A Journey Through Celiac Dis-ease
Published by Jane Taylor Hardy at Smashwords
Copyright 2011 Jane Taylor Hardy
Journey Through Hell
Six years ago I was in graduate school attending classes when I began to feel extremely ill. I walked out of the school and promptly dropped my $300.00 Palm Pilot on the ground, shattering it. I drove myself to Harmony Hospital’s emergency room and fainted. The doctors took my blood and did their standard examinations. They found nothing wrong. My boyfriend at the time (who had driven there to meet me) told them of my extremely busy schedule and so they told me to de-stress my life as much as possible which I did.
In the meantime, my father heard I was in the Emergency Room and he told me that he wanted to send me to his neurologist, Dr. Bob Chides, at a neurological center in Salt Lake City, Utah. I went in to see Dr. Chides and upon hearing my symptoms he scheduled me for an M.R.I. He came back with the M.R.I. and said that it had a spot on it that was indicative of Multiple Sclerosis. He said that that fact, accompanied with my symptoms made it very probable that I had M.S. He said that he would next need to do a spinal tap, and if that was positive he was starting me immediately on medication for M.S.
I was in shock and left his office in tears. Stunned, I called and informed my family. I was a single mother at the time, in graduate school and under a tremendous amount of pressure. I couldn’t believe what was happening to me. I scheduled an appointment with my regular family physician, Dr. Joseph Pitkin. I reported to him what Dr. Chides had said and he said, “I don’t believe him. I have known you for a long time and I have seen no indication of M.S. I want to send you to the top neurologist in the state.” He then told me to contact Dr. Lenny Sumner and make an appointment. I did. The waiting list was nearly four months long to get in to see him.