A phone call from Dr. Eos yesterday, and it’s official. Both my esophagitis and gastritis responded amazingly well to the budesonide, even (or—who knows—perhaps especially) in the Methocel suspension.
Mr. Eos and I, in our unofficial bet, both vastly overestimated the number of eos that would be found on biopsy. So, let’s hear it for the Pulmicort! And if we were both so far over in our estimates, then who buys the chocolate for whom now?
The bigger question: What next? In the short term, of course, there’s the budesonide, in decreasing doses, and for an indeterminate length of time.
But, effective as it is, it’s not without side effects for me. I’m also well aware that this means choosing for now to sidestep investigating a possible underlying cause, namely, those dozen plus welts that showed up on my back in June when I went to the allergist for skin prick testing.
Really, when I tell friends about those results, I feel stunned all over again. Nuts, wheat, eggs, corn, oats, meats. Apples. Rice?! And more. Sigh. Diet would normally have been my first and preferred line of attack, but with a seriously ill parent in another state and a young child to care for at home, it just seems impossible to take this on from where I am.
Instead, I worry. Am I continuing to cause myself harm by not restricting my diet? Can I expect an explosion of allergies in the future? So, I’m pleased, but not overjoyed to say–to have to say–bring on the steroids.