When the National Academy of Medicine (NAM, formerly the Institute of Medicine/IOM) released its recommendations for Systemic Exertion Intolerance Disease (SEID) as a replacement for “ME/CFS,” I saw a lot of people spreading this myth: That “post exertional malaise” (PEM) is what differentiates myalgic encephalomyelitis (M.E.) from other illnesses. This is not true, nor is this what’s explained in the NAM’s report. At most, the report says that the presence of PEM helps distinguish it from other conditions, while it is what best distinguishes “ME/CFS” from idiopathic chronic fatigue. PEM alone is not specific to M.E., Chronic fatigue syndrome (CFS), or SEID, just like unrefreshing sleep is not specific to any one disease. Continue reading “The Parts of ME: Does “Post Exertional Malaise (PEM)” exist in other diseases?”
This is a survey of sorts that went around several years back, obviously before I ever made this site. It’s still going around, so I’ve updated some of my old answers in response to more recent developments, and decided to put it here. :) Feel free to fill out this survey for your own blog! (The blank form is at the link.)
The illness I live with is: primarily Myalgic encephalomyelitis (M.E.) and Borrelia burgdorferi (Lyme disease), complicated by additional infections for which I have tested positive: Bartonella quintana, Bartonella henselae, andMycoplasma pneumoniae. There is no cure for M.E., and because of immunodeficiencies and extremely delayed diagnosis, I have late stage neuroborreliosis. I finished treatment for bartonellosis, but the disease is prone to relapse, and by mid-2013, it did.
I was diagnosed with it in the year: 2002 for M.E.; 2009 for the rest.
But I had symptoms since: 2000-2002 for M.E.; 2006 for Lyme disease; and 2008 for the rest.
The biggest adjustment I’ve had to make is: putting forth a conscious effort to consider how every little thing I do (or don’t do) will affect me longterm. This is the crux of being a spoonie.
Most people assume: that either none of these illnesses exist at all, or that they have no potential to go chronic or cause the level of disability I experience. Oh, don’t mind me, I’m just dying from something you don’t even believe in, that makes perfect sense…!?
The hardest part about mornings are: dealing with the surge of pain I feel from lack of medication overnight; making sure I don’t pass out; stabilizing my autonomic nervous system.
My favorite medical TV show is: Monsters Inside Me.
A gadget I couldn’t live without is: my smartphone!
The hardest part about nights are: sometimes my headaches are worse by then.
Each day I take ___24___ pills & vitamins.
Regarding alternative treatments I: have been helped more by herbs and specific supplements than any pharmaceutical drug, as far as the M.E. is concerned; but without the drugs for Lyme disease and the infections I picked up, I doubt I’d be typing this right now.
If I had to choose between an invisible illness or visible I would choose: invisible, because I’m not a fan of attention and I like the option of blending in. Using mobility aids like canes, wheelchairs, and mobility scooters has brought me to the visible spectrum, and I still prefer invisible, with that in mind. But I really don’t have to choose, I guess–I’ve been both!
Regarding working and career: I think this blog is the closest I get to working. We’re all here on earth to grow our souls, and it just so happens my soul decided I could best learn through the experience of sickness. As a wise woman once said, there was never a version of this life for me where I wouldn’t have been sick. I.e., this is what I have to work with! Every day I do the best I can for my body so that my soul can continue its journey here.
People would be surprised to know: just how sick I get AFTER they see/visit with me, because my worsening can be delayed by 24 hours or more; that phone conversations give me a fever; that continuous typing or texting can lead me to muscle paralysis.
The hardest thing to accept about my new reality has been: that the odds are, statistically, against me.
Something I never thought I could do with my illness that I did was: travel across the country during nine days of feeling miraculously better (though it still ended with me in the ER) to accomplish my bucket list dream of visiting San Francisco, watching the sun set into the Pacific ocean, and seeing the majestic Redwoods in the Avenue of the Giants. Also, helping so many people with the words I share. At the time of my first editing this post, my site had exactly 26,000 page views. Now on my third edit (2014), it has had over 72,000… How is that even possible? I’m in awe. Thank you for letting me into your life.
The commercials about my illness: are non-existent, which is almost good, because most common information about them is completely false and I’d rather people have no knowledge and come to me with questions, than to have a falsely constructed preconceived idea and think they already know everything because “the television said so.”
Some things I really miss doing since I was diagnosed are: driving; getting lost in a drawing; walking normally/significant distances; laughing without consequences; visiting loved ones without having to plan for it a week or more in advance; being spontaneous…
It was really hard to have to give up: my independence.
A new hobby I have taken up since my diagnosis is: watching concerts on DVD; reading shorter things like articles and magazines; audiobooks; public blogging; painting; zentangles.
If I could have one day of feeling normal again I would: RUN. FREAKING. EVERYWHERE.
My illness has taught me: patience; acceptance; mindfulness; the importance of perspective; compassion; that I am more than what I can do for others; that I am more than what I “do,” period.
Want to know a secret? One thing people say that gets under my skin is: when people attempt to relate by comparing situations that in absolutely no way are similar to living with severe illness. You don’t see me claiming to know “just what it’s like” to lose a child, do you?
But I love it when people: know how to fight for what they want; I respect that.
My favorite motto, scripture, quote that gets me through tough times is:
“It is the greatest mistake of all to do nothing because you can do only little; do what you can.” (Sydney Smith)
“When nature moves swiftly, it destroys.” (David Bate)
“Smile, breathe, and go slowly.” (Thich Nhat Hanh)
“But He said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for My power is made perfect in weakness.” (2 Cor 12:9)
I can deal with anything as long as I remember that whatever I need on any given day, it will be available to me. I believe the Universe looks out for us, and that there will always be enough, until there isn’t. Like Thich Nhat Hanh says, when conditions are sufficient, things manifest; when conditions are not sufficient, these manifestations withdraw.
When someone is diagnosed I’d like to tell them: that their life isn’t over. And to properly educate themselves about the illness. As far as M.E.: Do not listen to anyone that says you “just need more exercise” because that one mistake can change the course of the entire disease. As for Lyme: If someone even mentions the phrase “post lyme syndrome,” claims you can’t have it because the test was negative/you didn’t have the rash, or claims that your symptoms must be something else just because you’ve already had the standard one month of antibiotics, get as far away from them as possible, order an IGeneX kit, and find an educated Lyme-literate physician.
Something that has surprised me about living with an illness is: (1) how many people there are who want to blame YOU for being sick, because the thought of anything happening outside of their control terrifies them; (2) how many people abandon you when you get worse, for much the same reason; but also (3) how much some people are truly willing to help, and (4) how your closest friends will find a way to keep in touch with you.
The nicest thing someone did for me when I wasn’t feeling well was: not blame me for the disease worsening; cook dinner for me; bring me back food from a restaurant: clean my house; spend hours drawing things for me; mail me CDs and letters and tea without any expectations that I’d reply (because often I can’t); insert many more things here, because I’ve been truly, truly blessed with support.
I’m involved with Invisible Illness Week because: I think filling out this survey will help others feel less alone.
The fact that you read this list makes me feel: like someone cares.
Find out more about Invisible Illness Awareness Week at their website. In particular, you can sign up for their updates to receive a free chronic illness e-book on “263 ways to do more than ‘just get by'”! I’ve browsed through it and it has a little bit of something for everyone.
♥ a rainbow at night
last updated 2014, December 19th
…Or bartonella. Or mycoplasma. Or similar infections that are commonly found in the same tick that carries Lyme disease. Unless you’re like me and you happen to get them from other sources like fleas, because you’re immunocompromised and collect infections like some people collect stamps.
I’m not sure which is the true culprit. I know I started getting occipital neuralgia about four months after my tick bite, so that is definitely Lyme disease-related, but I haven’t had an attack of that in a long time; I think it’s been a year?
My serious cranial nerve involvement began when I got Bell’s Palsy immediately after contracting mycoplasma pneumoniae, an infection that usually causes “walking pneumonia” but has been known since the 1970s to also wreak havoc elsewhere, like the nervous system. It can cause just about everything that Lyme disease can, and persist even after treatment by mimicking the body’s own cells. My right eye twitched and my face drooped. I’ve mostly recovered, but some of the damage is permanent. Then my left eye began twitching and it got damaged. That is also permanent. It was all downhill from there as far as nerve damage goes, but I’m here to talk about the ones in my face.
I began treating with Rifampin and Doxycycline in January 2011, and all hell broke loose: That’s when the autonomic neuropathy made itself apparent, culminating in its diagnosis a few months later. I can’t coordinate how it all fits together, but I know my vagus nerve became damaged, my trigeminal nerve got involved somewhere, the Bell’s palsy is a factor (i.e., damage to the seventh cranial nerve, literally called “the facial nerve”), and my migraines are connected.
When the autonomic mayhem landed me in the hospital, I would try to eat something, get an “episode” where my vagus nerve would trigger all sorts of things it wasn’t supposed to, and I’d get a migraine. I got so many migraines I had to be on Topamax for almost a year. Now these days, instead of my nervous system having a meltdown, I’ll sometimes get facial pain when I start digesting, again triggering migraine-like pain on the right side of my face until the digestion stops. This can happen even if I haven’t eaten, but the act of eating can apparently be a huge trigger for trigeminal neuralgia; more on that horror story, below. But how did they all end up triggering each other?
- The trigeminal nerve is implemented in migraines and facial pain.
- The facial nerve can also be implemented in facial pain (ha, no kidding!), and the tongue numbness I get.
- Episodes of trigeminal neuralgia can involve the trigeminal nerve and the facial nerve simultaneously.
- And the vagus nerve–as it pertains to this post–is responsible for digestion-related reflexes…
But again, how did it come to be that my vagal reflexes got connected to my trigeminal response, in ways they previously were not? All I know for sure is one or more of these infections attacked my cranial nerves, and I’m left with odd, painful remnants as my body has attempted to heal.
After my last post, the “tension-headache-thing-that-wasn’t-quite-a-tension-headache”-thing went away and was replaced with the worst episode of trigeminal neuralgia I’ve had to date. Perhaps the tension-like pain was a precursor? (A Lymie friend on Twitter mentioned that she often gets headaches or migraines before her trigeminal neuralgia attacks, too.)
The best way I can think to describe what happened is that, I ate a bowl of crunchy cereal, and immediately after it felt like my teeth were going to explode. It’s one of those things where, if someone else told me the level of pain they were in, I would swear they were exaggerating because how is that possible? My other attacks have been similar–extremely severe, extremely sudden pain that makes you start shaking from its intensity–but it’s never lasted quite this long.
I remember a long time ago writing about another unusual headache, something that acted like “an ice pick headache that keeps on going.” In hindsight, that headache that felt like someone stabbed me in the forehead may have been an episode of trigeminal neuralgia, too. :\ It certainly sounds like it, from what I wrote.
I hate how deceptive it can be, when it starts to fade away only to attack you suddenly again. It took several days to completely go away and stop fading in and out. I have moments of unexplained facial pain daily, anyway, but nothing so severe as that. For my usual, spontaneous facial pain–the kind that is often tied to my digestion for some unexplained reason–butalbital is a huge help. It’s a huge help in my neuropathic pain in general, actually, even though I’ve never heard of anyone else using it for that. Half a tablet of Fioricet (or Bucet, which is the same as Fioricet but without the caffeine; most doctors don’t even know it exists) and that kind of nerve pain is usually gone.
Like occipital neuralgia, nothing much helps trigeminal neuralgia, or at least nothing that my system can tolerate. (Things like carbamazepine are completely out of the question for me.) That night, I was already on hydrocodone and ibuprofen, but had to take twice as much as I usually need, and it still only dulled it enough so that I wasn’t shaking. I couldn’t lie down and put any pressure on my skull until it began to ease.
The gratitude I had for being able to take those pain relievers cannot be put into words. And I’m still trying to wrap my head around the fact that something can hurt that much, and that I went through it. If you’d have told me two years ago I’d be going through something that would make my face feel like I was being stabbed and my teeth as if they were going to explode out of my skull at any moment, I’d have called you crazy.
I feel so much for people who have to go through TN, especially if they have no idea what is causing it. At least I know what is causing mine.
If you do need to be properly evaluated for Lyme disease–and unless you’ve specifically seen a Lyme Literate Medical Doctor or LLMD, you probably do–you can read this and call IGeneX to order a testing kit for your doctor. Igenex has an accuracy rate of 95% and tests for all possible reactive bands, unlike standard testing which only checks you for the most common thirteen and produces a staggering rate of false-negatives. Additionally, you may watch Under Our Skin, an excellent documentary film containing people with illnesses like Fibromyalgia, Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, Multiple Sclerosis, Parkinson’s, and ALS, who found out Lyme disease was the cause of their symptoms; most recovered. (Not in the US or want more help? Click here.)
♥ a rainbow at night
(Postscript: This is not related to TN, but with this month’s Lyme flare up, I had my old parkinsonism symptoms of slow movements and “freezing” while walking. It’s been a few months since I’ve had those, and they definitely caught me by surprise, especially with how slow my hands were functioning. Those of us with Lyme disease know how startling it can be when you’re doing (relatively) “okay” then suddenly your body thinks it has succumbed to Parkinson’s overnight! Luckily, as usual, it only lasted a few days and I am all right, now.)
I was going to concoct a more drawn-out post explaining why I’m not participating in any of the awareness campaigns of May concerning my illnesses…but then I came upon the realization that I don’t owe anyone justification for my actions–or “wise inaction,” as it were–and I am comforted by the knowledge that many other people are feeling the same way.
For those who can advocate–and I do it at random, it definitely has its purpose, particularly in our government to let them know we’re still here–that is more than fine. If it gives you purpose, and belonging, and you feel pulled toward it, then do so.
For others like myself, I feel my entire life is an advocacy campaign. I don’t need a month, or a day: I get 365 days, 7 days a week, 24 hours a day, of this is what this disease does.
Pay attention to how I got this, and how hard it is for me to get my health back, so you can avoid it. Know that I was just like you, once. Know that I didn’t think it could’ve happened to me, either. That’s the biggest advocacy I can do.
Talking about Lyme disease or myalgic encephalomyelitis every second of every day for a month and nothing coming of it–because people who have their minds made up are NOT willing to hear anything else–is not going to help me OR anyone else, at all. I am not my disease. I am not Lyme disease, or mycoplasma, or myalgic encephalomyelitis, or autonomic neuropathy, or dystonia. They’re just things that have passed into my life to help shape and change it into something else. That’s all.
I’ve spent the past decade as an advocate, and I think I’ve done my part. In my absence there will be others. I personally think people learn more if you’re not yelling at them in desperation, but that might just be my personal experience. I’ve been blessed to help several people find out they had Lyme disease, for example, and it had nothing to do with advocacy. You can’t force the information on anyone: If they want to know, they will seek. And if they’re interested, I am here.
So instead of advocacy, myself and several, several others are focusing instead on what makes us feel normal.
Sure, our every waking moment may be imposed upon by symptoms and dysfunction, but that is not all we are. No matter how sick I’ve ever gotten, nor how sick I will ever be, there’s always more to me than an illness. This blog has been my health diary, yes, but I don’t want anyone to get the idea that this is all I am or all I do. I have friends and family and pets and hobbies and interests just like anyone else. And I am an artist. Not because the title makes me feel important, but because at my core, that’s how I express myself, it’s who I become when my physical limitations allow.
“Every job is a self-portrait of the person who did it. Autograph your work with excellence.”
So, there will be no post specifically about my conditions (although I did finish the “What is M.E.?” section a while back). It’s time to cultivate the parts of my life that inspire and enhance, that make me feel human and normal, not advertise what makes my life a living hell for the other 90% of the day, mostly to people who already know what I go through, anyway. And I’m so glad to know I’m not alone in this.
I’ll leave you with this link: 60 Ways To Make Life Simple Again
♥ a rainbow at night
This video is not mine, but it helped me feel less alone, because my view of nature has drastically changed. I can’t even get bit by a few fleas without contracting whatever the little beasts are harboring, much less ticks, which are so much more inconspicuous.
I am so glad to know I’m not the only victim/survivor who feels this way. (Note: The music introduction only comprises the first thirty seconds.)
“I had no idea how easy it was to contract. And that it’s present everywhere. Trees, grass, dogs, people… Just about everywhere. So when I journey out into the world now, wherever there is nature, I have to be extremely careful. And I feel very conflicted, because the very thing that used to soothe me, and give me a place to go and get perspective on life, is now a place of danger. Oh, it always was, I just didn’t know it.
And when I go out, I observe people putting themselves at risk… But I can’t do anything about it.
Because if I say something, people think I’m loony. It’s just simply hard to believe, that you can get SO sick, by being in nature.”
Sometimes I wonder, if people thought ticks carried cancer, if they’d be more cautious. Or if it was common knowledge that Lyme disease can equal Multiple Sclerosis (MS), Parkinson’s, Lou Gehrig’s Disease (amyotrophic lateral sclerosis/ALS), Alzheimer’s, and Rheumatoid Arthritis (RA), just to name a few. :\ Chances are more likely than not you won’t ever be diagnosed with Lyme if you’re not looking, but instead you or someone you love will be diagnosed with one of the above (or Chronic Fatigue Syndrome/CFS, or Fibromyalgia), and then what?
♥ a rainbow at night