electricpanther82 said:I haven't been feeling right since late May. It started out looking like a nasty stomach bug—headaches, a low-grade fever hovering around 99 degrees... just felt off. For the first two weeks, I couldn't keep anything down. Everything I ate came right back up, and there was this constant, nagging discomfort and dull ache right around my belly button. The thing is, even after about two months when the vomiting finally quit, I still felt terrible. Just... drained. Now, things are mostly better, but I still get bouts of nausea, and honestly, I've lost weight and stayed pretty exhausted, especially with this heatwave hitting the states lately. It’s making me paranoid that whatever this was might come crawling back. I've gone through the wringer with testing, though. Blood work and urine tests were totally fine. Tested negative for Salmonella and Rotavirus. Had a gastroscopy, abdominal ultrasound, a gyno exam, chest X-ray, throat and nasal swabs—all clear. Mononucleosis was a no, thyroid is fine, EKG and cardiology were all good, eye exams, blood pressure, ENT stuff... everything was normal except for some allergic rhinitis. My question is, could these symptoms point toward some kind of bowel disease? Or maybe just a lingering virus or some kind of bacterial thing?😠Also, is it possible to basically manifest physical symptoms just from stress?
You asked me to take a look at your thread.
I didn't deal with any vomiting.
For me, it hit suddenly about two years ago; I simply woke up drenched in sweat. That initial, "shock" wave lasted a few weeks, and since then—over the course of two years (interspersed with episodes where I feel slightly better)—I've dealt with an intense lethargy of both mind and body. Fortunately, it seems to be improving over time, month by month. It’s all quite difficult, though, because I’ve changed mentally as well; I basically "shut down," which cost me all my friends and eventually my girlfriend. I went from being someone who could ride a bike for hundreds of miles in just a few days to someone for whom a flight of stairs feels like hell—something I don't even want to think about, and honestly, can't dwell on too much.
It’s only now, after two years, that I’m actually understanding what happened to me and trying to slowly reintegrate into a normal life.
I find myself genuinely moved by simple things, like the smell of leaves, the warmth of the sun on my skin, or that pleasant sense of tiredness at night. I had already begun to forget those sensations.
It irritates me when people tell me it's just stress, because I've lived through far worse things than this and I've learned how to handle my problems.
The truth is, I suffer quite a bit, and I know I fell into depression AFTER the illness had already dismantled most of my life. That was a consequence, not the cause.
My theory?
I suspect we're looking at some kind of undiscovered illness.
I try to live as healthily as my brain will allow. I eat clean, I do yoga, I get plenty of sleep, I almost never drink, and I stay away from cigarette smoke.
It’s been over two years now. I’ve recovered significantly. I believe I’ll feel like a whole new person in another year or two.
It's a long road, and a lonely one.
As for you, I truly have no idea if my experience has anything to do with yours. I really hope you feel better soon! 🙂