Hello, my name is Kyle. I posted two years ago (or so) on this website. Things haven’t been good. I’m homeless now, most days I try and close my eyes and pretend none of this is happening.
It started with a neck whiplash incident. That was July 2022. It’s been hard, I’ve lost my friends, family, job, housing. I am barked at constantly by homeless shelter staff, and have to hide away with white noise from the other homeless individuals who are rowdy. As I have Asperger’s this is all a lot.
The eagles syndrome and sleep deprivation in combination with this situation has great potential to lead to burnout, something I fear is beginning again. So, I try to be gentle with myself but now it’s been two years of waiting on a miracle. My compression is clearly evident on scans, and I can hear the liquid flow down my neck when I straighten my neck upwards.
I’ve been diagnosed by Dr.Osborne, and the compression has been noted by a radiologist but then UCSD did a venogram and told me I’m fine, but they weren’t knowledgeable about vascular eagles, only the pain type. They think since I’m alive, I’m fine. But I’m not, my brain is in constant foggy adrenaline mode and it’s NOT who I am. I am calm in my mind but my body feels shaky and in fight mode. I’m on medi-cal in Northern California. I can’t figure this out on my own.
One of the hardest parts is how others don’t understand. I keep begging people to wait to judge me until they meet the real me, the me who isn’t “wired but tired”. I even fell in love recently but again, I can’t be myself. Forcing my personally onto the me I am with the exhaustion is a bridge too far.
I wake up once every hour, and the bipap they gave me isn’t working. I don’t know if my deviated septum may be causing my fatigue.
On my images I’m clearly in need of styloidectomy but Yen at UC Davis seems to think you don’t need jugular veins and AGAIN thinks eagles is simply about long painful styloids, so I’m stuck. He says you don’t need jugular veins. I need to come up with $100,000 for Osborne or find my way to the east coast. Honestly, I have half a mind to just go be homeless near a doctor like Hackman.
Please help me. It feels like this whole system is a scam to me now. Nothing happens unless I put in great effort, and my efforts disturb me greatly, and then I’m thrown back into society where I can’t function while they thrive.
My heart has begun to act up, out of place beats, rumblings. I don’t know how much more 100% GO GO GO adrenaline I can take. I haven’t slept well in three years.
And ideas? Please