My condolences on your difficulties,
@mustachianteacher . Headaches are just so much worse than any other pain, because it interferes with your thinking, not just your physical abilities. Luckily, I've had few of them in my life, but I did suffer from Chronic Fatigue Syndrome for 8 years, so I understand debilitating illness. While this probably won't help your husband, do you mind if I hijack your thread a bit and respond to
@myrax and any others who have CFS? I did eventually find a doctor that cured me, so maybe it will help others.
My story:
I woke up one morning in May (the 4th actually) in 1992 at the age of 32 suddenly feeling really ill. Like a flu - achy muscles, tired, finger joint pains, mild nausea, mental fogginess, and just generally yucky. Assumed it was the flu, as I was otherwise perfectly healthy. Took a few days off work and stayed in bed. Felt slightly better and forced myself back to work, but over the next few months, still felt pretty rough. Knew it couldn't be the flu for that long, so started the never-ending round of doctors, none of whom could find anything wrong with me, even with lab tests. (One doctor suggested my fatigue, which really was the predominant symptom by then, just never remitting and feeling more exhausted every morning than I'd felt the night before, was due to not getting enough oxygen in my cells, and I just had to breathe more! WHAT?!?!)
Anyway, this continued for 7 years while I kept working and just rested as much as I could, with naps at lunch and early bedtimes. I was SO sick, but without an explanation for it or any test results to back up illness, I couldn't get time off work, beyond my regular sick days, of which I used all I had.
One thing I noticed was that mold made me feel much worse as long as I was exposed to it. I had to get rid of all my plants, could not eat cheese or mushrooms (technically a fungus, I know) or I got severely fatigued, dizzy, and felt a swollen gland in my throat when I swallowed. On one occasion, I unknowingly sat near a moldy orange at the bottom of a bowl and after about a half hour, had to go lie down, I felt so sick. Discovered the orange the next day.
So after 7 years, my new GP finally diagnosed me with CFS, because her husband had had it and she recognized the symptoms. All she could offer in the way of treatment was Amitriptiline (spelling?) for sleep, but it really didn't help.
My mother was seeing her GP one day and asked if she knew anyone who dealt with CFS, and she recommended an Infectious Disease doctor who worked in the same clinic. So I got a referral to him, and after listening to my history, told me immediately that he knew what was wrong with me and how to cure me. Needless to say, I was highly skeptical, but he was insistent that I had Chlamydia Pneumoniae (an airborne bacterium, not an STI) and told me I needed antibiotics. He did draw blood and had it sent to Vanderbilt University in the Tennessee (I'm in Canada) as they were running a trial at the time. By the time the sample reached them, they had finished the trial, but still suggested I follow their treatment protocol, which was surprisingly simple, just a broad-spectrum antibiotic called Zithromax. (There are papers written by their doctors online if anyone wants to pursue this.) So I was prescribed 250 mg. of this med twice a day for 5 days per month. I noticed nothing until the 3rd month, when I began to feel a little better and progressively improved with each following month. I took it for 8 months in total, and and the 7th and 8th month, I had minute but sharp muscle pains in nearly every muscle of my body it seemed, which I think was the toxins being released. After that I felt pretty much normal physically, except for the toll all the exhaustion had taken on me, so I took 5 months leave from work and recuperated. I've not had any relapse since and I thank God for that doctor!
If anyone wants to discuss further, feel free to PM me.
Best wishes to your husband!