Dawn of a new Era

Most people would be surprised to know that there are certain things that medical professionals never take into account when they service the emended daily flow of Emergency room patients. Allergies for example are usually cut and dry against a single component and carry a decent patient history with them.

In the beginning of my journey into the land of handicap parking I had no history of such things. At 22 I found myself with a mysterious nagging gastrointestinal problem which was the first real thing in me to go south. Next came cognitive changes and sleep disruptions. Eventually I began getting tremor in my right arm and finally developed serious extrapyriamdal symptoms. Each problem got addressed seperatly. Psychiatrists were happy to label me and prescribe a free medication that was being tested in the open market. As for my gastrointestinal problems I was told it was acid reflux a simple matter to treat. Only a few hints remained unnoticed such as the tremor.

Yet wih my easily discountable problems this is exactly where no one considered that I carried a extreme and rare allergy. Each and every medication I was given contained nueroleptic qualities. So suddenly my bad health culminated this year in March with a stroke and hospital stay. Turns out my gastrointestinal problem was gallbladder disease and my new tremor belonged to a Extrapyramidal disease. My allergy to Nueroleptics required me to use Cogentin unt the Malignant Syndrome wore off.

Most research texts I can find say that Dystonia reactions to drugs disappear with the removal of that substance. This is not the case with myself however. It seems my genetic background is riddled with inherited abnormalities including a rare form of hereditary Dystonia and a familial Parkinson's Disease. By treating me with there limited knowledge of my condition I now have developed into a disease that wouldn't have affected me until I was fifty years old.

If this was Star Trek in any century Dr. McCoy would give me a magic pill or Dr. Crusher would resequence it out of my DNA. So for now indulge me with my fantasy of a better tommorow as I deal with disability in the today.