Unexplained Pain and My 19-year Search for Answers

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When Desiree Lyon, founder of the American Porphyria Foundation, described to a doctor her first attack of acute intermittent porphyria (AIP) at the age of 17, she likened it to “a thousand flaming swords” embedded into her abdomen. I think of her words often, as I’ve struggled throughout my life to describe to others the excruciating, suffocating, and incapacitating pain I endure.

Tolerating large amounts of pain is not a trait I was born with. It’s a skill I’ve honed after years of practice and disturbing amounts of disassociation. For me, it was a survival tactic.

Here’s the deal: For most of my life, I have been plagued by intermittent bursts of a thousand flaming swords with no explanation or proven medical reason as to why. Sometimes the episodes last hours, while other times they continue for more than a month.

Porphyria attacks vary for each individual, but mine typically progress over a period of days with the following symptoms: constipation, abdominal distension, anxiety, insomnia, muscle weakness, crazy amounts of abdominal pain, leg pain, reddish urine, nausea, vomiting, gastroparesis, paralytic ileus, rapid heart rate, high blood pressure, and in my most severe condition, limb paralysis.

My first porphyria attack happened at age 14, and I spent a weekend in bed with my curtains drawn. A blur of doctors followed, and I was given my very first of many misdiagnoses: fibromyalgia. I went for years without another acute episode. But in my 20s, attacks became more frequent and severe. By 30, I was functioning with high levels of pain, anxiety, and fatigue as a baseline, with a smattering of acute flare-ups. Living with AIP is a lesson in enduring deep uncertainty and living in the moment, as symptoms come and go.

My diagnostic journey was tricky because AIP is known as the “little imitator.” It looks like many more common diseases and can only be diagnosed by a genetic test, so it often gets missed again and again. Imagine having an attack and seeking emergency help, only to feel better in a few days. Follow-up appointments were confusing for me, and I often didn’t properly advocate for myself, entrusting my doctor with discovering what had happened through diagnostic testing. Additionally, my chronic symptoms didn’t seem to correlate with the attacks; these included neuropathy, fatigue, and severe neck and shoulder pain.

In my 19-year search for answers, I saw more than 20 specialists in five states who tested me for hundreds of conditions. Along the way, I picked up a whole bunch of ailments to add to my first misdiagnosis. By my mid-30s, I had amassed quite a collection, many of them related to my mental health and being a woman. Some of my favorites are endometriosis, intestinal infections, intussusception, gall bladder issues, functional abdominal pain, irritable bowel syndrome, generalized anxiety disorder, depression, borderline personality disorder, chronic constipation, and bad period cramps.

In the worst of times, I received these misdiagnoses while immobilized with pain in a hospital bed, and they accompanied not-so-secret comments from my medical team about being a “drug seeker” or “wanting attention.” Sadly, my story is not uncommon in the porphyria community.

I finally received my diagnosis at age 33 from a resident at the Mayo Clinic who was working with my medical team, a group of doctors who never considered my condition could be explained by anything more than excess stool in my colon. When I learned the reason for my pain was an inherited metabolic disorder, I felt a 7,000-pound weight of shame removed from my shoulders. This is because a strange thing had happened after I was told for many years that I was mentally unwell: I eventually believed it.

I cried tears of joy. For the first time in my life, a doctor had given me a real reason for my pain. Out of the way, you dumb, old, fake diagnoses, I have a proven, shiny, proper one now!


Claire receives weekly infusions to prevent acute intermittent porphyria attacks. (Courtesy of Ivory House Photography)

Fortunately, AIP is one of the few rare diseases with a treatment. One day, I received a sheet of paper in the mail with an adorable set of numbers and letters printed on it indicating my genetic abnormality. Immediately, I grabbed my phone and snapped a photo of the medical record so I could carry it with me everywhere. Now, no one can deny my pain or tell me it’s in my head.

Facing and processing the trauma of being dismissed by the very people who swore an oath to protect me was an important step in learning to live with porphyria.

In my new column, “One Thousand Flaming Swords,” I will share some of the mindfulness and self-compassion tactics I learned. This space will focus on navigating daily living with AIP and how I accept my body despite its limitations of chronic and acute symptoms. Expect entertaining and meaningful stories of my life as an advocate, symptoms task manager, and hunter of joy amid pain. Thank you for accompanying me on this adventure!


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Mia Ellis avatar

Mia Ellis

I can't wait to read more, Claire! Thank you for letting the rest of us learn from you.

Claire Richmond avatar

Claire Richmond

Thank you for helping me tell my story, Mia! I'm insanely lucky to have you in my corner.

Susan Mastrangelo avatar

Susan Mastrangelo

When I read your story I started to cry even before I was halfway through because it was like I was reading my own story.

Claire Richmond avatar

Claire Richmond

Susan- as much as I hate making people cry, in this case I'm so glad you can relate. Our stories are our superpowers, they can teach, connect and promote healing. I hope you are in a better place these days, hugs to you!

Barbara Bradbury avatar

Barbara Bradbury

It was useful to know your 2 types of attacks and the length of each. However I wonder why the concentration on hormones? Will your regime work after menopause. There are many, many people beyond the menopause having attacks, which worsen with age.

Claire Richmond avatar

Claire Richmond

Hi Barbara- thank you for your comments. I’m writing from my experience, my attacks help me better set up expectations, but medications and diet can still throw in unplanned flares. Relying on menstral cycles is my attempt at finding control amid the uncertainty! For post-menopause, I have talked to some who have it easier and to some it gets worse. Regardless of how you cut it, it’s a challenging disease to live with! Thank you again!

Wendy Cummings avatar

Wendy Cummings

Wow. I’m nearly speechless. As I read, I felt like I was telling my story (but in a much more concise way). I, too, was recently diagnosed at Mayo in January 2020, after nearly 25 years (over half my life) of appts, unnecessary procedures/surgeries, and misdiagnoses. IMO, the only reason drs began taking my symptoms more seriously, was when my 2 year old son began presenting similar symptoms. He’s now 9, and just like me experiences the most rare form, and presentation of symptoms. In hindsight, every. single. symptom makes sense now. Thank you for sharing! I look forward to following you.

Claire Richmond avatar

Claire Richmond

Hi Wendy! Thank you for your feedback, I am so happy to connect with you! Isn't it so enlightening once you have an answer, to go back and look through your history of symptoms and struggles to connect the dots? Wishing you and your son the best.


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