Thank you to all who responded to my cry for help.
I guess I am lucky in one respect...it was actually the specialist who
suggested adhesions...(actually the one who did my gastroscopy also said
it, when he heard my symptoms).
I had never heard of it before either of them came up with it. So when
they told me, I kinda figured adhesions was just an acceptable and known
thing. When I get on this board and read about others, I am astonished
to find that experts think it doesn't exist....it was the 'experts' who
first suggested it to me, because they can't find anything else.
Unfortunately my mother is one of those "it's all in your head, are you
sure it's not emotional" type people. This is because she wouldn't want
my stomach competing with her mystery ailments that she won't get
checked out, but vary incredibly and are very unpredictable. (ie this
week she can eat rice, so you book a restaurant you think is 'safe',
then she says 'oh no, i can't eat rice"...this sort of infuriating
thing). You watch what happens, the moment I say, "adhesions", you can
bet she'll say, "I wonder if that's what I have".
This sounds bizarre, but my mother gets these mystery symptoms that
prevent her from doing anything...but I get the "reaL" things...that can
actually be measured...what an extraordinary act. It's like my body
acts out what she 'wants' to have. She looks for reasons to hide from
life, I look for reasons to get out there and be bold and do things, but
get frustrated with the way my body suddenly packs it in. Talk about
illness as metaphor.
thanks for listening all,
Metaphorica