kewlJ:
Yes, we discussed my situation. You mentioned having LPR, and believed I had it.
However, I still don't believe I have LPR. This is for a few reasons:
1) Subsequent examinations of my throat did not find any significant irritation consistent with LPR,
2) I did a "PepTest" by mail, where I spit into a vial, send it to the UK, and they analyze it for an enzyme consistent with LPR. It came back negative.
3) At the time, I did not have any known reflux issues in general. I could eat/drink something very acidic, lie down, and not have any heartburn. This is also true for everyone in my immediate family.
4) I went to have a special instrument used on my throat, which takes a video. It goes in through your nose, and produces a clear picture. There's another version of this which goes through your throat, and you gag horribly, but I drove the extra 50 miles for the nose-insertion machine, as it's far more modern and there's no gagging or any significant discomfort. This study did not produce any symptoms of LPR.
The only sign of anything reflux-related was that, about once every year on average, I would wake up with a reflux event where I couldn't breathe. Within 30 seconds, after standing up and gasping for air, I could breathe again. This was scary, and left my throat burning, but ultimately harmless. I first had this in Vegas in 2008, and it freaked me out. I did notice that it was far more common to occur when visiting Vegas (the last one as recently as 2024) than at home in LA. However, again, this doesn't occur often, even when I'm in Vegas.
Anyway, I determined that this lump in my throat feeling is primarily from dryness, and somewhat from just general irritation from postnasal drip.
That's why using the dry mouth rinse made such a dramatic difference. Without it, I would go into choking mode whenever I would lay down, even at an incline. With the rinse, I could easily fall asleep. This was discovered by accident. I was trying the rinse on a night because my girlfriend had bought it for me, and my mouth felt particularly dry on that evening. I woke up in the morning and said, "I don't know if this is significant, but I somehow didn't choke at all and fell right asleep!" That was the first step in getting better.
The second step was having enough time off the PPI meds.
The third step was bringing the caffeine back.
The fourth step was taking low dose Xanax once every 96 hours, in order to "remind" my brain what it's like to feel normal. I feel like this is an underrated strategy in mental health. Some mental health issues are a vicious cycle. Your brain gets used to feeling a certain way under certain circumstances, and it's difficult or impossible to override with logic. Xanax somewhat breaks this cycle, as it somewhat suppresses the fight-or-flight mechanism, and generally slows your thought processes. The more your brain is used to feeling normal, the more it will end up being normal.
This entire process, while unorthodox, was successful. I was seeing a psychiatrist at the time, who admitted he had never heard of this process before, but said it made sense in theory, so he didn't mind my trying it to see if it worked.
Aside from the throat thing, my first real breakthrough was one night in mid-October 2018. I was walking my dog Otis (RIP) at 2am, and watching a Steven Crowder video on YouTube just to keep my mind occupied. At the time, I had both severe anxiety and severe depression, and the depression also caused something called anhedonia, which is the complete inability to feel any positive emotions. You don't feel joy about anything, nor do you feel love, nor do you feel excitement, nor can you enjoy good food or good music. Negative emotions still come through, but positive ones are completely muted. During this walk, I laughed at a joke Crowder made. This was my first laughter in 2 months, and seconds later, I knew it was a great sign. About a minute later, I laughed at another joke made by one of Crowder's co-hosts. As dumb as this sounds, it was one of the best moments of my life. I said out loud to my dog, "Did you hear that, Otis? I laughed! I actually laughed! I think I'm finally starting to come back."
Within a few days, the entire depression was gone. The anxiety took another month to dissipate, and got to about 85% better. I never got 100% back.