not entirely dissimilar from that of blood. So we shifted away from Ritalin as well.

The next attempt worked for a very long time, 2-3 years to be exact! That was Vyvanse. I loved Vyvanse, no lie. Vyvanse worked wonders for me. It helped me get things done, gave me energy, & didn’t seem to have any adverse side effects, at least not until about a year & a half ago.

I think I wrote on it in a blog that I now can’t find, but in the late autumn of 2024 I began to have very bad stomach issues. I’d be nauseous for days to the point where I was barely eating & what I was eating was bland or ultra health. I consumed a lot of fermented foods; kombucha, miso, kimchi, etc.. The ailment got so bad that I went to several urgent cares & even a gastroenterologist, but we never ended up finding the culprit for my problem.

I initially thought that the problem was the US food system as any time I would go abroad my symptoms would magically disappear & I could eat whatever. My other thought was that it was stress related with the 2024 election concluding the way it did & the rise of fascism in the US. Honestly, still haven’t fully ruled out either of these options as contributors. And so it went. For the last year & a half, off & on I’ve had this stomach problem that comes & goes & that we never found a solution for despite many visits to the doctor. Then it clicked for me.

Majority of the time when I go abroad I don’t take my Vyvanse. It’s illegal in a lot of the countries around the world as a controlled substance & if it’s not outright banned, you have to get clearance to bring it in through the government months in advance. It’s honestly a major hassle & something that will spring up again when we reach a more recent portion of this story.

I don’t know when exactly the dots connected in my mind that my Vyvanse was the thing that was making me sick, but it must have been around early May after having returned home from Malaysia & Singapore where I hadn’t taken the drug with me. I then expressed to my current psych that I had this concern, but told her that I planned to stay on it for the time being. I then took about a month & a half off of the medication entirely cold turkey.

Did I feel better? Yes. But to be real, the cost of that trial was pretty steep. My productivity ground to a near complete stop & the executive dysfunction aspect of my ADHD took ahold of the wheel entirely. You may notice how the entirety of June only features a singular blog. There were a handful of days where I couldn’t even get out of bed.

In addition to the executive dysfunction my body went in search of other quick dopamine hits, most of which I am still trying to detach myself from. Sugar, carbs, doom scrolling, all of it became all consuming to me. Working out became hopelessly hard for me. I was slacking in my workouts because I neither had the energy to get through them, nor the desire. I had to drop down drastically in the weights I was lifting as well as my ability to do cardio.

After about a month & a half, I decided enough was enough & that it was time to try again. The nausea was near immediate. The first day back on Vyvanse it tricked in a little bit, but was what I expected after taking a medication again for the first time after essentially weening off of it. The second day it was much worse, to the point where I actually felt so sick that I threw up. I continued on with the trial, despite my issues, for around a week or two after that just to make sure I wasn’t just dealing with the side effects of a ‘new’ drug interacting with my system. After that I concluded that the Vyvanse must be the culprit for it.

The type of nausea that I feel from it is a little hard to describe, but with a bit more distance from it now, I feel actually leans more into the lane of vertigo than it does outright nausea. The symptoms aren't overly physical, most of the time I don’t feel like I’m on the verge of throwing up & antacids, anti-nausea meds, & other relief medications & tinctures don’t seem to have any affect on the feeling. It feels mostly mental, like it’s living in my brain. It’s lightheadedness & vertigo when I turn my head. It’s more of a motion sick feeling than an illness I would say. Either way, it wasn’t something I found that I could live with so I went back to my doctor.

She agreed that we should try something else & immediately ordered me two things. The first was a very low dose script of Focalin which I could take & step up in as I saw fit til I got to a dose that I felt was right for my needs. The second thing that she ordered was a genetic cheek swab that takes your DNA markers & shows you what mental health medications are more likely, less likely, & not likely at all to metabolize well & have not be riddled with side effects.

The Focalin seemed to be doing great. I took the smallest dosage possible for around a week & a half before I double up. Once I doubled up all of my symptoms immediately returned, the nausea came flooding back in. So, I went back down to the lowest dose once more to see if more adjustment was needed. Even on the lowest dosage, my nausea came through swinging, so I once again booked an appointment to talk it out & try something new.

That appointment was yesterday, during which time we went over my cheek swab results & laid out all of the options for me to try & help ease life for me as someone with ADHD living in a very nuerotypically angled society. This is where the travel issue once again came in.

Since I travel abroad so often & since a lot of the places that I travel to are very hot climates, it greatly limits the angles at which we can come at altering my ADHD. SSRIs, SNRIs, & the like all have very lengthy onboarding & off boarding processes. They also make you much less heat tolerant & make it so you are much more likely to run into heat related problems such as heat stroke. This basically knocks out most of the non-stimulant treatment options for me.

On the other side of that coin, we have tried a lot of the main stimulant options on the market for me, many of which are variants or derivatives of one another. According to my cheek results, the two drugs that should work best for me in the stimulant family are Focalin & Ritalin, though there are no available genetic markets for Adderall, Vyvanse, or, what we ended up trying, Dexedrine.

So we’re honestly a bit stumped. If the Dexedrine doesn’t end up working then our options are basically returning to the other & trying to come at them from different points of administration. This could be the new form of Ritalin that is taken at night & releases much slower than the extended release does. It could also mean trying a topical version of on of these medications like a patch. We aren’t quite sure, but we’re back to the beginning of trial & error once again & in the meantime I’m back to living in the world of rampant untreated ADHD that does everything it can to sniff out quick dopamine fixes & sink me into executive dysfunction.

Naturally, I really hope this is resolved soon. I hope we come up with a solution that works wonderfully & allows me to get back to a place of productivity & growth instead of feeling like I’m stuck buffering for days or weeks on end. I’ll do my best to keep you all posted along the way as well!

As always, much love to you all,

-C

Blog: I’m Neurodivergent & You Can Too!

Yesterday I received confirmation in the form a diagnosis for something that I’ve been fairly certain of for a while now. I truly hope this wasn’t something that I manifested into my life by believing it to be true, nor do I think it defines me, but it is what it is. No, I’m not dying, no, it’s not a physical ailment. In terms of physicality, with the exception of a hyperactive allergic response system, my body is a-okay! Yesterday, after several months of formal testing, interviews, & the like, I was diagnosed with ADHD.

At first I was over the moon about this information, I finally had factual evidence to back up the thing that I have a strong feeling was there all along. It felt a tad like an “I told you so” moment, where I got to sit back & show the truth to those who had doubted me for years & years, including those in the medical field. I wanted to email or call up everyone that denied me & show them the extent of how wrong they were (I scored an 87/100, the threshold for ADHD being 65), but that’s just being spiteful. Then that feeling began to shift. You see, in addition to my newly minted neuro-divergence I was also diagnosed with consistent moderate depression, but we already knew that didn’t we? (See the plethora of blogs I’ve written in regards to mental health.) However, depression does this lovely little thing where it likes to seep into everything you do, for the most part I’ve gotten pretty good at blocking it out, but last night was different.

As it began to permeate my thoughts I began to think about my past, to think about all of the years I asked psychologists or therapists if I could get formally tested & they denied me. All of the sudden all of the symptoms in my life that I had jokingly brushed off as a part of my assumed ADHD became very real & cemented themselves as fact, not just a feeling I had. I suddenly found myself starring into a valley of grief & regret that I could not for the life of me escape.

I thought about school, how it could have been different if I’d been diagnosed &/or treated. I thought about my career & all of the times I knew I should have been doing things but could not for the life of me bring myself to do them, sometimes these blogs included. When it comes to ADHD it all boils down to one thing, following the dopamine.

So why wasn’t this caught earlier? Why did it take me til the 2nd half of my 29th year to uncover a truth I’d always known? That boils down to masking.

In addition to the ADHD, depression, schizophrenia, anxiety, bipolar, etc. panel they also had me do an IQ test. Much to my ego’s delight, I scored in the “highly intelligent” section which is a lot of the reason my neurological nature went unnoticed. People who are different, those of us who grew up queer, depressed, social awkward, have attention variability dysfunctions, etc. learn to mask. We learn to camouflage our differences because we feel it either helps us to fit into society better or we don’t want to burden people with having to cater a response unique to each of us. My intellect got in the way of a lot of my symptoms because I overcompensated for my differences or didn’t voice my struggled or misunderstandings. I also lacked the physical hyperactivity of the traditionally stereotypical ADHD kid so I guess I can’t blame those in my childhood for not noticing.

All of this led to my grief; I mourned for the “could have been, would have beens” even though they may never existed anyway. I went through the spectrum of emotions until I could process them no longer & my brain felt fried. I called my parents & my mother reminded me that lingering on the past is a lost cause, what’s written is done & moving forward into brighter things is the only option.

I have begun believing more & more in divine timing. I think successful relationships happen only when we’ve put in the time & the work to be ready for them. I think advances in career do the same thing, so maybe there was a reason I wasn’t meant to have confirmation of this information until now. Maybe it’s a reason that I have yet to see or understand but in hindsight will appear perfect. I don’t know. All I know is that’s what I’m choosing to believe, I’m choosing to create a new start going forward further understanding who I am as a person & what makes me tick under the hood.

Far be it from me to think ADHD is a death sentence or like there’s something wrong with me, I actually think down the line we will all progress towards neurodivergent brains especially as technology advances & our focus continues to divide. I think it’s a natural part of our evolution, society just hasn’t caught up yet which then sends those of us who think differently spiraling into depression as we fail time & time again to fit in.

If you have a feeling about yourself please don’t hesitate to consult someone about it, especially if it’s medical. Be firm & insistent on getting the testing & treatment you need but also be aware your thoughts have power to them. Sometimes the things we dread become us but other times they were already there. This diagnosis does not define me, it doesn’t change who I am as a person, it just gives me more context into navigating the world going forward & for that I am grateful.

I love you all dearly, know that I see you & value you as a human being. Keep pushing on & remember to be kind to one another & yourself.

-C

Blog: Vocal Cord Dysfunction

Hi all,

How are we doing?! I hope you’re doing well, I hope you haven’t missed me too much but I wanted to take the opportunity in this Friday blog to fill in some of the gaps of my absence the last couple of months. I’m going to do my best to jump right into this & not keep it too long winded but I also I know I can get carried away when it comes to blogging from time to time. Let’s get into it.

As a lot of you who follow me may have noticed I’ve been pretty scarce, vocally, over the last few months. While everyone else has been doing Instagram/Facebook Live sessions I have been fairly quiet. There is a reason for that. First, let me rewind a bit before I give away my prognosis…if we’re not counting the way I have in the title.

Back in the Fall of 2019 I began to have shortness of breath, mostly brought on by exercise & I assumed I was developing asthma. From there the shortness of breath began to develop into constant phlegm sitting on my vocal cord which I have to quite loudly adjust to get to go away. These symptoms developed further til about early April when my shortness of breath was getting so bad I could barely breathe sitting on the couch. Naturally, giving the climate of the world, I assumed it was COVID-19, thankfully it wasn’t.

I sought the assistance of a doctor who, while unable to see me in person to properly diagnose me, added me to some asthma medication to give them a try. I was on these for about a month before I was finally able to go & see a pulmonologist. We did a series of breathing tests before she came to the conclusion that I don’t have asthma at all, in fact what I’ve been suffering from is a combination of several things; Vocal Cord Dysfunction, Silent Reflux, & Severe Allergies.

What is vocal cord dysfunction you ask? Well, I’ll tell you. Vocal cord dysfunction (VCD) is when you inspire (breathe in) & your vocal folds clinch up restricting the flow of air into your lungs instead of remaining neutral & wide open to let the air in properly. What causes it? In short, fear. Not like physical fear of the dark or whatever but fear of damage. You see your vocal folds, in addition to phonation, are in place to prevent debris from entering the lungs. In my case I have “debris” coming from two places: my stomach (silent reflux) & my nasal passage (severe allergies.) My vocal cords have grown so accustomed to being a secondary epiglottis for me that I now find myself in a position of completely having to retrain my vocal cords.

Did you catch what I said there? I have to retrain my vocal cords. Completely. I first must retrain them that it’s okay to stay open when inspiring, which I’m in physical therapy for. I also have to find the root of the assailants in my body & treat that. So I’ve been taking medical grade antacids, I’ve gone & done an allergy panel to pin point exactly what’s causing them (the answer being mold & dust mostly) & I’ll soon need to start therapy to lighten my allergies.

In addition to having to relearn how to breathe naturally, I’m having to retrain my vocal cords to sing, hence my absence. If I’m being honest I’ve been fairly self conscious of my current voice, it’s not anywhere near where I feel I should be. It’s also very frustrating because I feel all of this is halting or even back peddling my music career. I haven’t gone live or posted singing videos because, in my current state, I do not feel comfortable doing so. I’m embarrassed of the voice I have right now.

I know that is in part psychological, I’m doing the work there as well, but it’s a road block I’m still doing my best daily to find my way around. I’ll get there, I swear. At any rate I hope you found this informative & not too medical or scientific, I tried to keep it relatable & easy to digest. I just wanted to fill you all in & let you know the path I’ve been down the last few months. I’m so thankful for your continued support & hope to be back singing for you all very soon!

Much Love,

Charlie