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Multiple Sclerosis and Family Life

Quilt Therapy Posted on July 3, 2012 by TK HarrisonJuly 3, 2012

Since being diagnosed with MS, not only has my daily quality of living changed, our family life has obviously gone through some changes, too.  The ups and downs of having a disease such as MS is, at best, unpredictable.   Since the flare-up I recently encountered, most of that was handled by myself and my husband while the kids were in school.  They didn’t SEE me all that much to notice much of a difference in my daily living.  But, since summer is upon us, they have had more than their fair share of a Mom who is unable to participate in the fun things we used to do. 

And it really hit home the other day when my youngest daughter decided she wanted to go spend the week up at my MIL’s house (we live on her property, so it’s just up the hill from our house).  Mind you, there’s a mini-family reunion going on and there are other folks here for her to play games with and have fun with – so, that’s part of her reasoning.  The other part, the youngest offspring plainly stated to me:  “Mom, you don’t DO anything but lay in your bed when I am home and that’s NOT FUN!”

Ouch my heart.

While she is somewhat correct, I am definitely not the fun mom I always enjoyed being.  The flare-up is basically over with and I am just dealing with the everyday life of a person with relapsing-remitting multiple sclerosis (RRMS).  But, the migraines are relentless.  I have them nearly EVERY.  SINGLE.  DAY.  Sometimes all day, sometimes just part of the day.  But, the only thing I can do to keep myself sane is to lay in my bed and read.  I’m aware of everything that is going on in the house – the kids, the dogs, etc.  But, the throbbing in my noggin keeps me from actively participating in the things I love – mainly my family and quilting.  While my husband was away at camp, I did cook dinner for the girls that were home with me and we cleaned up the house a few times as well as took care of the needs of our dogs, turkeys and chickens.  But, games?  Stories?  Belly laughs?  Pretty much a thing of the past when your head hurts just to lift it off of the pillow. 

Eventually, I’ll see a neurologist who specializes in migraines.  But, until we can get that appointment scheduled – my poor kids are seeing the life and times of MS and it’s no fun for any of us. 

Next week, we should all be home for the entire week.  My husband is now the go-to Dad for all things, including the fun times the kids want to have.  The older girls are exceptionally helpful in making things fun for the younger ones, whether it be through making up stories, enjoying a day of playing games or just hanging out and teasing each other.  I guess we’ll see how well the kids cope with a Mom who is no longer the fun parent!

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MS Flare-Up

Quilt Therapy Posted on May 24, 2012 by TK HarrisonMay 24, 2012

We believe I’m having a multiple sclerosis flare-up/exacerbation/relapse caused by another demyelinating lesion in my brain.  I am not a happy camper about this, but then no one who has to deal with MS (or any other lifelong disease) would wish this on themselves or others either.  I hate writing “downer” posts but I think it’s important to document what is happening for myself and for any others who may be going through the same thing.

To be clear, the “we” in this post is my husband and myself.  He now has to handle all of my medical scheduling and documentation because it is too much for me – too much stress, to much for my memory and too much work – and I just flat cannot deal with it.

My daily Copaxone syringes ran out in April.  We had an appointment with the MS neurologist to renew the script and thought everything we were supposed to do was taken care of.  We even received a courtesy call two working days before my appointment reminding us of the appointment.  THEN, the DAY BEFORE my appointment, the neurologist’s office called and said we had to have a referral from Medicaid.  What?  This neurology office doesn’t even accept Medicaid payments, so why do I need a referral???  They said if we didn’t have a referral, we had to pay cash for the visit.  THAT made no sense either, since we were already placed on the “cannot pay” (due to low income) list by this doctor, who found out that her low income patients were using their funds to pay for her expertise and not for their medications.  We thought that this was convoluted, but called our primary care physician (PCP) for the referral – which they told us would NOT happen overnight and we needed to cancel our appointment.

My husband called the neurologist’s nurse daily, sometimes two to three times daily, to get the prescription renewed.  Throughout the last year, that nurse ALWAYS returned our calls – but for the two weeks prior to my medications running out, she refused to call us back.  Nothing.  Nada.  Even his pleas for help went unanswered – and if you know my husband, you would know that pleas are not his norm.

Finally, the wonderful caseworker at Shared Solutions, who had been following my first year of taking the Copaxone very closely, called.  My husband explained the problem and although there was obvious concern in her voice, she said for him not to worry about it, she would take care of it.  WOW, someone who actually listened, returned telephone calls and followed through with her statements was a welcome relief.  And the case worker made it all happen – she jumped through the doctor’s hoops for renewal, she jumped through the Medicaid hoops for renewal and she got my meds renewed.

But, not before I had been out of them for two weeks.

Two weeks is a lifetime when you have a disease that you know is a ticking timb bomb in your brain. 

And what chapped my hiney more than anything was when we finally did get our referral to the neurologist, she pushed us off on her physician’s assistant (PA)!  Mind you, we really like the PA – she is like us insofar that she pulls no punches with what she says, she answers all of our questions and thus far, has returned all of my telephone calls.  But, when you’ve drivin 80 miles to see a specialist, you darned well EXPECT to see the specialist.  We told her we had been out of the Copaxone for two continuous weeks and she immediately jumped up and went and got me a three-week supply from their office.  IF the neurologist’s nurse had called us back, perhaps they could have done the same BEFORE my script ran out instead of after!!!  And before you ask, we did not know if the PA could renew my prescription – hence the reason we didn’t call her in the first place!

This is our first year of dealing with all of these medications and doctors – if they do not tell you what you need to do, then how do you know??? 

(As an aside, we recently found out that at some point, the neurologist had put in my chart that I was not to be prescribed any triptans for my migraines, because of the family vascular disease on my dad’s side – brain aneurysms took both his life and my older brother’s lives while they were in their 30s.  The neurologist made NOTE of it in the chart, but NEVER told us that.  Here I had my PCP, the neurologist and her PA trying to medicate the migraines away and I could have, frankly, caused my own aneurysm if the PA had not told us of this VERY.  IMPORTANT.  NOTE. that was made at some point in the past but the neurologist did not inform us of her chart notation.)

Also of note is that this medication can take up to six months to do its thing.  I don’t know (or cannot remember) all of the ins-and-outs of the medicine, but it can take six months to work as it is supposed to – and what it is supposed to do is to lower the rate of your recurring brain lesions.  So, I didn’t just have two weeks without the medication, my six month countdown also returns.  For example, we know I had three new non-demyelinating lesions in my brain over the past year per a January 2012 MRI.  These probably occurred before I was placed on the medication or in that six-month grace period before the medication can actually begin working.  Since they were non-demyelinating, the neurologist was not concerned with them.  In MS, most of the time you are treating the symptoms of active demyelinating lesions on a regular basis while trying to find a medication that works to slow down the lesion process.  Unlike some cancers, MS is not curable.  I will live with it for the rest of my life….and pray that on a long-term basis, we keep the number of demyelinating lesions at bay.

Anyway, back to the original issue – the relapse in my MS.  It started with foot cramps, which frankly were just weird because I have no feeling in my feet from the ankles down, but I could definitely feel these painful muscle spasms in my feet.  Then, after about a week, they moved up to the muscles in my legs.  Luckily, this is a common occurrance in MS patients (so we found out from our own research) so we have been working with the PA to medicate them away.  As of Monday, they had disappeared from my legs but I had them nearly daily in my feet.  The PA was happy in that she felt we had the spasms “moving south” and we just needed to up the dosage to stop them in my feet.  She increased my dosage of meds on Monday and I will try that for the week.  I had a foot cramp (not a full blown spasm) yesterday and this morning I woke up having a very hurty muscle spasm in my calf muscle.  I cannot say for sure that these were not caused by the stress of going to the doctor yesterday or not, so I will just document them and continue monitoring to see if the meds are working as they are supposed to. 

I have had a migraine for 11 or 12 days – two days in the past two weeks I got a reprieve, but it returned with a vengence thereafter.  A “turn off the lights and be quiet” migraine.  NOT easy to deal with when you have four children at home!  I can “feel” the migraine in the left hemisphere of my brain – my right side feels normal, but if I could just cut off the left hemisphere, I’d feel great!  🙂

Last night, the entire lower half of my face went numb and was tingly all over – feeling like your hand when it falls asleep and slowly wakes up.  The numbness on the right side of my face, after a stabbing migraine, was what sent me to the hospital in December 2010 and the MS was diagnosed, so I *know* that this is also MS related.

I am also back to running into things when I walk, unable to keep my balance or move through a space without bumping into things.  Again, this was a symptom I had before my initial diagnosis.  I am currently sporting a lovely baseball-sized bruise on one thigh because my husband had cleaned under our dining room table and did not put it back where exactly sat and I misjudged its placement one evening and plowed right into it.  OWWW.

This is the “face” of an MS relapse in my world.  These can be different for each MS patient, but the symptoms that are common are well-documented on various websites, so researching them after they start has been rather simple.  AND, with each new symptom, I call the PA and have received a call-back from her within an hour – so, you can bet we are DONE trying to get the neurologist’s nurse to help us.

My next step in this venture is to get a referral and make an appointment with another neurologist in the same office I already go to, as she specifically handles migraines.  We will see if perhaps she can help me with this head of mine!!!

 

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MS Awareness Week March 12th – 18th

Quilt Therapy Posted on March 12, 2012 by TK HarrisonMarch 12, 2012

There are some people who fight the MS fight valiantly.  They never complain, take the disease head-on and just move forward with their lives without wanting anyone to know what they are dealing with.

Not me.

There are some who love to tell you of someone they know who are doing wonderfully, their medications are working and they are not having any problems.  And if they aren’t, then obviously you shouldn’t be, either.

Not me.

There are some who do not want to hear about what you are going through – they just cannot bear to hear of any negativity.  They pull away.

Not me.

There are some who will tell you how to fix everything that’s wrong with you – they are Doctor Mom, without the education to back it up.

Not me.

There are some who are naysayers, who will predict your future because they are sure they know way more than anyone else on the subject.

Not me.

I’m not looking for pity.  What I’m honestly looking for is understanding.  If education is key, then I would love to educate just one person on what Multiple Sclerosis is all about.  This week is MS awareness week.  Are you aware that MS can be an unseen disease – hence I have a handicapped tag for my automobile and it is used because I could do a serious face-plant if I had to walk further than the closest parking spot to a store if I did not use it?  You cannot SEE the MS in me.  You perhaps may be able to tell that I cannot walk straight or that I hold onto one of my kids or my husband if I’m walking across a parking lot (and cling to a shopping cart as if it were the only way to stay upright).  I have not endured any of the stares or statements that some talk about for using my parking tag but I assure you my family is well equipped to handle it should the subject come up.

If you would like to learn more about MS, please click here.  Perhaps someone you know just found out they have it and you would like to find out more about it, or you would like to find out how you can help someone with MS.  I will have it all my life.  I pray that my children will not ever get it.  I pray that YOU will never get it.  I also pray that you will have a better understanding of the disease – because you can at least say you have heard of someone who has it.  Stand up and be counted as one who has taken the time to educate yourself about MS, and lend a hand where you can.  I can tell you, those hands mean a lot to those of us who they are reaching out to.

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Multiple Sclerosis and What REALLY Matters

Quilt Therapy Posted on March 8, 2012 by TK HarrisonMarch 8, 2012

Every single day I wake up to a new world – and it has nothing to do with my natural blonde self.  Living with multiple sclerosis is like living with most other life-altering diseases – you just do not know how you will feel from one day to the next.  I could wake up with a migraine, with spasms in my feet, with numbness or tingling in my face or hands, unable to walk, etc.  It’s a daily unknown, and we are on a constant vigil to be sure to document anything new that happens and what I am doing, eating, drinking, etc. so I can properly explain it to my list of doctors.  There has only been one day in the past 13+ months when I have not experienced dizzy spells throughout the day, and to date we still do not know if this is related to the MS or not.  There is no normal, and anyone who has MS will tell you the same.  Stress is really the biggest issue that causes the most symptoms and I try to avoid it at all costs because the symptoms usually end with me in the bed trying to recover.

The one thing I will never, ever take for granted anymore is love.  Oh my goodness, have I seen love in its rawest of forms from some of the most wonderful people even moreso since my diagnosis – some who I already knew who loved me, some who expressed it before but express it more often now and some who I had no idea even gave me a second thought.  And it’s not just love for me, it’s love for my family, too.  Love for our well being, love for all of our health and welfare.  Love just BECAUSE.

I do not remember my parents telling me they loved me.  Some may dispute this fact, but it is not in my memory bank.  I know my Gramma from Tramma loved me, as she’d say, “I love ya doll.”  I always thought I was so very special when she said that, until I heard her tell her best friend the same thing one night when I dropped her off at her favorite pub.  hehe  I have had a number of family members say they loved me, but before I truly learned what love was with my brother, I probably didn’t understand what “love” meant.  At least not unconditional love.  That was when I realized how much my love with my Gramma from Tramma meant to me, even though her love sustained me for so very long through the good, the bad and the ugly.

Now, after a nearly 20 year relationship with an extremely loving husband that has produced four amazingly loving children, I can honestly say love easily flows from my heart and lips.  It is said with emotion and comes directly from my soul.  I have no problem loving, despite shutting off my emotions in order to cope with a very difficult childhood.

My special aunt has told me I am very loyal, even if someone hurts me.  I suppose that is true, though I haven’t really thought about it much.  I will say that if I am hurt enough, I will close the door on a relationship (after some serious prayer and contemplation) without a second thought.  I do not want myself or my family involved in toxic relationships – it is not worth it to put my children in any type of hurt of that type.  It is my job as a parent to protect them, and I will do so to the best of my ability.  I do know that my children have not met many members of my extended family because I want to shelter them from my past.  It may be that those who have hurt those I care about a long time ago have changed and would not cause pain anymore, but I am not willing to put my kids in harm’s way on the chance that they will be hurt.  When they are adults, if they choose to search out the extended family, I will point them in the direction and explain how they are related to them.  My past pain is just that, in the past.  They know enough to know what happened to me and for now, all they want to do is to protect their mommy from further pain.  For now, it is the most loving thing a Mom could ask for from her children.

My third foster mother recently told me I have some of the best coping skills she has ever seen for a child who went through as much as I did.  I have to thank her family and my aunt and uncle for that, because out of all of the chaos surrounding my childhood – they were the ones who brought any semblance of normalcy to my life.  Both when I lived with them when I was growing up and a whole lot as I have continued to mature.  A counselor helped along the way, too.  And love.  Always love.  Sometimes tough love.  Sometimes distant love.  But, always love.

Today, love drives me.  Love makes me get out of bed every morning.  Love for God my Father.  Love for my family, who needs me to be the wife, the Mother, the daughter-in-law.  Love for my best friend from fourth grade, who I surprised on her birthday last July and made her cry in church because she didn’t know I was coming.  Love for my cousin, who drove me around and we got girl-time together for a whole weekend without her parental intrusion.  Love from my quilt group, who welcomed me with open arms and told me repeatedly how much they missed me since I’d been avoiding them for six months because the meetings make me dizzy.  Love for my foster mother who continues to treat me as one of her own children, even though I was but a mere placement through the foster care system.  The list goes on and on – but, there are so many who love and whom I love.  SO many with hearts and arms wide open.

Love is what makes living with MS bearable.  It is the only thing that matters in this big ole’ hard-nosed world.  I will no longer spend time on things that do not bring happiness and love to my world and my family.  I will repeat the golden rule my Gramma from Tramma tried to drill into five headstrong and independent kids:  Treat others as you want to be treated.

LIVE

LOVE

LAUGH

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What’s Your Passion?

Quilt Therapy Posted on February 3, 2012 by TK HarrisonFebruary 3, 2012

After an upsetting MRI report this week (three new brain lesions), I have spent the last 24 hours really thinking about what I want to do in this life and making sure I do what I am passionate about it.  I don’t want the fluff.  I’m not a good “small-talker”.  I love others very quickly, trust quickly and am loyal to the end unless hurt.  In trying to make sure I expend the energies I have on on the things I am passionate about, I can leave the rest of daily living up to God and my family – I need to make sure I am doing what I love and being with those I love because I don’t have many reserves at the end of the day to waste on things that have such small meaning in the big picture of life.  My list is short, but it consumes me and fills me with love:

  • God
  • Husband
  • Four children
  • Extended family (both mine and my husband’s)
  • Quilting
  • Friends

Honestly?  That is my passion list.  Of course, if you have four kids, that list when measured in time can never be replaced – but, it sure does TAKE UP a lot of time!  But, with the ongoing demise of my brain cells and function, I vow here and now to spend my time living for the passion that fulfills me.  There IS no time to waste, and I don’t waste a second of it when I’m capable of doing something that fills my soul with joy.

How about you?  What’s your passion?

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