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December Chronic Illness Writing Prompts

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Each month I join in with Sheryl’s Chronic Illness writing prompts link up. I’m a little late for December, but it’s not been good so far so I’m catching up with everything. This is where I write about my illness and how it affects me, using prompts from Sheryl and the December Chronic Illness Writing Prompts are:

  • Exhausting
  • Exciting
  • Socialising
  • Indulging
  • Cutting

Exhausting

I have found it really difficult to accept this part of my chronic life but sometimes you have to give in. Everything I do is exhausting. I could spend the whole time in bed I’m so tired all the time, but I still try and get up and be normal. Saturday was spent in a vomiting induced coma which I couldn’t avoid. It’s times like this that I realise I have no choice but to rest.

I have days when I feel I’ve been productive though and I hold on to these. Yes, there was a time when I’d be rushing around here there and everywhere. I’ve been a single Mum with two kids rushing from work to childcare, cooking dinner, bathing the kids and putting them to bed each day without any help. It seems like a whole other life now when I can’t even fetch something from upstairs without exhausting myself. These days, I count making a sandwich and putting the washing in the washing machine a big achievement. If I feel good I may even run the broom across the kitchen floor or fold up the washing.

Exciting

The run up to Christmas has always been an exciting time for me. I love buying and wrapping gifts, shopping, seeing the lights and decorations. Baking and getting lists ready for Christmas day treats. This year has been very different. We have no school concerts or carol services, no Christmas markets or fetes. I’m so sad that I won’t get to see my youngest child’s last ever primary school Christmas play. The last two years have been really good. Last year it was ‘The Greatest Snowman,’ and the year before, ‘We Don’t Want to Do No Nativity’ which was absolutely hilarious. I could almost cry knowing that I won’t be crying at any more Christmas nativity/concerts.

It will still be exciting though. The kids are getting older but they are still looking forward to gifts beneath the tree and fun family games. I’m excited about being able to indulge in chocolate and maybe even a little tipple of my favourite drinks. I will pay for it health wise, but it won’t stop me.

Socialising

When we heard of the COVID rules for Christmas our first thoughts were about how we could still see family. Then we came back down to earth and thought sensibly. Graham’s Mum has been in his ‘bubble’ and he’s been able to visit her at times. But, we haven’t seen her, just Graham. We will invite her over for a while to see her grandchildren just before Christmas. Our house is bigger than hers so it makes sense she comes here. We’ll have sandwiches and cake and swap gifts. I think 90 minutes is the time limit. She’s not classed as vulnerable, but we are.

My brother will probably stop by for a short visit too, he might bring his wife. He’ll come on a different day and won’t stay as long. That’s as far as my socialising will go, there will be no parties or events this year. I’m not even going to my usual ballet which I love. (I can stream it live for a small fee but it won’t be the same. I might just pay to help them out as I know they are struggling.)

I am lucky though. I live with my five children and husband so we have a full house anyway. We don’t need others to socialise we have each other. (Sometimes, it is nice to imagine what it would be like to be alone!)

Indulging

Christmas is the season for indulging. I’m just hoping my body can hold up to the abuse it will endure…oh dear, even a bar of chocolate can make me feel ill. I’ve learnt how to cope though….treats earlier in the day mean that my sleep isn’t disturbed. I’m not supposed to drink, but a little glass is ok, I just have to miss off a couple of my drugs. So long as I’m not doing it all the time then I should be okay.

I have been indulging in Christmas movies. I get up early at the weekend and the younger ones always have other stuff to do on their tablets or laptops. So I sit her with my blanket and put on a Christmas movie. I don’t care how corny it is, or if I know exactly what is going to happen within the first ten minutes, I still enjoy just switching off and enjoying. I’ve not been able to read or listen to many books lately so its been my escapism.

Cutting

In a year where we have had to cut back on so much it seems hard to even think about cutting back on anything at the moment. I’ve nothing bad to cut out of my life, not even habits. But I will be cutting down on spending after Christmas. This year I’ve not really thought about it. I knew I’d have enough for Christmas because we’ve had no days out or holidays to pay for. But I have been a little frivolous particularly with take away food and giving the kids whatever they wanted. I really want a holiday next year if possible, even if it means a caravan in the middle of nowhere. I do have a holiday booked already so hopefully that will go ahead. I will want to cut back on spending before then so we can indulge ourselves while we are away.

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Thank you for reading. I hope you all have a Merry Christmas and I will look forward to reading you all again next year.

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Chronic Illness Writing Prompts for September

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Each month I link up with Sheryl over at A Chronic Voice and these are the chronic illness writing prompts she has set for September.

Writing Prompts for September

  • Feeling
  • Gruelling
  • Tempting
  • Running
  • Mending

Feeling

I think being at home so much means that you focus on your feelings a lot more. Sometimes it’s good, but sometimes it’s not. When we first went into lock down I felt scared but soon settled into a kind of peacefulness. We had passed the period where we knew we were safe and stayed home to keep it that way. Most people were doing the same so it didn’t feel like we were missing out. We were happy in our little bubble.

image shows a bubble to represent our happy, safe, family bubble

As time as gone on, my feelings have changed. I’ve found myself getting angry at people not taking the pandemic seriously. I’ve felt annoyed, sad, confused, misunderstood and practically any other feeling in between.

I missed my holiday this year, the change of scenery the peace of listening to the sea roll in, and the enjoyment of the children running around having fun. Instead we’ve been stuck at home, being entertained far too much by screens and totally missing any kind of pleasant scenery. I wish I had a nice garden but gardening is beyond my abilities and no-one else seems interested in helping out. Sometimes being at home has felt good, other times not so.

Gruelling

When you have a chronic illness sometimes getting out of bed is gruelling. Making your way through the day is gruelling, then trying to sleep at night is also practically impossible. I found some of the tropical nights we had this year particularly gruelling. I couldn’t sleep because I was way too hot, but the fan would give me a headache and having the window open just let in the noise of the neighbourhood. By the sound of it, I wasn’t the only person who couldn’t sleep but I don’t think I was quite so vocal about it. Probably because I wasn’t fuelled with alcohol.

Also, I have just had another MRI. I find these particularly gruelling, although I am getting used to them. The first one I ever had was abandoned when I had a panic attack. The second was so long it gave me nightmares. Since then I’ve learnt how to cope with them much better. This last one was not so bad at all. I had to be pinned down which I hate, but at least I didn’t have to wear a mask too. I was given ear plugs and head phones which I’ve not been offered before. It all helped to make it an easier experience. It’s just a shame that my body doesn’t like them either. When they pulled me out I’ve been lying still so long I couldn’t move. They had to wrench the panic button out of my hand and massage my limbs to get me feeling again. Then sitting up was incredibly painful. I was so disappointed because I’d managed so well while inside the machine.

Tempting

Quite the opposite, I think I’ve done really well in resisting tempation. I’ve cut down a lot on foods that are not good for me. I have made some big changes to my diet and it has definitely helped me health wise. I’ve had much less problems with bloating for one.

I’ve used Mindful Chef to help me improve my diet, it’s easy when you can get all you need given to you in one box to cook. But, I’m learning a lot and I hope that soon I will have a lot more on my menu that will help to make me feel better as well as full!

Running

I think, as someone who can’t use their legs, I’m going to use this prompt to write about the things running about in my head.

image shows a brain with images of running women over the top to represent the thoughts running around in my brain.

The COVID-19 virus is never far from my mind and it astonishes me that some people just don’t feel the same. People carry on as normal, adamant that the virus won’t affect their lives. And it’s true, for a lot of people it won’t, they could even catch it and recover in just a few weeks. They are the lucky ones. But would it hurt for them to think of others less fortunate?

I read something today that made me think again. More thoughts to add to the marathon in my mind. If someone has never experienced chronic illness then how can they understand how it affects a life. It’s not something that anyone can really understand, it’s hard enough to understand when you are living it day by day. I sometimes wonder how I’m going to carry on living when I know that each day will be filled with pain. Even to me it can be unthinkable.

If you have not experienced being sent to hospital in pain and then told, oh, we don’t know what to do, we can’t treat you, then there is no way that you would believe it to be true. But it is. If you are fit and healthy you instantly think that if you get sick then the doctors will fix you again. It’s not that simple, but it’s hard to think otherwise.

If you don’t have anyone in your life that you fear might die if they get the slightest illness, then how can you imagine what it would feel like having an invisible virus that’s ready to jump on them at any moment?

These thoughts have been running around my mind and I’ve been trying my best to understand. Had this virus been around 10 years ago, I would have reacted very differently too. People can’t comprehend that life can change in an instant. People protest about confinement, masks, social distancing, not being able to work or go to school. Apart from the masks, these are things that have already restricted my life for a long time. I have no choice and it’s doubtful it will ever be any different for me. For others, a normal life will resume, it’s tough, but it’s not forever.

I know there are others out there who understand only too fully. For everyone else, all we can ask is please be patient. Your life will resume, providing you don’t catch the virus too bad.

Mending

I’m always trying to mend, my health, my state of mind, my family disruptions the list could go on. Mending is just a way of life for me.

At the moment though we have our car in the garage because it needs mending. After just a year it broke down and couldn’t fixed by the RAC so it’s off to the garage. We have a courtesy car so we still have transport which is good because next week more mending will be going on.

Starting from Monday I will be on the day ward each day all week at the hospital receiving the infusion that mend my immune system. I’ve read that my treatment IVIG was given to patients with COVID in China which helped their recovery. I am hoping that by giving my immune system this boost it may make me less likely to be affected by COVID should it come into my life.

For those that don’t already know I have Stiff Person Syndrome plus progressive encephalomyelitis with rigidity and myoclonus (PERM)

Do check out Sheryl’s site for more chronic illness blogger’s takes on these writing prompts for September. Click pic below.

September writing prompts, feeling, gruelling, tempting, running, mending.

Monthly Chronic Illness Writing Prompts. Why I stay!

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Each month I like to join in with Sheryl’s writing prompts. She gives the prompts and then I have to write about each of them and how they apply to my life. This month I’m really thinking about why I stay.

The prompts this month are

  1. STAYING
  2. DOING
  3. BEING
  4. TARGETING
  5. WEIGHING

Staying – Why I Stay

So much of the time, especially in the recent months, I’m thinking why I stay. Yes, I mean why I stay alive, why I stay here on this planet, why I stay here in this house, this home. A lot of the time I don’t want to stay, I want to be anywhere but here.

My family drive me nuts, my illness drives me nuts, my daily routine drives me nuts. My work, my words, my life, waking up in the morning, going to bed at night, it all drives me insane. I so often don’t want to do it anymore.

But then I think again. We only have one shot at this life and so far I’ve been through a lot. But that’s my life and that’s the one I was given. Yes, I could have been given a life of luxury with a nice house, plenty of money and lots of holidays. I could have been given a life in war torn Syria. But I wasn’t, I was given this rather ordinary life in England. Which got messed up along the way, but it’s still my life.

And I still have things I can be proud of. Especially my children. And that’s why I stay.

Doing

What will I be doing this month? Well, we are currently in the process of having our family bathroom turned into a wet room. That means an accessible shower for me. So, although I won’t be doing the work myself, I’m coping with the workmen every day disrupting my daytime routine. (You know, the one I’m sick of!)

Then I’ll be helping my husband re-arrange our bedroom in preparation for my lift. He’ll be doing all the hard work, but I really need a huge purge, so I’ll be telling him what has to go. (including two bookshelves full of books.)

Being

I guess I’m being me. My usual moany but unable to ask for help self me. My hope is that I can be different. I feel as though I have learned so much recently. I have done a lot of studying and reading and learning, but the last couple of years I’ve become so much more aware of people. I’m not so sure I like people very much which is strange seeing as I have a degree in psychology. You would think I understood how people behaved, but trust me, it’s takes more than a psychology degree to understand people. So, I’ve decided that I have to start really being who I am and forgetting about what other people think of me. So watch out for me being different. Although, I may just appear to be the same. Some things I refuse to change.

Targeting

What am I targeting this month? Well, I guess it has to be my health. I’ve been reading through my consultant’s letters and something clicked in how my health has changed over the past few years.

There are two things I need to target. My mental health, which I’m already working on with a counsellor, but I also need to work on more pain management. I thought I was pretty good at mindfulness and mind over matter, but it turns out that, yet again, I have much to learn. I will be focusing on this a lot over the next month (And forever.)

The other thing is my weight, or more specifically, my diet. I have learnt that specific things trigger me, too much, or too little sugar can have an adverse affect on my health. Also, my stomach suffers after eating certain foods so I really need to avoid or find alternatives for bread, milk, some fruits and coffee. There are probably a few more things I need to add to list, but it’s not so simple as following a specific diet, this has to be ‘my’ diet. I do need to lose weight too. Before I got sick I used to fret about being 7 lb overweight, now I’m more like 28 lb overweight and it’s hard to shift being so immobile. I barely eat anything as it is so it’s going to be hard to shift, but I’m sure it will make me feel better.

Most of the weight I put on after having high doses of steroids. Not everyone is the same, but after the first dose of IV steroids I put on a few extra pounds. Then a year later I was given a second dose of IV steroids followed by six months worth of them titering them down each week so I didn’t stop suddenly. This dose caused me to put on most of my weight and also destroyed three of my teeth. (My dentist said that steroids do not affect teeth, but after talking to others I found out its quite common.)

a plate of healthy food

Weighing

I’ve just confessed about my weight gain and how I need to change it, so now I’ll talk about something else.

I’ve been weighing up my life in general and working out the things that have the biggest effect on my health. As I’ve already stated I’ve identified these as mental, food and weight.

Overall, my current quality of life isn’t good but after weighing everything up I am coming up with plans for improvement. My home will be improved to help my ability to cope, my mental health is having a real good spring clean, and my physical health will hopefully improve too.

For four years I’ve been looking for a cure, and came to the conclusion that there wasn’t one. But after weighing it all up, maybe I was wrong. Maybe I can get better, or at least improve a little.

I started this post by talking about how I have been so close to ending it all, but as you can, my positivity has won over and I am already working on how to make life better. I lost faith in myself and in humanity, but my cup never fully emptied and I know I can fill it up again.

Thanks for reading and if you’d like to see how other’s have interpreted these writing prompts then please click the image below.

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Stiff Person Awareness Day 2019

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Tomorrow is Stiff Person Awareness Day and I thought I’d try and give you some insight on what it’s like living with Stiff Person Syndrome (SPS)

First of all, it seems as though it’s different for everyone. I’ve spoken to, and met, many people with SPS but no-one has exactly the same symptoms.

Diagnosing SPS

Getting diagnosed with SPS is difficult because it’s so rare no-one really knows about it, not even doctors. I was lucky that my consultant had experience of the condition and knew what to look for.

Many people get mis-diagnosed at first, but in fact a few tests can give a positive diagnosis if your doctor has any idea of what he’s dealing with. First up, blood tests. There are certain anti bodies called GAD (Glutamic Acid Decarboxylase Autoantibodies) that attack the immune system. They are common in diabetes type 1 patients, but higher titres are the basis for a diagnosis of SPS. I do not have high GAD anti-bodies.

The next tests are the EMG and NCS. EMG or electromyography tests neuromuscular abnormalities by inserting needles into the muscles and testing them for electrical activity. The NCS or Nerve Conductive Study detects nerve damage and destruction. Positive results from these studies show the damage caused by SPS. They can also come up negative.

Another test, not often performed, is for the Glycine Receptor Anti-body which If present it gives a diagnosis of SPS with PERM (Progressive Encephalomyletis with Rigidity and Mycolonus). Which is what I have.

Other Conditons

Stiff Person Syndrome can be misdiagnosed as Parkinson’s Disease, Multiple Sclerosis, fibromyalgia or a pyschomatic illness. Unless a doctor knows anything about the condition it can take on average 6 years to get a proper diagnosis.

Just to make things more complicated, there are five types of SPS.

  • classic stiff person syndrome
  • focal stiff person syndrome
  • jerking stiff person syndrome
  • PERM
  • Paroneaplastic Stiff person syndrome (cancer)

Stiff Person Syndrome affects twice as many women as men, hence the name being changed from Stiff Man Syndrome.

How SPS Affects Me

I believe I had symptoms for quite a while before my diagnosis but they were not really a big issue. I’d often feel pain when startled but I though that was normal. I’d get pins and needles a lot, but I also thought that was normal. I suffered from migraines for years and often had Trigeminal Neuralgia which can (kind of) be described as a migraine in your face. These are all signs of a neurlogical impairment but I was not aware.

Then I had my first SPS attack. My body went stiff and completely numb one night while in bed. It was very frightening and I couldn’t do anything. I couldn’t even speak or call for help. I did recover however, and I spoke to my GP who believed I’d had a TIA or mini Stroke and requested a brain scan. Before I had that scan I had another attack that was so bad it left me paralysed for days and I was hospitalised.

I still have these attacks quite regularly now, but my medication helps to keep them from lasting too long. I Still suffer from pins and needles and TN and pain from startles. I can walk for only short periods and then the pain becomes too much or I just stiffen and am unable to move. That’s why I use a wheelchair to get around. I am prone to falling, I feel safer walking in my home because I know there is always something to grab a hold of. I would not be able to walk in an open space.

Stiff Person Awareness

If you have been reading my blog for a while then you’ll probably know that most of this I’ve said before. However, as it is Stiff Person Awareness day I feel that I need to use my platform, my soapbox, my blog to let people know about this incredibly rare and pretty awful condition. There was a time when people didn’t know much about cancer but think about how much researach has been done over the years. Think how many lives have been saved because people talked about it and made others more aware of what the symptoms were like.

It will be a while before even Doctors fully understand and know how to treat Stiff Person Syndrome. Many doctors don’t even believe it exists. So it’s important that people like me raise awareness whenever we can. SPS can be fatal, it can also be treated. But it’s also very rare and often unheard of.

If you would like to know more about Stiff Person Syndrome you can visit the UK and Ireland Website for information.

A Zebra...when you hear hoof beats think zebras, not horses. Stiff Person Awareness Day

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and many, many more because I’ve harped on a lot about it for the last 4 years 😉

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BLOGTOBER 2019 POSTS

I Told You I was Ill

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‘I told you I was ill’ is the famous epitath of Spike Milligan who died at the age of 83 in February 2002.

Listening to some women talk in the hospital yesterday brought it home to me how this epitath could be the serious comment of so many under healthcare at the moment.

It’s not unusual for me to hear tales of people, all over the world, who have been ill for many years before getting a diagnosis or treatment. So many get told that the tests are not showing anything and begin to believe their symptoms are all in their head.

Hypochondriasis or hypochondria is a condition in which a person is excessively and unduly worried about having a serious illness.

But I really Am Ill.

I always considered that my diagnosis came quite quickly. I went into hospital with severe pins and needles and eventually paralysis. Then I had a full MRI and was sent home with a diagnosis of Transverse Myelitis. A condition where your own body attacks the spinal cord. I was told I would recover in six to eight weeks. Eight months later when I hadn’t recovered more tests were done and my diagnosis was changed to Stiff Person Syndrome with PERM. I had the results from the tests in the post in October 2016 and they were negative. But when I saw my consultant the following January he said that other anti-bodies had been found, glycine receptor anti-bodies. And so my diagnosis was given.

But was My Diagnosis Really that Quick?

I am not an hypochondriac and the only time I ever really complained about anything medical was during my pregnancies. I was always terrified for my babies, not for me. It was worse with my older pregnancies, especially after my miscarriage. I imagined everything that could go wrong would go wrong. I ‘did’ over react sometimes.

However, with hindsight, I know that I was showing symptoms of my condition at least five years before my diagnosis. Pins and needles that took forever to ease off, weekness in muscles, pain, cramps etc. The first time I visited the GP I had a pain in my side which kept re-occuring. I had ultrasound scans but nothing was found. I even went to A&E once the pain was so bad, but they gave me a shot of morphine which made me feel better (And happier/higher!) and sent me home. The pain came back as soon as the morphine wore off, but I’d felt humiliated at the hospital, like the pain wasn’t taken seriously.

Then Things Got Worse

One night, 3 months before my hospitalisation. I had my first SPS attack. At the time I had no idea what was happening. While I was in bed and my body was paralysed all down the left side. I couldn’t move or speak. There was no way I could call to my family for help. I was alone and terrified, not knowing what was going on. I went to the GP and told her what had happened and she scolded me for not calling an ambulance. But how could I, I couldn’t even call my son in the next bedroom.

My GP had believed that I’d had a T.I.A or mini stroke and requested a CT scan at the hospital. I never had that scan, the next time I was in hospital was when I had my major attack and I had a full MRI instead. (or my 100 minutes of hell as I refer to it.) I do not have any issues with my brain.

My medication prevents me from having such severe attacks now, but if I’m honest, I’ve felt just as bad as I did that day I was admitted. There’s no point in seeking help though because it’s just my condition and I have to deal with it.

Why Does it Take so Long?

There are many reasons why it takes so long for someone to get a diagnosis for something not common or apparant. There are tests for things like meningitis, sepsis, cancer and many other common conditions. But, they are only carried out if really necessary, for cost and health reasons. If your condition is rare you might never be offered any tests at all.

A hospital will have to be quite certain that it is necessary for you to have an xray, CT scan or MRI before carrying one out, and sometimes these are the only ways they can see what’s wrong.

Most of the people on the day ward where I go have Multiple Sclerosis. You would think that this is quite a common condition and that it would be diagnosed quite easily. The truth is that symptoms can creep up slowly and not give the doctors enough reason to carry out the necessary tests to find out it is MS and sufferers can have the condition for many years before finding out.

What If You Are Ill?

Bascially, if your heartbeat is okay, your blood pressure within the limits and your temperature is fine then you are not ill. That’s what I have learnt. It’s the basic SATS and they do them first, if you pass the tests you are okay and wait for someone to see if there is anything else wrong. And waiting can mean waiting for a very long time.

I’ve heard so many patients talk about being made to feel like hyperchondriacs or even that their ailments are all psychosomatic. (In their heads!) It’s disheartening to hear of how people have suffered because no doctor has taken them seriously.

A&E departments are too busy and the Doctors there are rushed. Every one of my experiences there has been quite negative. I was admitted once, and almost admitted a second time with pneumonia. The choice I was given was that I could have had the anti-biotics adminsitered by IV or take the pills home. I decided to go home. The other times I’ve been dismissed without help because it’s my SPS causing the problem and they can’t do anything for me.

I see a cardiologist regularly, but he can’t find anything actually wrong with my heart. It’s just my SPS causing it to spasm. One day it may cause it to stop, but there is nothing they can do until then. I don’t have a ‘normal’ heart condition.

I see my neurologist who asks how I’m doing and I say ‘crap.’ And he says ‘ok, see you next time.’

The Future

The future is bleak. They have promised to pump more money into the NHS but it won’t help unless they get a lot more doctors and do a lot more research. We are so lucky to have such a brilliant resource, and despite my complaining, I have nothing but respect for anyone who works for the NHS. But, it’s stretched and needs so much more to make it work.

My Father-in-law was sent home with a really bad chest because they decided he needed a CT scan rather than an Xray which the GP had sent him for. They couldn’t arrange the CT scan the same day so they sent him home. And he died.

People slip through the nets all the time. You have to be really sick to be taken seriously. There are so many people who feel ill, that are sent away from hospital, and don’t go back because they feel like they have wasted time. Me included. Maybe if I’d pressed on about feeling ill for all those years then I’d still be walking somehow now? Maybe I could have had the treatment before my spine was damaged?

It’s too late for me, but I wanted to write this because if there is someone out there reading who feels that they are not being taken seriously. Please keep trying. I hope someone will listen to you. Even if it’s ‘all in your head’ you can get help, you deserve help. Help is there, but sometimes you have to fight for it.

blue background with a pink flower and the words, to the one soul reading this, I know you're tired, I know you're fed up, you're so close to breaking. But there's strength within you even when you feel weak. Keep fighting