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Wednesday, September 02, 2009

30 Things About My Invisible Illness You May Not Know





I spent this afternoon and part of the evening working on this list. I have been experiencing a return of many of my symptoms even though I'm still on break from the 'unmentionables'. At first I found the thought of doing this list overwhelming. Once I got started the thoughts poured out fairly quickly, but it still took a lot of time. Mostly I was surprised by how close I found myself to tears, how raw the emotions were as I typed, and how difficult it was on an emotional level to complete the list.



Here's the idea behind it:

We’ve all seen the list “20 things about me” “50 thing about me you didn’t know…” They can actually be interesting if you want to get to know the person better! We’ll we’ve got one I haven’t seen anywhere yet, “30 Things About My Invisible Illness You May Not Know.”

Just copy and paste it below and put it up on your blog, send it to your friends, paste in on Facebook (if it’s too long put it in your “notes” section.)

It was started by Lisa Copen. Many of my friends have also shared their "30 things..." two of them on their blogs. You can read Rachel's and Kristen's too. I haven't read anyone else's yet because I wanted to write my own first without being intimidated by the others!


It's also showing up on other sites, like the Touched By Lyme blog. People are posting their lists here too.



30 Things About My Invisible Illness You May Not Know


1. The illness I live with is:

Autonomic Nervous System (ANS) Dysfunction/Dysautonomia. I have two forms of this: Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome (POTS) and Neurally Mediated Hypotension (NMH).

Chronic Lyme Disease

Partial Diabetes Insipidus

2. I was diagnosed with it in the year: It's been an evolving process filled with diagnoses and misdiagnoses. Final consensus on forms of ANS Dysfunction in 2004. Chronic Lyme Disease in 2005. Partial Diabetes Insipidus final consensus in 2008.

3. But I had symptoms since: 1998

4. The biggest adjustment I’ve had to make is: Everything! The big ones: Not being able to stand, sit or walk for any period of time. Activities have to be done reclining. Being mostly homebound. Being dependent on others.

5. Most people assume: That I if I 'look good', I feel good. That I have a lot of 'extra time on my hands'.

6. The hardest part about mornings are: Mornings? I avoid them if at all possible! The hardest part is getting out of bed b/c I never feel rested or refreshed when I wake up. Also, I take medication at least 30 minutes before I sit up in bed in order to raise my blood pressure enough for me to get up.

7. My favorite medical TV show is: No thank you! I have enough medical drama in my own life and that of my friends who are sick.

8. A gadget I couldn’t live without is: My adjustable Tempur-Pedic bed. I am sure I could 'live without' my other gadgets, but I do love them and they keep me engaged in the world whether it's email, blogging, taking photos, talking on the phone, watching a TV show, or listening to a book on CD (I can't focus to read). So I love my cell phone, TiVo box, Laptop computer, iPod, Radio, CD player, TV, Digital Photo Frame, Electric Toothbrush. :)

9. The hardest part about nights are: Getting to sleep and staying asleep! Loneliness and isolation. The sleepless ones filled with unrelenting ANS symptoms like low BP and forceful heartbeats.

10. Each day I take at least 30 pills & vitamins. (No comments, please)
Note: Some of these are the same medication. For example, I take medication every 3 1/2 hours during the day to raise blood pressure. This is at least 9 of the pills I take each day.

11. Regarding alternative treatments I: am willing to try them, within reason. I view them as a complement to treatment but not the cure. I have tried MANY different therapies over the years, many with no success and others with good success.

I eat a wheat-free, gluten-free, dairy-free diet.

I have had excellent success with bodywork over the past 10 years. I have two sessions of bodywork per week and find that I cannot go without these to manage muscle pain and tightness, etc. Currently I get a mix of massage, energy work, myofascial work and cranial-sacral therapy. It's working well for me right now.

I try to be mindful and use guided imagery cds, focus on my breathing, etc.--I so need to do more of this! I love yoga, and do a few simple stretches daily, but have not had enough strength/energy to pursue it further.

12. If I had to choose between an invisible illness or visible I would choose: Probably invisible, only because our society makes it even more difficult if you are 'visibly disabled'. It can be nice to 'pass' as healthy, which I feel terrible even saying. I now use a wheelchair for most of my outings, so this makes my illness more 'visible'.

13. Regarding working and career: I can't even go there.

My full-time job right now is managing my illness and going through the grueling treatment for Lyme disease.

I try to focus on the present because I have no idea what my health will look like in the future. I believe that my journey and experiences now will lead the way when it is time for me to possibly work.

14. People would be surprised to know: That I am always having some sort of symptoms, that I am never symptom-free, that I never feel 'well' even on a 'good day' and that I never feel 'alive in my body' the way I did before I got sick 11 years ago.

15. The hardest thing to accept about my new reality has been: The unknowns and uncertainties of these illnesses. The sense of loss I feel living in a body that cannot do what my spirit so longs to do. Not being a mom is currently at the top of that list.

16. Something I never thought I could do with my illness that I did was: Persevere this long. Use my voice to share about my experience in a way that will hopefully help raise awareness and understanding and bring others comfort.

17. The commercials about my illness: Um, commercials about this stuff? Hard to imagine that!

18. Something I really miss doing since I was diagnosed is: Dancing. The everyday things people do without a second thought--going for a walk, running an errand, driving, going to the grocery, reading, going out with friends, traveling...okay, I'll stop now! Being able to do even the simplest of things without having to think about the consequences on my body.

19. It was really hard to have to give up: The 'picture' of life I had in my head at age 22 when I got sick. So much of my independence. Oh, and Mac 'n Cheese, Pizza and Ice Cream! :)

20. A new hobby I have taken up since my diagnosis is: Blogging. Knitting. Both of these can be done reclining! I'd do a lot more things if there was energy for them.

21. If I could have one day of feeling normal again I would: Spend it in a beautiful place (preferably by the ocean) with people I love. Eat wonderful food, play with Asher, go for a walk, enjoy the sunrise and sunset, drink a glass of wine, dance, laugh a lot, feel the sand between my toes, go in the water. Maybe do something cool like go in a hot air balloon or swim with the dolphins. :)

22. My illness has taught me: That I have no idea what a person has been through or what suffering they have endured just by looking at them. Suffering cannot be 'compared'. Hopefully I have learned to be more empathetic, compassionate, loving, and patient. As someone who wanted to go into medicine, I've learned a very different side of things--through a patient's eyes.

23. Want to know a secret? One thing people say that gets under my skin is: I don't like platitudes. At all.

24. But I love it when people: Read my blog. Have empathy. Just let me know they are thinking about me--an email, card, or phone message can change the entire trajectory of my day.

I just listened to The Girls From Ames on CD and thought this quote was perfect (from one of the women going through chemo):

"Never doubt the power of phone messages, cards, or emails when someone is going through a tough time. Even the briefest of messages have reminded me that I am never alone..."

25. My favorite motto, scripture, quote that gets me through tough times is:

"Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without words and never stops at all." -- Emily Dickinson.

"Dance is the Hidden Language of the Soul" by Martha Graham. I like to think that my spirt still dances even though my body cannot.

26. When someone is diagnosed I’d like to tell them: What a wonderful doctor told me that changed my life, "Listen to your body. And never take no for an answer."

I'd like to tell them that those of us who have travelled before them will hopefully make the road a little easier for them and that they are not alone.

27. Something that has surprised me about living with an illness is: That the emotional challenges are as great or greater some days than the physical ones--the sense of grief, loss, isolation, loneliness, guilt, worthlessness, uselessness, etc. that go along with being chronically ill. How uncomfortable so many people are with it. That it's a full-time job. That it affects EVERYTHING in my life and my family's life.

28. The nicest thing someone did for me when I wasn’t feeling well was: I've been very blessed in this department, especially by my parents and Abbie. I wouldn't know where to start with all of the nice things they do. My mom will always make homemade chicken soup when I need it. My parents will both stay the night with me and hold my hand through things. Mostly the little things like phone calls, emails, flowers, and snail mail keep me going when I don't think I can go anymore. I love when my friends and family include me the world that I so often feel left out of--like keeping me in the loop with photos and news, coming to visit, asking me to be in a wedding, asking me to be an aunt to David, etc.

29. I’m involved with Invisible Illness Week because: One of the ways I survive is by hoping that my experience will somehow make the experiences of those who follow easier. I think raising awareness about invisible illness is incredibly important if those who are chronically ill are to receive better care, support, compassion and understanding and less isolation, loneliness, and stigma.

30. The fact that you read this list makes me feel: Humbled and grateful.


Find out more about National Invisible Chronic Illness Awareness Week and the 5-day free virtual conference with 20 speakers Sept 14-18, 2009 at www.invisibleillness.com


Photos: Image taken from www.invisibleillness.com; Sedum with bee in our backyard.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Mother-Daughter Day

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Mom took the day off from work today, during which we spent all of my 'awake time' being together. Usually we plan an outing or a couple of hours together, but I haven't ever felt well enough to do more than one little thing in a day. We always eat dinner together and catch up every day, but today was extra-special.

After I woke up and ate lunch we headed to the local farmer's market with "The Rolls". It turned out to be a little warmer outside than I could tolerate, but we were there for about 30 minutes, ran into lots of folks, and took in the sight of lovely fresh flowers, fruits, vegetables and baked goods.

I love being able to go with Mom to the farmers market--something I haven't done in years--and pick out my own goodies (blackberries--just like the ones pictured in the collage!) and talk to Mom's favorite vendors.

In the upper left-hand corner of the collage you'll see two photos--one listing today's available meat items and another with a bearded man. Bill has free-range chicken, veal, beef and pork, all of which is amazing!




We took in the scenery on the way to and from the market. It's only about a ten or fifteen minute drive.



We pass by this farmland a LOT, since it is on the way to the doctor's office!




Mom mixed up batter for gluten-free dairy-free oatmeal raisin-walnut-chocolate chip cookies! I felt well enough after a nap and dinner to roll the cookies out myself! I love to do that and have so missed being able to bake things with mom over the years. Mom tried a new recipe and despite the fact that she accidentally added double the molasses and double the margarine, the cookies are pretty darned good. It is impossible to find really good baked goods in the stores.



We even watched a movie! We've tried to watch a movie a couple of times in the last four years, but I've never been able to enjoy it. Today, we watched half before my nap, and half after our evening walk and my bath. Ratatouille was lots of fun--but I find it funny that the two movies Mom and I have watched this summer were both all about food (Julie and Julia and now Ratatouille)!


During the second half of the movie I enjoyed two of those freshly baked cookies. Yum!


I'm still taking in the fact that we were able to go to the farmers market, watch a movie, bake cookies, and go for our evening walk all in one day. Every little thing makes me giddy with joy--being able to roll the cookies or go to the farmers market or watch a movie.

Thanks for an awesome day of bonding Mom!

It is definitely time to hit the hay...that was a busy, joyful...and exhausting day!

Blessings,

Emily

Photos: Collage: Scenes from the farmer's market, including the person from whom we buy our free-range meats, our favorite vendor for things like potatoes and blueberries, the blackberries we bought, flowers for sale; Farmland near our house on the way to the market; Rolling cooking dough; The movie, Ratatouille.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Jamie: Make New Friends, But Keep The Old...Some Are Silver And The Other Gold...


As you can tell from my blogs lately I've definitely been fulfilling the prescription from Dr. ANS to enjoy time socializing! I think this week I will need to take a big rest. :)

While Dad was here for lunch yesterday, my friend Jamie called to say she was home and wondered if she could stop over. Of course, of course, of course!

So she and Jeannine were both here for a FANTASTIC visit this afternoon.

It's been a great summer for seeing old friends and I've been savoring the moments of feeling well-enough to enjoy it all.


Currently, I'm listening to the book The Girls From Ames. It's a lovely book about eleven girls who formed a friendship group as young girls and have remained friends into their forties. They keep in touch via email by hitting the "Reply All" button and have yearly reunions. The book is making me very sentimental and nostalgic for our group of eight which fully formed in seventh grade, although many of us knew each other long before that.

In addition to knowing each other since our days playing ponytail softball as young girls, Jamie and I also both have parents from Iowa, so I found the timing of her visit particularly coincidental given the book I'm listening to!

During dinner tonight as I talked to Mom about The Girls From Ames, my visit with Jamie, and the other friends in our group she said: "Well, next summer if you feel better you can have everyone come stay here for a reunion." Wouldn't that be awesome girls? I love my mom for her willingness to 'make it work' regardless of this illness.

When I was growing up, our home was often a gathering place. I'm not sure why or how we all ended up here a lot, but I think part of it had to do with me being an only child and my parents always keeping our house welcoming and open to my friends. My mom is a classic Jewish mom and she always had plenty of food around too!

It is always my hope that when old friends come to visit, they still feel like they are stepping into a comfortable, welcoming place where they can plop down on the furniture, say what's on their mind, and help themselves to whatever they need. I hope the our home evokes familiar, happy, and comforting memories.

Thank you so much for calling and letting me know you were in town Jamie! It's been so wonderful being in touch again. And to think, Facebook had something to do with this all. (Kate, get your toosh on Facebook already, will ya?)

Blessings,

Emily

Photos: Jamie, Jeannine and me (I love the photo in which Jamie and I blocked Jeannine's face with our hair!)

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Happy Birthday Dad!



Here's Mr. Fuzz helping Dad open his birthday presents. If it's a present Asher thinks there might be something in it for him, even if it's just the tissue paper he gets to shred.

Dad came over for a birthday luncheon today--shrimp cocktail, fresh tomatoes from his garden (of which he is very proud), chocolate covered strawberries, chocolate covered cashews and iced tea. Thanks to Mom for the help in preparing the shrimp and getting the rest of the food. Dad and I each ate 1/2 pound of shrimp!

Oh and did I mention excellent conversation? Plus a Happy Birthday serenade from me?


Dad and his buddy, Asher. Both were looking quite handsome.

Asher tried really hard to give Dad some birthday kisses! Here he and Dad are battling things out!



I finally (sort of) figured out how to use the auto feature to take a pic of the two of us. As you can see Asher wanted to be in the picture too with his own birthday present (the sheep with the 16 squeakers).

I so enjoyed having an afternoon with Dad that we could really enjoy while I am feeling a bit better. It was the first year in a long time that I could get his gifts and cards together with less help, and really enjoy a meal like that.

All in all it was as lovely afternoon, and I think we created a wonderful birthday memory.

Happy 67 Dad!

Here's wishing you a healthy and blessed year.

I love you,
Champ

Photos: Asher helping Dad open presents; Dad and his buddy; Asher trying to give birthday kisses; Me and Dad.

Friday, August 21, 2009

Marcy, Coco and a Hummus Extravanganza



It's been far too long since Marcy and I have had one of our Hummus Extravanganzas! Today we had the hummus with fresh tomatoes and cucumbers from her garden. What a treat.

And she brought her newly adopted pooch, Miss Coco, to meet me. Isn't she cute?



I was determined to make sure Marcy and I had a Hummus Extravaganza and catch-up time while I am off of antibiotics so that I could enjoy our visit even more.

I struggle a lot with feeling isolated and like I'm missing out on my friends' lives because I'm unable to go visit them, see their homes, meet their children, go out places with them, etc. It means a lot to me that Marcy was willing to bring Coco with her today and to make the drive to see me. Plus she takes care of the lunch prep and clean-up. Mom provides her famous hummus.

As always the face to face girl talk was just what I needed. We always have so many things to talk about we don't know where to start!

Thanks girlfriend!

LYLAS,
Emily

Photos: Marcy and Coco. Finally, you took the plunge and got a pooch! :)

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Me and Asher


I love this picture of me and Asher that Aunt Joan snapped when she was here visiting last weekend. Aunt Joan got a chuckle out of how much I talk to Mr. Fuzz.

I hope to get the rest of the pictures posted from Aunt Joan and Uncle Larry's visit soon...

For now, I just wanted to share this picture that Joan edited and sent to me today.

Blessings,

Emily

Photo: Me and Asher having a little 'talk'--I am sure I am telling him what a good boy he is! :)

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

New Tennies


After dinner this evening Mom and I headed out to the mall with the sole purpose of getting me a new pair of sneakers. She and I had been on Google chat earlier in the day when she suggested perhaps we go look for some 'new tennies'. I still smile every time I think of her writing that.


I thought: Will be a quick outing. Will go to Penney's only. Will buy Nike's because they are the only brand that has ever fit my feet. Will just be a few pairs to choose between. Will use the Golden Parking Pass. Will zip right into the shoe department in The Rolls. Will be the perfect time to go to the store--Tuesday night and the back-to-school shopping is not in full gear yet.

What really happened: I came home feeling frustrated and completely exhausted. I ate a gluten-free dairy-free brownie to 'deal with it'.

I'm writing this post because I want to share what often happens with outings. They are filled with mixed emotions, and not all are as successful as the movie outing was.

Even though we parked in the handicapped parking right outside the entrance to the shoe department the doors had no button to activate the doors. They were not automatic doors and we struggled to wheel me both in and out of the store. The customer service desk is located right by the door and no one offered to help.

Once we were greeted in the shoe department, no one offered to help us with anything. I realize this is the way the stores are now. I really miss going to buy shoes and having the folks help you out! That is one thing that has gone by the wayside since I got sick!

Thankfully Mom did all of the hunting for shoes, picking out options, opening and repacking boxes, lacing up shoes, pulling paper out of them, and so on.

One of the things I love most about my mom is her incredible ability to be in tune with me and to know what I both need and want. She is somewhat unaware of this gift, no matter how often I tell her how much it means to me. She has a 'knowing' about me that is the kind I could only hope to give my own child.

It ended up taking us a long time to find a pair of shoes that fit. Clearly, either Nike's have changed in the last ten years since I bought sneakers or my feet have changed!

I had trouble knowing what to look for in a sneaker since it's been so long since I've bought a pair. I'm used to going somewhere and being helped with the fitting.

It was hot in the store.

The hardest and most frustrating part though was how difficult it was to try on the many pairs of shoes, how difficult it was to stand up long enough to even see if the shoe was a possibility, and how sick I felt by the end of the trip because of all of the up and down and standing.

An outing like this is an example of the many emotions that my illness brings up for me.

On the one hand, I'm pleased that I could go to choose my own shoes. Yesterday in an attempt to archive old messages in my inbox I found an email to Carrie from 2006 stating that I had felt well enough to ride in the car with Mom to pick up Asher at the groomer. I was so excited, I told her, to be able to leave the house for something other than a doctor's appointment. It put into perspective where I am now compared to three years ago.

I'm humbled and blessed by the gift of a mother who knows what I need, when I need it, and how I need it. I'm blessed that she wants to spend time with me doing things like shopping for new tennies.


On the other hand, I'm angry that the doors aren't automated. What about my friends who go to the store by themselves? Why don't the sales clerks help at the shoe department when they see that you cannot get the things on your own? I wanted to be passive aggressive and leave extra opened shoe boxes just so the sales people would have more to put away when we left. They were standing around chatting the whole time we were there.

That's the external anger. Internally, I feel sad and frustrated that the simple task of buying a pair of shoes for the winter months is no fun. I'm used to getting a high just from the feel of a new pair of sneakers. Instead I just came home feeling deflated that it was so much work and so exhausting. I kept apologizing to Mom for taking so long at the store, making her have to work so hard to help me, etc. It's hard to watch her kneeling on the floor to help me put on a pair of shoes, when I feel like it's my turn to help her in life.

Right now, I just want to cry over the seemingly mundane and simple task of going shopping for a pair of shoes. Was it worth it to 'get out of the house' at this cost? Would I have been better off to top off what had been a good day by just watching an enjoyable show on TV? Would I have been more cranky if Mom had to go shopping for me than I am having gone along? Was it worth the ANS storm that I'm having now and the possibility of losing a night's sleep because of it?

It doesn't help that I feel guilty about feeling this way. I know the emotions are disproportionate to the actual event. I know they are irrational. Still, I feel what I feel.

One of the lessons I'm learning about chronic illness from the book Life Disrupted: Getting Real About Chronic Illness In Your Twenties and Thirties is that meltdowns over the little things are pretty common stuff. When everything else is completely out of control, we hope to somehow control the little things. When we can't, sometimes we lose it over the little things. I lose it over shoe shopping, a TiVo box that won't work, an iPod that freezes, a burned piece of toast. It's too hard to face the big stuff. Way too hard.

I'm determined that one of the two 'tennies' options we came home with will be 'good enough'. At least they were on sale! In the end, I know I'll enjoy my new shoes. I'll remember that the outing was hard, but I'll smile when I see the new shoes I picked out myself.

And now to hit the publish button before I chicken out over my 'authenticity'.

Blessings,

Emily

Photo: The two pairs of shoes I came home with because I was too tired to decide--a pair of Skechers and a pair of Nike's.