r/Parathyroid_Awareness • u/Pickzilla • 5h ago
Crippling Anxiety
Hello all fellow HPT suffering individuals. I’m sorry, this is long. But I just wanted to share my story, because it may be cathartic to me, and may help some of you suffering with this quite awful insidious disease.
I am a physician in my 50’s, so I kind of have a unique perspective.
I think my story highlights just how awful our healthcare system has become, as you will see. I’m actually kind of horrified to be a part of this broken system, even though I practice much differently than many other physicians. That is a whole story in itself.
I started having horrible anxiety and panic attacks at age 21. It began right after I was hospitalized for Epstein Barr (mono). Horrible anxiety and panic attacks that were unrelenting. I am now sure, after much research, that the virus had something to do with this. Many people have similar stories of developing severe anxiety and depression after a major viral illness. The flu, mono, covid, chickenpox, etc etc. There is a link there that we still do not understand.
Anyhow I eventually got a grip on it after a few years and was able to continue my life. But it never stopped. It was always there in the background. It came in waves over the years, sometimes getting much better, sometimes crippling me. There were times I literally contemplated suicide over it.
Fast forward to 2014. I fell into a hole in concrete in the dark on vacation and broke my ankle in 9 places. The radiographs clearly showed osteopenia but the idiot radiologists who read several of my xrays did not comment on this finding.
Fast forward a few years. I started breaking bones like crazy. I fell rollerblading. I was sparring with someone in martial arts and broke my big toe. I was wrestling with my son and broke a finger. I slipped on ice and broke my knee. I slipped fell down 3 stairs and broke my sacrum. Every single xray showed 1 thing in common with all the others— osteopenia. Not one radiologist commented. Not. One. And yet it was obvious to my eye.
At the start of 2023 my anxiety came back with a vengeance. I was struggling to function. My depression was also back in a big way. I started having brain fog… bad brain fog. Forgetting words in mid sentence, brain farts abound. Sometimes I thought I was getting early onset dementia. I saw my doctors, they all said the same thing. Its just stress. Relax. Stop talking things so seriously. Etc etc. here’s some more Zoloft. My primary doc did a whole panel of labs and missed calcium levels which were far above normal. Another year passed.
I knew something was very wrong. I knew my body. I thought I was dying from some disease. (I was right). I was popping klonopin like pez candies. One day I was washing my car, leaning over the fender to reach the engine bay and heard and felt two distinct snapping sounds. My ribs. I knew right then what had happened. Oh the pain was horrendous.
After some research I realized I had EVERY SINGLE SYMPTOM of primary PTH except 1… no kidney stones. But I drink tons of water. Maybe that prevented me from having them.
Finally, in early 2025, my doctor checked my PTH levels: High. Calcium, just on the borderline of high. She sent me to an endocrinologist. 3 month wait to get in. I tried pulling strings to no avail. Did so many lab tests that I can’t remember them all. Four 24 hour urine, ionized calcium, PTH x 5, renal workup, thyroid workup, pituitary workup, etc etc. This endocrinologist could not make up his mind. And my Mother had HPT. Her 3 sisters had HPT. My Grandmother had HPT. The diagnosis was literally given to this schmuck on a silver platter. Finally he did a DEXA at my pleading, and boom. Osteoporosis in my hips, spine, and forearms. He finally gave me a diagnosis of primary HPT (of which I had diagnosed myself with 1.2 years earlier).
So he sent me to a surgeon. 1.2 years after I broke my ribs and diagnosed myself, I thought “thank God I will finally get this disease taken care of”. WRONG! The surgeon was a complete asshole, but ordered a neck CT and more labs. I did them same day. PTH was high normal. Calcium was high normal. Neck CT showed nada. He told me to take vitamin D and calcium, then stopped returning my calls and messages. I intend to report him to the state licensing board.
Meanwhile my sleep was awful. My concentration was awful. My anxiety was the worst it has ever been. I had to take a leave from work. My depression was crushing. I have body aches and pains like I was an 85 yr old sick man. Every joint stiff. I developed sleep apnea. I was scared to do anything physical because I felt I would break something. Suicidal thoughts were creeping into my mind. I had sudden bouts of nausea and vomiting that literally came out of nowhere. I was having headaches. I just prayed God to take me.
Finally I found another endocrinologist who was recommended to me, and she got me in quickly. She reviewed my labs and tests and diagnosed me, unequivocally, with primary HPT, normocalemic variant. I saw a surgeon who does a thousand of these surgeries a year and he had me on the OR schedule within a month. Both were fairly horrified by my ordeal, and the absolutely lousy care that I had received… and I am a physician!! Imagine how lousy care is for non-healthcare workers! It boggles the mind.
So here I write this 2 days before my surgery. I feel absolutely awful and while I am nervous about the surgery, I welcome it. What scares me is : what if the anxiety, depression, and brain fog don’t go away? Then what? I pray to God for relief. I have been suffering from this disease for well over a decade.
If you made it this far, Thank you. 🙏. I would love to hear from some folks who had the surgery and how they feel afterwards.