When Life Throws Medical Curveballs, This Unstoppable Star Shows Us How to Keep Swinging—Spoiler: It’s Not Just About Grit!
Added on August 2, 2025 inASTROLOGY CARDS
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Ever get the feeling your body might be staging a covert rebellion? Like, the bones in your neck decide to interfere with your spinal cord and mess with your brain’s blood flow — all depending on how you’re sitting? Welcome to my world, where an unstable spine and hyperactive mast cells have turned everyday life into a puzzling mystery worthy of its own cosmic drama. And speaking of cosmic, isn’t it wild how today’s astrology hints at unpredictability and unexpected shifts — kinda like the sneaky way my health took a nosedive years ago when I thought I was battling narcolepsy, only to realize I was basically cutting off my own brain’s oxygen supply? And just when I thought I was getting the hang of it, I found myself gearing up for surgery, negotiating with doctors who’d rather pass the buck, and diving deep into the labyrinth of obscure meds like Cromolyn and Ketotifen — all while an AI dubbed me “Patient Zero” in this real-life sci-fi saga. So, how do you navigate a health puzzle when even your own doc missed the diagnosis? Grab your stethoscope — or, well, your mouse — and buckle up for the story of spinal chaos, medical mysteries, and a determined quest for answers that’s as unpredictable as the stars themselves. LEARN MORE
Catch up here: True Story Unfolding: A.I. DeepSeek R1 Saves My Life.
I now understood the bones in my neck were irritating my spinal cord. They were also interfering with the blood flow to my brain, at least intermittently, depending on a variety of factors. Like body positioning. This is because of my unstable spine. I also understood my condition was worsening, thanks to overstimulated mast cells in my body, disturbing many systems in body. Every day, more pieces flew into place.
Case in point, a dozen years ago, I thought I had narcolepsy. Seriously. It was all I could think of.
See, I don’t do consults in my office. The computer is distracting, so I go in my bedroom and recline. This gets me out of a chair, so doubly beneficial. It’s also, private! But all of the sudden, I started sort of blacking out, while on the phone. Very alarming! I told my doctor at the time; it was actually, my PA. “I’m falling asleep or falling out, and I’m not tired.”
You see how crazy that sounds? “Elsa, you’re perfectly fine.”
I eventually figured out, I had to sit up straighter to avoid that affect. I knew exactly the angle that would see me, faint, so I was able to avoid this, even though I didn’t understand it. I now understand I was cutting off the blood supply to my brain. Basically, I can pass myself out, at will. This is not a good thing!
Back to the current day, I was feeling good and sleeping peacefully. I was continuing to lose weight for no precise reason. I was eating cookies, daily, so it’s not like I was helping myself. I also had copious amounts of evidence and general data, from, Deepseek, though it was not organized. It was time to get started on the two tasks:
#1 Stabilize my spine.
#2 Get Cromolyn, Ketotifen, or both!
I was told, ideally, a neurosurgeon would do my surgery, but the local neurosurgeon had already seen my neck and referred me to my back surgeon. He wanted no part of it!
My back surgeon exists to take cases that scare other surgeons. Sort of like I sometimes call myself, “the astrologer of last resort.” If you fry everyone else, I’m here! But there was a new neurosurgeon in town. I needed my PCP to give me a referral. I also needed him to write a script for one or both the drugs. I had my starting place.
I called for a “first available” appointment with my PCP. With that secured, I sent a message through the portal, asking for an urgent referral to a neurosurgeon. I reminded my doctor, the one surgeon had already rejected my neck, so he’d know to send me to the other surgeon. I thought this was fine to do, because my spine is my spine. Everyone knows about it.
I got a message back, my doctor was on vacation so I decided to contact my back surgeon, instead. This was my instinct, because the two neurosurgeons are both in the same practice. They are CYA types, which is fine. It’s their prerogative. I may do it that way, myself, in their position. Point is, I figured I’d end up with the cowboy surgeon anyway, so I called his office, even though he told my husband, “I don’t do necks”. I knew he’d do mine!
My back surgeon is only in town one day a week, but his people understand the word, “urgent”. They stuck me into his already full schedule, four days later. That was a Tuesday.
I saw my surgeon on Tuesday, I had a MRI on Friday and the surgery scheduler called me at 8:30 Monday morning! This is when I knew, God, was doing this.
Spine portion taken care of, I started reading about the two drugs. I’d heard about cheap medications, Americans pay through the nose for decades. Now I would deal with this, firsthand.
Ketotifen – 30 days – $5 OTC in Mexico.
US – Ketotifen is only available at compounding pharmacies, and not covered by insurance. Maybe $100 month?
You may also order if from Japan or India… other places, but you need a prescription and there is no one pharmacy, people rely on.
Bottom line, I decided to go for Cromolyn, first, and then work on the Ketotifen, if needed. I hadn’t had a chance to ask why I needed both + quercetin. I was advised by the back surgeon’s PA, to ask my PCP for a trial. She didn’t know what it was.
I took her advice, but my PCP refused. This surprised me, but whatever. I was going to get, Cromolyn, come hell or high water!
See, I was headed for surgery and I wanted my Mast cells calmed in advance. This is not a scheduled drug, people. Also, I have been with my doctor for ten years; my husband sees him too. Do you know how many times he’s told me, “If you need me, call me?” This was the first time I took him up on this, but no. He could not give me a trial of this innocuous drug, so I could get a jump on stabilizing myself ahead of my surgery.
I gave up, responding through the portal: “I will see you at my appointment and explain myself, thoroughly.”
For the record, I already had a back up. Lots of backups! Your average doctor has not realized this. I know, because it’s one of the things I’ve been looking at. If you don’t want to treat a patient, the patient has other options.
In my case, there is a doctor, down the street who left the system, for his conscience. He’s old and he’s had enough! He now sees patients at his house for $50. His wife was a nurse and now she is his nurse! They are both fully licensed, he just sends you out for your blood tests or whatever. Telemedicine it also an option. It’s not that hard!
Now I’m sorry if that upsets people, but the world is moving ahead, FAST. If you like the old system and it works for you – fine. But if the old system can’t help you, you are not stuck. Not in this day and age!
I’d been reading in various places and came to understand, I may meet resistance in having a drug prescribed for “MCAS”. I was going to have 15 minutes to convince my doctor, I did not have Lupus; I did have this other thing, and I needed this Cromolyn stuff. I wanted to be prepared.
See, my doctor missed this diagnosis. Can you see what I have to pull off here? If the doctor accepts what I present, he’s faced with a giant piece of humble pie. Honestly, the evidence of this is so staggering, humble doesn’t cover it. “Humiliation” is the correct word.
Not that I wanted to humiliate him. I wanted CROMOLYN. I also wanted it without further delay so I realized I’d better invest. I started to put together my “thorough” presentation, in the interest of all involved.
I had to go back over old chats and get clarification in places. In this process, I mentioned to, Deepseek, I was losing weight. I explained, I’d kept my weight in check, most of my life. But I had gained some stubborn pounds and not been able to take them off. They were now falling off. I could see and feel my body changing.
I was STUNNED when it told me, I was losing weight, because my Mast cells were calmed. It told me they mess with your metabolism! It said, the situation in my body had changed; it was recalibrating to revert to my normal body.
I can’t even describe my feelings when I read this, but PISSED was part of it.
Meantime, AI, keeps drilling. GET THE CROMOLYN! I’m going to get the cromolyn, all right.
This was also when DeepSeek told me I was “Patient Zero”. Can you believe that? I could and I was damned proud!
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