The energizer bunny

I’m starting to feel like chronic illness just keeps going and going and going …

I know that’s the definition of chronic, but I keep getting my hopes up. I suppose the right thing to focus on is that life goes on too. And for the most part, I do. But this is my space to talk about other things. Like my daughter, who is continuing to complain of daily belly pain even after the constipation treatment. We’re waiting on the results of an x-ray to see if constipation is still the cause, but she’s complaining of headaches now too and I am not hopeful.

While she is obviously a focus of my concern, my own situation is also not so great right now. I’ve experienced a lot of pain, fatigue and brain fog recently, some temperature regulation problems, ear ringing is back, and so is napping and a little dizziness. I am ramping up the yoga again and taking frequent salt baths. I am also trying to get my sleep patterns back under control. My homeopath/MD suspects yeast, and gave me a bunch of supplements and diet change (low carbs/sugar) to help with that, but I’m also going to see the endocrinologist because my appetite has been out of control, which happened the last time I was hyperthyroid. Tomorrow bloodwork, then we’ll see.

Anyway, I’m surprisingly cheerful despite all this, and I’m still hopeful it’s a temporary symptom uptick. As I said: my bigger concerns are with how to help my daughter. But I wanted to give an update nonetheless. No interesting stories or major insights today, just the realities of ongoing chronic illness.

Pain free moments

It’s funny how sometimes you don’t truly percieve something until it’s gone. That’s how it is with my pain. Last Tuesday or Wednesday my pain finally lifted, and I realized how much pain I’d been in for the past few weeks. Suddenly I was much more understanding of myself-in-pain.

Since then I’ve been pain free for well more than half of each day, and had increasing amounts of energy as well. The first day I couldn’t stop smiling. By the third day it was starting to be routine again to not constantly feel pain radiating from my back and neck.

Let’s hope this is the beginning of the end of my recent endless flare up :).

Up and down, up and down

It’s been a while since I made an entry in this blog, though I often think of things I’d like to write about. A big reason for this is that I’ve been trying very hard to return to my working life (somewhat unsuccessfully). As a result I cut out from my day everything that isn’t directly benefiting the kids (computers and the kids just don’t mix) or my job. You might note that no where in that sentence did I refer to the things that benefit me, and that’s probably part of why this attempt was unsuccessful, though my illness of course also contributed. But all of that is a topic for a separate post.

Today I’m here to talk about my symptoms, and my doctors, and the frustration of how badly the two are interacting. At the bottom of this post you’ll see a very nice little diagram showing my symptoms (yellow line) and the other factors that may interact with them. Anything below the 0 line is bad. For example, I started tracking my sleep around 3/11, and you can see that for the first two days, I got *less* sleep than I should have. In contrast, you can probably see that my symptoms were better than normal around 2/12 and 2/26 but worse than normal around 1/15, 2/19 and 3/11. Details on the scales and what I was tracking can be found in the caption below the image.

Now, I made this chart because I’m a scientist and I like data, but because I’m a scientist, I also know that this chart is almost meaningless. Less meaningless than my daily symptom logs (which I’ve almost stopped doing at this point, nothing new seems to come up) but still meaningless. First of all, I don’t have anyone else’s charts to compare with. Second, it’s a lot of data, but way too little to conclude anything. Maybe after a year or so I could reach conclusions, but right now it’s impossible to correlate behavior with results.

So why am I keeping a chart? A couple of reasons.

  • First off, my memory is shot, so it’s hard to report clearly what’s happening without recording the data. At least that way I can be concrete with my doctors.
  • Second, my memory is shot, so I need something like this to prove to myself and others I’m still sick — look, this, today, is not the normal me — remember, I once lived without pain. You might think that I don’t need to do this anymore, but at this point is exactly when it seems to be necessary once again. In the last week, I had two alternative docs tell me that they had nothing more to offer me, that I just had to stop worrying so much and I would start to improve. Not quite as bad as saying I’m just imagining being ill, but not exactly the help I was hoping to get. The only doctors who are still truly checked in and helping at this point are my MD/homeopath (who still seems unsure of how to help me) and my therapist (who is great, but can’t give me a cure).
  • Third, science may not be able to draw conclusions, but sometimes you have to trust your gut. I hope that with the help of this data to supplement my memory, my gut may start to reach some conclusions about what is helpful and what is not. I have to decide whether to do yoga or not, how important sleep is, and so on. Science can’t help me, my doctors can’t help me, my intellect is running out of ideas, so maybe at least I can help my gut guide me.

So I’ll keep the chart, and I’ll keep adding to the chart, and I’ll keep waiting. The increasing numbers of days with energy give me hope. The increasing numbers of days with lots of sleep provide affirmation that I’m doing what I can to help myself. And maybe one day the whole picture will either tell me what I’m doing is working, or show me what to do.
Lyme symptom chart

Chart 1: a history of my symptoms. I track

  1. cold: whether my I had a cold or the flu (since my immune system functioned so badly when I became infected, the hope is that we will see an improvement now that I’ve been treated). Scale is -1 (sick) to 0 (not sick)
  2. symptoms: (scale is -2 (lots of symptoms like pain and fatigue) to 2 (lots of energy plus no symptoms)
  3. period: since it seemed to match up with downturns. Scale is 0 (no) or 1 (yes)
  4. hrs sleep (only tracked since around 3/11). If I get 7.5 hours of sleep (exactly enough when I’m energetic) that maps to 0 on the scale. If I get less than 7.5 hrs, I subtract 1 for each hour less. If I get more than 7.5 hours, I add 1 for each hour more.
  5. Whether I did yoga (only tracked since around 3/11). 0 means I did yoga morning and evening, -.5 means I only did it once, -1 means I didn’t do it at all.

Fighting to stay positive

Today has been difficult, no sign in sight of an end to the bad week. My back and neck hurt, my nerves feel hyper sensitive there and the only relief is when my husband touches my back. Also, my head has been hurting for hours, and neither a nap nor ibuprofin helped my head or back. In addition, my knees have been feeling arthritic today (a new symptom), my jaw is a little stiff, my ears are ringing and currently I’m nauseous. My abdomen’s still tender. And my mind’s been wandering again, making it difficult to sleep. At the same time, a friend who hadn’t seen me in a few months told my my complexion looks better, my face more filled out, than when she last saw me (pre-antibiotics). Her comments are an echo of what others have told me this week.

I know that hope and positive thinking have a very important role to play in healing.  Yet on days like today it’s very hard to keep my focus on that, or even on the positive comments, the negative looms so large: The fear that I will continue to get worse, that I made a mistake in which doctors I trusted, that I will have to revise my life again to a set of constraints I don’t want.  After hearing from this friend who hasn’t seen me recently, I am starting to believe that there is outward change to match the inward change I was feeling before this week. I’m glad I look better, yet even so I doubt it’s meaning. Is it a sign of healing, that I will get back to my old self, or just that the minimalistic lifestyle I currently subscribe to (little work early, bedtimes) is acceptable to my body?

Maybe I’m just setting my hopes on something too immediate, too specific. I don’t have faith any longer that I can map out my path to recovery. Maybe that’s ok. Instead, I will work toward the following: I will reach a day where I have moved beyond the pain and the worry.  I will reach a day when lyme is part of my history, a story I can tell my children, like RSI.

jen

Another cold, loss of the use of my left arm

We left for Europe, and I rested as much as possible on that trip. I didn’t attend the conference, focusing only on paper writing, and generally tried to take it easy. Despite this, I began the week with another cold (approximately the 10th cold or flu I’d had since the beginning of April, meaning I’d had almost 2 per month during that period). When I returned, I saw my MD/homeopath again (on 9/25) and we discussed my entire history (extending long before the current disease had started). This led her to believe she’d found the right remedy, and both she and I ended the visit on a hopeful note, the first I’d felt in a long time.

Sadly, I reacted to the medication by getting worse. In particular, I began to feel shooting pains in my left shoulder on 9/28 and by 9/30 I could not use my arm for anything due to the pain, even turning the steering wheel of a car. My back pain reached its peak for the whole illness on 9/27 and I developed night sweats (usually a sign my body is successfully fighting something, so I was hopeful at first. However, my lymph nodes popped out more and I also developed an itchy rash between my legs.

I called my MD/homeopath, and she suggested a remedy, and once again within 24 hours my suddenly debilitating arm pain was cleared up. However, the remainder of my symptoms continued throughout the month of October: my back pain went up and down, I developed another cold, my lymph nodes remained swollen, and even occasionally ached painfully.

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