Belinda Taylor: Would you Rather…?

This ‘Meet My Peeps’ post comes from one of my favourite writers, Belinda Taylor.  A former ICU Nurse, and general Science boffin, mother of Milly the Cat and Monty the budgie, and wife of Chris; Belinda has completed a Diploma of Accounting in the time since her diagnoses.  She has post viral POTS complicated by Myalgic Encephalitis. I don’t think she’s been formerly diagnosed with a wicked sense of humour, but she’s got one.   You may recognise her style from the excellent spoof report she wrote for this blog recently, ‘Breaking News’ all about a cure for chronic illnesses.   And if you are working on one of those 8 Great Ways to Live Well, and need something funny in your day, look no further than Bel’s two pieces.  She makes me smile this girl!

Photo of Belinda Taylor and the quote: "Having a chronic illness of any sort is like a life changing game of 'Would you Rather?'"

Some friends and I used to play a game called “Would You Rather?” at work. Being nurses, it was always pretty easy to find something appalling and stomach-churning to test where your limits of tolerance were. Poo in the eye was always a favourite.
“Would you rather… poo in the eye? Or, to eat a teaspoon of sputum?” See? We were pretty gross.

Having a chronic illness of any sort is like a life changing game of Would You Rather? Would you rather, have your mind deteriorate and a healthy body? Or, have a functioning mind and have your body crap out on you? I’m not sure the first option would be a whole lot of fun, unless your deteriorating mind made you hallucinate all day that you were being fed chocolate macarons by Jamie Fraser from Outlander, while lying in a bubble bath.

Having POTS and ME, I can 100% say that the second option isn’t a bundle of laughs either. I would much prefer poo in the eye. Having your mind say “Yes!” while your body says “Hell, NO!” is a lesson in frustration that is played out in the interaction of your body and mind every day. If my mind and body were once friends, they would have broken up by now and only spoken on birthdays and the occasional ‘like’ on Facebook.

A typical day might go something like this:

Scene: Our heroine is lying in bed in the morning, having just woken up.

MIND: Ugh, I really need to go to the loo!*

BODY: Ha! You know I’m going to make you face plant if you try and get up before you’re well hydrated and have taken your meds

MIND: -but if I drink more, I’ll need to go to the toilet even more!

BODY: Well, ok, if you want to risk it…..

MIND: Fine, you win. I’ll drink this bottle but I’m not waiting for the meds to kick in.

BODY: OK, I can live with that.

erm, what would I know_!(2)

Our heroine commences a wobbly walk down the hall to the bathroom for sweet, sweet, bladder relief.

MIND: I suppose now we’re up, you want to be fed?

BODY: Well, I’m not too fussed. I’d be willing to let you do something else first. Feed the cat maybe, put some washing on.

MIND: Wow, ok, thanks. I’ll get onto that then.

1 minute and 43 seconds later…..

BODY: FEED ME NOW!!!!  Stop what you’re doing immediately and feed me! I’m nauseous, I’m dizzy, I must be fed right now or I really think I might die!

MIND: But you just said-

BODY: –I know, but now I really have decided that feeding me would be the best thing.
I’m getting hanGRY**!

MIND: Well, ok, if you’re going to be like that about it, here, have some breakfast.

BODY: Ahhh, thank you. I love you.
Thank you for feeding me and looking after me with this delicious food. You really are the best.

MIND: You’re welcome-

BODY: -Gah!! What is this?? Now I have food in my belly, I have to do work to digest it?? Seriously? Well you know what this means, don’t you? I’m going to have to steal all the blood and give it to the stomach. Sorry brain, you miss out this time. And heart? Yeah, you’re going to have to work really hard to get the pitiful amount of blood I’ve left you up to the brain. Sorry about that, but I really have my work cut out for me here with all this digesting.

1 hour later

MIND: Do you think it would be ok if we moved now? Maybe we could try a bit of exercise?

BODY: Oooh, exercise, yes that sounds like fun. What shall we do?

MIND: Maybe we could just walk down to the corner and back again.

BODY: Yeah! Let’s go. This sounds amazing. Woo Hoo! Exercise here I come.

Our heroine makes it to the first corner down the street.

BODY: I’m feeling awesome. Can we go further? I’m loving this! I feel so freeeeeee. Let’s go to the next corner. The next corner really would make my life complete, you know.

MIND: Are you sure? You always say you’re quite tired after exercise. I don’t want you to overdo things. I’m trying to look after you. But the next corner would be pretty amazing…

BODY: Yes! Let’s do it. This is… easy.

Our heroine walks to the next corner.

BODY: Um, yeah, sorry about this, but I don’t feel so good. I think the next corner might have been a bad idea.

MIND: But, you said you felt great, you were keen to go.

BODY: What would I know?!

MIND: Well, quite.

Our heroine inches her way back home, to spend the next few hours (days/weeks) cursing her stupid body for being a bit of a tool***.

What would you rather, poo in the eye? Or chronic illness?

 

NB:  Translations below for non-Australians/New Zealanders…
* loo = toilet
** hangry = hungry +angry
*** being a bit of a tool = being a bit of a dick

 

 

A Medical Menagerie

 

This may be of interest to you if you also have Dysautonomia, Pandysautonomia or Seronegative Autoimmune Autonomic Ganglionopathy, or if you know someone who does.  If neither of those apply, please don’t feel obliged to read through.
I record below all of my medical weirdnesses because I know that people will find recognition here. I took a lot of comfort from learning that there were others like me when I first heard my diagnosis.  I have recorded all my symptoms because sometimes, something small can be a clue.  I am looking for answers and you might be too.

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Symptoms From Top to Toe:

Screen Shot 2014-05-26 at 4.32.54 pm‘Cognitive Fog’; memory issues, variable ability to concentrate, dizziness.
 These challenge my very identity.  I was smart and now thinking is much harder for me. Sometimes I sound like I’ve lost my marbles, my words get jumbled and my memory scrambled.  It’s distressing.  If I sound weird when I talk to you, it’s not that I am stupid.  I am just struggling.

Screen Shot 2014-05-26 at 4.32.54 pmI have trouble with vision sometimes, my eyes go into focal spasm.  My pupils are not always equal in size and sometimes they don’t adjust to the light properly.  My eyes are often dry.  Other times they stream and people think I am crying.  But it’s just my Dysautonomia (as moved as I am by whatever it was you just said)!

Screen Shot 2014-05-26 at 4.32.54 pmDizziness when I have a postural change has been my reality since I was eight. Sometimes I am dizzy even lying in bed and it feels like someone is slowly tilting my bed backwards in a full circle. It feels a bit like being in a raft on the ocean and I feel like I am going to fall off. Or I have a kind of up-and-down dizziness when I am just standing (like I’m bouncing internally), or presyncope when I bend over, or stand from squatting. My dizziness makes me feel unsteady on my feet and I bang into walls and doorframes. I always have to steady myself against something if I have to stand. I use a ‘shooting stick’ cane that has a seat so that if I need to sit quickly, I can. I can also use it to prop myself up.  Descending stairs is terrifying. Dizziness is never something you get used to. You learn to breathe through it, but your body always feels stressed during a dizzy episode.

Screen Shot 2014-05-26 at 4.32.54 pmThe inside of my mouth feels like after you’ve taken a big mouthful of hot soup.  That burnt tongue feeling? It is sometimes tender, dry and my gums are red and sore.

Screen Shot 2014-05-26 at 4.32.54 pmHeart issues are part of my scenery, managed mostly by my wonderful pacemaker.  I don’t take cardiac medicines anymore.  My heart rate ranges from the early thirties to the mid two hundreds. If my heart rate drops rapidly, my pacemaker kicks in.  I have had thousands of rate drop episodes since my pacemaker was inserted. I am grateful for it every day. My blood pressure can be very low, or very high, or somewhere in between.

Screen Shot 2014-05-26 at 4.32.54 pmMy stomach, digestive tract and bowel can miss important nerve messages that make them work.  This can result in a ‘pseudo obstruction’.  First, I get ‘post prandial bloating’; my tummy distends like a ten-month pregnancy.  Then, all tummy services are suspended  (so much for never having to be pregnant again)!  These days I wear forgiving clothes and I frequently get asked if I am expecting. When it is extremely bad, I make the trudge back in to hospital. It’s hideous; but my new normal is a bowel that doesn’t work without extreme inducement. I take ten various doses of laxative a day and also self administer enemas.  I hate this symptom most of all.

Screen Shot 2014-05-26 at 4.32.54 pmI am nauseous on and off all day and especially at night.  This is a side-effect of the medications which  produce peristalsis (intestinal squeezing).

Screen Shot 2014-05-26 at 4.32.54 pmMy bladder either retains urine and have to self-catheterise, or I am incontinent.  I have detrusor dysfunction, so emptying my bladder fully is tricky. Sometimes for brief and lovely periods, the pendulum passes through the middle of the arc and my bladder behaves like it used to.

Screen Shot 2014-05-26 at 4.32.54 pmMy body doesn’t regulate temperature properly.  Some parts of my body can’t sweat anymore, so other parts of my body overcompensate.  I struggle greatly with heat.  I don’t know how to dress for the conditions because my experience of them is not accurate.  In the past, I often over-dressed or under-dressed my children.  Now they are old enough to let me know if they need thermals and a jacket.  For me, it is always layers so I can try to manually adjust things from the outside in.

Screen Shot 2014-05-26 at 4.32.54 pmI get fasiculations in my muscles, in random places all over my body, sometimes these go on for a long time, other times it is just for minutes.  Sometimes, they are not there at all.

Screen Shot 2014-05-26 at 4.32.54 pmMy leg muscles are weak, so standing up from a seated position is hard.  I struggle going up and down stairs or uphill.  My left leg often burns.  I’ve been told this is nerve pain.  Sometimes I have a strange gait, it is tricky at these times to lift my feet properly.

Screen Shot 2014-05-26 at 4.32.54 pmI have pins and needles and burning sensations in my feet and hands, known as peripheral neuropathy.  We found an excellent medication for this, but now I only take it when it is extreme because the medication made my brain fuzzier.

Screen Shot 2014-05-26 at 4.32.54 pmI live with fatigue. It stands to reason that my body is tired.

 

Medications and Treatment (pre-Immune Suppression)

The general approach with Dysautonomias, is to treat the symptoms. So for everything you see above, there is something I take or do to try and help it.

 

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  1. I take Mestinon, Domperidone and Cyclizine 4x day.
  2. I take Solificenate Succinate, Gabapentin and (a list too long to be bothered recording) of laxatives on an as-needs basis.
  3. I use intermittent self-catheterisation and enemas as necessary.
  4. I also have, and highly rate, osteopathy (thank you Glyn, you are a genius!)
  5. I have iron infusions when my iron gets too low from malabsorption (these are also genius).
  6. I am currently seeing some immunologists who think it is probable that I have sero-negative Auto-immune Autonomic Ganglionopathy.  Pulse IV steroids point to an auto-immune aetiology, so moving forward I may trial other immune modulation therapies.

I rely on my husband, my kids and my friends for help, encouragement and support.  I don’t like to ask, I don’t like to receive, but I am learning how.

Still with me?  You are amazing!  Thanks for sticking around!