Enjoy this guest post from A Mother’s Heritage:
“Something is wrong. I just can’t do it anymore!” How many times over the years have I said this to my husband while sitting in a crumpled heap of tears. Life sucking fatigue had gripped me strongly and I didn’t understand why. To do the most mundane of tasks was becoming difficult and I was not able to be the energetic, diligent mommy that I so desired to be.
I have struggled for over 15 years with my health, beginning with the removal of my right kidney in 1999. My second born was only 6 weeks old. But, it was after the birth of my fourth child that it was apparent something was really wrong with me. I was not bouncing back from having my baby, had NO energy and depression began to creep in. Enter several years of searching and attempting many different things in hopes of feeling better. I have been to regular MDs, natural doctors, pharmacists, chiropractors, therapists, nutritionists and psychiatrists. I was diagnosed with Adrenal Fatigue Syndrome. Over the years I have done a lot of research. Medications, bloodwork, cleanses, detoxing, supplements, and herbs. I have had help from many of these things for awhile but have always ended up back in the same place.
I finally ended up on prescription medications a few years ago after another major crash following a miscarriage. The medication was a huge blessing! The deep dark whole that had been limited to my first trimester in pregnancies now was extending even between pregnancies. For a few years those medications were truly God’s gift to me as my chemicals were imbalanced within my brain. Over the last couple years though like before, I was having more and more difficulty. I tried once again to seek for answers for my unremitting fatigue and the horrible darkness that came with it. The mental fog and lethargy was debilitating. I went back into get another hormone panel done because I just couldn’t do it on my own anymore. My hormone results showed my cortisol at almost nothing in the morning when it should be at its highest. I was a mess. In fact, when I went back and talked to the pharmacist several days later I was a blubbering mess at the pharmacy counter. I could barely think straight or speak without breaking down.
The supplements he put me on did help. But over time it still wasn’t enough. I was able to do less and less, spending more time in the bed and on the couch and the feeling of being not even a part of those around me got worse and worse. I would be with my family but felt so alone inside. My brain spiraled with negative, overwhelming thoughts…Read the rest here.