#Besides my Diagnosis

Ness, The Girl with the 5 lads and Fibro blogger, has come up with a great idea to encourage those of us who have been ill for some time to fall back in love with ourselves.  She is planting a little seed to see how it grows and flourishes into something that can only be good, a place to learn to love ourselves again and all the wonderful attributes besides our diagnosis.

So by using the #Besides my Diagnosis and answering some questions about ourselves, not our illness, we can start to catch sight of “the real me” again and share some self-love and appreciation for people who need to feel they are more than their diagnosis.

Here goes….

1. #besidesmydiagnosis the three things about my appearance that I love in the mirror?

My eyes – still large & brown, my thick hair which my lovely friend Bev cuts beautifully and my height 5ft 8″

 2. #besidesmydiagnosis the things I have read most are?

Jane Austen, Thomas Hardy and Thomas the Tank Engine

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3. #besidesmydiagnosis my favourite comfort foods are?

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4. #besidesmydiagnosis my favourite past times are?

download (2)Watching films – Netflix, Amazon & cinema when I can, food & eating, volunteering at 2 schools, reading & listening to Radio 4 dramas/books

 

5. #besidesmydiagnosis my biggest accomplishment since illness is?

Getting 2 boys nearly through teenage years – girl still to come!

 

6. #besidesmydiagnosis I feel my best quality is?

Caring

 

7. #besidesmydiagnosis my motto/mantra to live by?

My headmaster used to regularly ask in Latin “what is the thief of time?” to which we would all answer “procrastination”…..so images (28)these days I try to live for the day and not put off until tomorrow anything I can do today…..I may not be able to do it tomorrow!

 

8. #besidesmydiagnosis I would love to travel to?

Venice – we planned to go for our 20th anniversary and I wasn’t up to it

Africa for a safari and New England in the fall – both of which we had planned 20 years ago when I unexpectedly found I was pregnant!images (22)

 

9. #besidesmydiagnosis my guilty pleasure is?

 The Vampire Diaries on Netflixdownload (8)

10. #besidesmydiagnosis I have many dreams and ambitions such as?

To revisit New York; to open a birthday cake business (I try to do it informally for friends); to open a hospice/care home for young people2015-04-10 14.51.45

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Taste Buds, Drugs and Red, Red Wine

miley-tongueA visit to the dentist got me thinking again about what our medication does to us.  I am pleased to report that the dentist was very impressed when I opened my mouth – no not to speak , he made sure that didn’t happen – but to see a set of filling free gnashers!  Quite a feat at my grand old age as my kids remind me.  Forget the dodgy back, bendy limbs, loose joints, malfunctioning bladder and pain, because my teeth are still ok!

My dentist actually knew what Ehlers Danlos syndrome is and what a spinal cord stimulator is and I  have to say, this impressed me.  He knew that EDS can cause mucus membranes (the mouth lining), to be drier than normal and that the various drugs we all take for chronic pain can also cause oral problems.  Of course he spoke to me about the importance of good mouth care, dental hygiene, flossing etc to keep my gums as healthy as possible, but it got me thinking about some other side effects of the drugs, particularly opiates.

images (26)In the heady days of my early career as a London staff nurse, when we both worked hard and played hard, I was introduced to red wine.  I’d never really liked it before, but our medic friends Steve and Tina introduced us to a certain wine bar in Leicester Square – and Steve introduced Duncan to a single malt whisky club, least said about that the better!!  The Cork & Bottle was a basement bistro style wine bar and was the only place in the early ’90s where a particular Aussie red wine was to be found.  More than once the four of us drank them dry of our favourite and had to be thrown out when we outstayed our welcome.  I have no idea if it is still there, but it holds some great memories.

After the drowsiness, one of the first side effects I noticed when I started my cocktail of drugs was a change in my taste buds.  Particularly for red wine!  I know, I know, as a responsible now unregistered nurse, I must tell you all that it is never wise to mix strong drugs with alcohol.  All the packaging tells you so.images (27)  But at times when it feels like there are few pleasures left, a tipple is called for – except for when it starts to taste DISGUSTING! My favourite red wine tasted foul – bitter and sediment like really cheap, student wine.  What on earth was going on??  Did I ever remember to tell my patients that favourite food and drink might become unpalatable?  In my head and neck days it went without saying, but I’m not sure that I really understood just how much my mouth, and my eyes for that matter, would change due to drugs.  A drier, sore mouth with taste buds that could no longer taste – sweet food became a no, no and savoury food never had enough flavour.

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Then we come to the eyes, more mucus membranes beneath the lids.  I wear contact lenses and have done since I was 14, but in the last couple of years my eyes have become noticeably more dry and irritated after a shorter wearing time.  My optician wasn’t surprised after he asked which drugs I took – at the time oxycodone, lyrica/pregabalin, mirtazepine and fluoxetine.  These may seem like such small things, and really they are, but they just add to an already difficult situation.

There is light at the end of the tunnel.  Whilst I am still on various drugs and still suffer brain fog, I am finding that my taste is altering again.  My mouth remains dry and at times my gums are sore, but I can drink and more importantly ENJOY a glass of red wine again!! Cheers…

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Stim Update!

I started this blog initially to keep a record of my trials and tribulations as I had my spinal cord stimulator implanted, but it has evolved into well, ramblings maybe!  Anyway having been reading posts on the support group site, I thought it was time I wrote a 7 month update!

I still feel that I’m learning to live life with my stim.  What I’m about to write will probably be repetitive of other posts on this site, but a recap never hurts.  Living with pain day in, day out is really hard work – exhausting both physically and mentally.  I would love to be able to tell you that having a scs has made everything better, that the pain is gone and that life is back to “normal”.  But I would be lying.  Sorry to make things sound bleak for anyone waiting for a trial, but it is important to be realistic.  Those of us under St Thomas’ know that they pull no punches on their 2 week pre trial course in order to prepare us, but everyone’s pain and experience differs so that it is impossible to predict every eventuality.

For me there have definitely been enough positives that I would do it again.  The stimulation that I feel in my leg, foot & back does ease the pain the majority of the time.  It gives me a feeling of control back.  But a downside of this particular scs (Medtronic) is that in order to continue the pain relief, it must not be left switched on all the time.  St Thomas’ recommend several hours on, several off – but I am finding the periods of time when switched off very difficult to cope with, particularly at night.  I understand the rationale for turning the device off: if the tingling sensation becomes the body’s new baseline, then there is little room for manoeuvre with further pain relief.  But this doesn’t help me when I’m climbing the walls!!  Any advice from out there would be gratefully received….download (5)

I seem to come back to negatives, but I really don’t intend to.  I guess the nature of chronic illness, particularly pain, is that it is always a doubled edged sword.Double-Edged-Sword-of-Social-Media-300x228  As you already know, another major achievement has been weaning myself off oxycontin and it hasn’t been easy.  I feel proud of myself for being bloody minded enough to stick with the withdrawal and I can report that some of the opiate brain fog has lifted.  My memory is better – my kids might dispute this – and I have taken to social media as I feel more able to read blogs and facebook, twitter reports etc – again I’m not sure that the kids see this as a positive.  For me this is a sign that my concentration is improved and that there is a glimmer of the old me still lurking.   But..again a negative,  the pain has increased – I won’t dwell on this although I can relieve it by lying on my back and turning the stimulation up! Not particularly conducive to shopping.

My own post operative recovery was relatively smooth, but one of my pain group did not have such an easy time.  We are all warned about possible complications, but I’m not sure that we really think we may be in that odd couple of percent.  The post op complication suffered by my pain pal was an infection in the electrode lead site, which of course led to him being very ill.  Again I don’t want to frighten anyone, but it is important to be prepared.  The hospitals take swabs and St Ts’ are very clear that if said swabs come back growing any organism that the whole implant must be removed as the spinal cord gives a direct route to the brain .  In this case all’s well that ends well as he had another implant placed a couple of months ago…….however this did make another decide not to go ahead with the implant trial as he didn’t want to risk the same complications.

Headaches seem to be a common side effect of the stimulator – for some people more than others.  I have had them on and off, but another friend did experience them regularly in the first months post implant.  Charging the battery has not presented me with any major problems, although I have found that I need to remain sitting as the connection is too intermittent if I move about.  But I do find that the actual implant is quite painful at times and I have seen comments on the support group from others saying the same.  I am finally losing some of the huge amount of weight that I’d gained and this leaves the implant far more prominent under the skin.  I won’t even attempt to write the language that escaped as I caught the implant, but suffice to say that the air was blue!!!

So, 7 months on…..the young engineer turned 20 and passed his driving test (not sure which is more frightening); the A level student turned 17 and visited Parliament with us and attended a Euro debate with Chris Grayling arguing for Brexit – our son’s voice and own opinions are getting louder by the day and Politics may be on the agenda for uni; the lovely girl remains as untidy as ever, as politically correct (we get told off if we tease her brother for not being stereotypically gay enough – you know, tidy, love his mum) and showing great artistic flair. Whilst the kids probably don’t notice whether the stim has made much difference to my pain or not, Duncan would tell you that 7 months on he can see a big difference, even if I can’t always distinguish the good days from the bad.  It hasn’t made a difference to my worsening Ehlers Danlos (another blog post!) So no, it hasn’t been a miraculous cure, made me better or all the comments that people say/ask the chronically sick – but yes, I would do it all again in a heartbeat to just be able to experience some relief.

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A level student drawn by his sister!                                                     

What we are is up to us….in recognition of the Bard

It can’t have escaped your notice that it is the anniversary of William Shakespeare’s death, 400 years to be precise.  So in a small act of homage to the good bard prepare for a smattering of literature!

“What greater punishment is thereromeo & juliet quote

than life when you’ve lost everything

that made it worth living?”

Romeo & Juliet

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Some days it feels like this doesn’t it?  What is the point in getting out of bed when your once ordinary life is now disappearing?  Of course angst ridden teenagers always have the monopoly upon the unfairness of life, just remember Harry Enfield’s “It’s not fair!” Kevin, and particularly on getting out of bed. The student engineer and lovely girl certainly fall into the latter group!  If the uni exams next week have questions about sleep and bed, he will be on his way to a first with no problem.  This might be the time to share that he is actually “revising” really hard on the beach in Barcelona right now – some student life!!

Chronic conditions aren’t going anywhere.  They have a nasty knack of rearing up just in time for that long awaited trip, but rarely taking a holiday when their wearer most needs some respite.  Sometimes pain, physical or mental, does feel like a punishment – to me anyway!  I don’t believe that there are many of us who are so selfless that we have never had that really bad day when we bemoan “why me?”.  But I suppose the greater question is “well why not me?” because in Kevin’s words life is not fair.  So on the good days I must focus on the things that do still make life worth living, so that on the bad days I can catch a glimmer that all is not lost.

“Virtue? A fig! ‘Tis in ourselves that we aShakespearere thus or thus. Our bodies are our gardens, to the which our wills are gardeners. So that if we will plant nettles or sow lettuce, set hyssop and weed up thyme, supply it with one gender of herbs or distract it with many—either to have it sterile with idleness, or manured with industry—why, the power and corrigible authority of this lies in our wills.”

Othello Act 1, Scene 3

 

 

 

Was Iago right?  Am I really in charge? A Twitter quote today said something similar CglAZQwXEAUz1Xj

I quite like the idea of my will power being the gardener and that this gardener can nurture new growth through good and bad weather.  This means that I can choose how I care for myself, that the seeds that I choose to sow and cultivate will shape me.

As someone with several chronic conditions I have lost things that made life worth living.  Independence, mobility, waking up without pain, spontaneity, feeling carefree.  But we all lose precious things throughout our lives, whether suffering an illness or not, as life constantly evolves and changes.  As the gardener, I must learn to appreciate the new blooms as they appear in my garden; to take one day at a time whether thunderclouds gather or the sun shines; to tend and care for this sometimes failing garden in order to appreciate the “rich and productive” things that do still make life worth living. Coffee with friends, a child’s excitement, a partner’s touch, a faithful pet, favourite meal, or the days when the sun shines.

So as we celebrate the Bard, remember fellow spoonies that rather than viewing life as a punishment because of what we have lost, look to the future with Shakespeare for “What we are is up to us”.

 

Show Me Your Feet | Tips and Tricks For Beautiful Feet

Had to repress this pamper post!

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Grief and Acceptance

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When people think of grief they often think of death, they don’t think about grieving over other significant losses.  Those of us who have had major losses due to chronic illness know all too well that we grieve those losses.

The five stages of normal grief that were first proposed by Elisabeth Kübler-Ross in her 1969 book “On Death and Dying” are: Denial, Bargaining, Depression, Anger, and Acceptance.  Kübler-Ross describes these stages as being progressive, you needed to resolve one stage before moving on to the next.  This is no longer thought to be true.  It is accepted that most people who have loss go through states of grief but it is not linear nor is it finite.

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Finally Facebook!

 

I have been convinced after years of refusing, to finally join Facebook.  It has always been something that I have left to the kids, occasionally looking through their friends pics and being accused of stalking!  But having found myself on social media whilst on the receiving end of a pain flare, I inadvertently joined several “chronic” groups through Duncan’s account.  He rarely uses it, so imagine his surprise when he started getting very regular updates over the last couple of days every time a blogger was posted on Chronic Illness bloggers!

So I have linked my blog to a Facebook page – Pain Pals Blog – as well as my twitter feed, and would really appreciate it if you would follow the links and “like” the page for me.  I have really enjoyed starting to be involved in the spoonie and chronic community and hope to grow my blog & page for and to support friends.

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Down time

Whilst we have been having fun and games here, the lovely girl has spent a couple of days with my brother & his family.  Or to be more accurate her 5 year old cousin who absolutely adores her and my sister in law who enjoys having a girlie to talk makeup, hair and eyebrows.

None of my kids think of themselves as young carers, and one of them was horrified when a concerned teacher made a referral.  I’m glad that they recognise that there are children out there who do have to take a lot more responsibility for caring for a sick or disabled parent/sibling.  So often these youngsters slip under the radar. It is important that all our young carers are able to access the few specialist groups available to them (even if they don’t think they need them!!) – see action for children; young carer; babble.

So check out a few pics of the lovely girl enjoying time out from caring for mum to play with her cousin in the spring sunshine.IMG_3162IMG_3161IMG_3167