What Keeps Me Going

I actually wrote this a week ago, but have been too knackered to proof-read & post it. So yeah, pretend you’re reading this a week ago… Or not. Same pills today.

“That’s a lot of pills!” exclaim my friends when I see them in the evening and they see me take my evening painkillers. This is true, but I’m held together by a lot more.

There’s a trend of people with chronic illness posting photis of their pills – although it may look like “sicker than thou” behaviour, it’s actually a response to people who see us functioning and berate others who don’t have the capacity and/or backup to do the same. This isn’t a positive attitude, or other such inspiration porn nonsense getting us through, it’s a shit load of pills, coping strategies, and people who carry us (sometimes literally). So let’s take a look at today as an example…

This morning started at 6am with a cup of coffee, overpowering nausea, and vitamins! Heart rate 56, blood pressure 86/62.

A hand with a variety of vitamin tablets

Due to the joys of Ehlers Danlos, I simply don’t digest or hold onto vitamins so need to take high doses to gain any effect. Other times, my stomach holds onto drugs for a few hours then digests them all of a sudden with the next dose. Because there’s nothing scarier than your stomach having a parasitic grudge against you. This morning contains:

  • Multivitamin with extra iron
  • Cod Liver Oil with glucosamine, both of which are good for joints, reduce inflamation, and tissue repair
  • High dose vitamin E to bolster immunity and improve circulation (useful for keeping POTS in check)
  • Evening Primrose Oil – because of lady things

Couple this lot with a naproxen to dull the aching and I was ready for breakfast. As usual, it’s a cinnamon pastry swirl thing which is basically the only thing I can eat in the morning without wanting to vomit.

Mr Geek gets me washed & dressed, then I can paint my face. Being over-tired at the weekend sparked off my rosacea, so beneath the foundation is a layer of Rozex – this stuff is miricle cream for rosacea in general, but it attacks the evil deep cysts that appear when nothing else does. It’s a mild antibiotic that restricts blood flow around the skin, sort of like acne cream but for inappropriate immune responses.

A hand hoding a used tube of Rozex cream

Cup of coffee #2 comes into work with me & raises my blood pressure higher than the previous undead level. HR 65, BP 102/73.

Work is a welcome distraction and despite feeling a bit overwhelmed right now with marking coming out of my ears, getting into some meaty project work took my mind off wanting to hurl. At the same time, I also kept sipping frim my bottle of diet coke which is another good way to settle stomachs…. And yes, I know diet Coke is the root of all evil, but I’m not being sick, so meh.

Lunchtime rolled around & I looked at my snack pasta & made a face, so opted for the bottle of slimfast in my bag. I’ve tried the medical ones & build up shakes, but I can never stomach them. Slimfast works for me, so I’ve stuck with it. Add in some Naproxen as a pain relief desert because my neck is sore & my back is in icy pain. HR 96, BP 91/65 (eating carbs doesn’t suit me but how else do I get through the day?!)

Final lesson of the day started with a mild headache from trying to (and failing) listen in big conference centre meetings*. As the lesson went on, the lovely flashy lights started and the right side of my face thumped. Metaphorically limping back to my office, I could’ve cried when my lovely colleague signed to me to ask if I was ok. The pain in my head was pulling my hearing levels down further & the brain power needed to lipread was too much. I was really lucky to catch the migraine early and attacked it with a Sumatriptan and Dihydrocodeine as what had been one side of my face was now in my spine (see my migraine post for why all the big drugs). I could literally feel the fog lifting. Bliss.

Unfortunately, post headache I’m tired & foggy and by the time I get home at 5pm I can’t function verbally or focus enough to lipread. The girls & I head up to bed to watch Bob’s Burgers & rest.

After I’ve semi-napped, Mr Geek brings up tea of grilled salmon & vegetable rice. It’s bland enough to et, but tastes nice. For the 4th time this week, we eat dinner in bed as I’m too exhausted to sit at the dinner table.

Evening drugs of:

  • More Dihydrocodeine – opiate painkillers that control my baseline joint pain well
  • Gabapentine – this is technically an anti-epilepsy drug, but it works well on the nerve damage pain.
  • Vitamin D – massive doses of this reduce joint pain, increase energy (ha), improve bone density, and make me a little ray of sunshine
  • A few others to deal with the ahem.. side effects of the opiates

Around 11.30pm my neck pops so hard that it triggers my spine being an arsehole again so Mr Geek measures out a safe dose of liquid morphine to at least help me sleep.

So there you have it. Before you chastise someone for not working through ill health because you see people with chronic illness “coping”, remember what goes into that image you saw. We are excellent actors, but also have a supporting cast of narcotics, and people who feed us, dress us, and take on all the jobs around the house that we can’t do because we’re busy looking like we’ve totally got this.

Even so, I’ve totally got this ok?

…. As a final word, I am a firm believer in science and I am perfectly aware that my headaches are triggered by orthopedic issues. But that doesn’t stop people giving some interesting advice /cures! Here are some of my favourites:

1. Head-TENS – Now I’m all for TENS as part of my toolkit, but I’m not up for electrocuting my heart or my brain.

2. Sex – with a migraine? Ha. Hahaha. Hahahahaha! No.

3. Um.. Pulling the blood from your head! You know, I’m not even sure what’s going on here even with the explanation. The internet needs a child lock.

*please don’t stand in front of windows when presenting. If people are lipreading, it’s nigh on impossible.

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Talk to The Hand

We’re going away this weekend with a group of friends that we see a couple of times each year in person, and regularly online. We are the good side of meeting those weirdos that spend hours playing computer games – we are those weirdos.

Each time I see them a little bit of me has dipped. It’s like a health version of those growth charts where you measure the child & mark it on a door frame. The last time we all met up was last September & I was coping well – my rosacea was trying to eat my face, but I was cosplaying in a mask so it was fine. Since then, my neck has got worse and causes much more frequent blinding migraines without warning, and my hearing has got worse.

The first is unpredictable, but I can throw drugs at it & they’re used to me being gently massaged back into place by Mr Geek as we carry on our game. There’s a neck brace, but that’s to keep my skull from sinking & re-enacting scenes from GoT. Like the other braces, largely ignore it. The second is constant and more of an issue – I can’t hear you.

So this post is more of a pre-holiday Deaf Friend 101 for my friends of stuff I’ve learnt works & ideas to nake everyone a bit more comfortable. It also includes a few signs so you know why I’m flapping my arms about.

I Can’t Hear You (properly)

Seriously, I can’t stress this enough. It’s got worse since the migraines stepped up a gear and if you call my name, I’m going to hear (maybe) the vowels – if there’s other people talking, you’ve no chance. To get an idea, imagine being in a really noisy club (yes, I know we don’t do social) and trying to have a chat. Their voice melts into all the other noises & you haven’t a fucking clue what they’re saying. Now put noise cancelling headphones on that play a hugh pitched ringing, and you’re almost there in my head.

My hearing aids amplify everything, not just your voices. It’s sensory overload – whilst it makes everything clearer, listening to crisp packets open in HD all day gives me a massice headache – I prefer my quiet dentist drill head.

How to help:

  • If I’m not looking at you, tap my shoulder (it’s not rude) or wave
  • If lots of people are talking, make eye contact & still wave
  • Talk normally, shouting distorts your mouth
  • Please don’t cover your mouth (if you have a beard expect a fair bit of guess work on my part)

Want a quick answer? Try a sign:


(For help you, just switch the direction)

Playing Games

Board games are great because they have visual clues to what’s going on. Except we play arsehole games where we switch rules & co-op (badly). These are confusing anyway, but I am channelling my World of Warcraft character here – I’m on /follow and wondering why you guys are yelling.

This does not mean that I don’t want to play! I have some serious FOMO right now. I shall go to the ball & laugh inappropriately because I misread what was going on.

Ooh look! More videos – because every day is a school day 🙂

Win!:

Lose!:

Fire Alarms & Such

Being practical, you stick nine nerds in a cottage one of is going to set the fire alarm off. I do hear alarms, but duller (is that a word?) so they invoke less of a reaction. In an emergency, just point to the door – I’ll get it & as we’re on the ground floor gettig out on wheels shouldn’t be an issue.

For less desperate stuff…

Need:

Doctor:

Tired (not big boobs):

Bed:

And finally, because they’re a staple at every meetup & I want to see you sign this without laughing (icepop):

Finally finally, yay for the weekend & Superbowl Sunday with awesome people 🏈

All of the sign videos are from the BSL Dictionary.