Sunday, January 29, 2012

A Morning At The Zoo

And, no, I'm not talking about a typical morning in my life.  Although, at times it can be considered a zoo around my house.

I hadn't had a playdate with my granddaughter Berkley for awhile and wanted to spend some time with her.  I heard that Cyndie and Tim were taking Seamus there, so Gregg and I decided to tag along with Berkley.

It was a gorgeous day in Phoenix, so everyone else had the same idea, but it wasn't too bad.  It was so fun to see the kid's reactions to the animals.  Especially at the petting zoo.  A couple of highlights were when we were by the bear exhibit, the black bear must have been hungry because he was pounding on the door where his food comes out of.  You could tell he was one strong dude as he "boxed" at the door with his fists.  It sounded like the door was going to break down.  We also went into the monkey exhibit where you can walk amongst the (small) monkeys as they perform their antics.  There is a rope that they crawl across that goes right over your head, you just have to hope they don't decide to potty when you're under them.

Seamus and Berkley had a good time and were the best behaved kids I have ever seen.




Seamus was a real trooper


Berkley said "Hi" to all the goats. 



This one was named Brownie,  He started wagging his tail
and Berkley tried to grap it, but he was wagging it too fast.



The tags on the toys are always more fun than the toy itself.

We ate lunch next to the Giraffe exhibit.



By noon we were worn out, so we headed home.  Even Berkley said she wanted to take a nap on the way home.




Saturday, January 14, 2012

Alone In A Crowd - The Pain of Ehlers Danlos

I am lucky enough to have close friends and family around most of the time.  But, there have been times that even with all my friends and family around I have felt profound loneliness.

One such time was before I knew I had Ehlers Danlos.  I had been experiencing tremendous pain and trips to my primary care doctor were proving futile.  He would give me pain medicine and tell me to come back if it continued.  Finally, he referred me to an Ortho specialist.  I just knew this guy was going to figure out what was wrong with me.  I even took the day off of school to go see him, I was excited to get to the bottom of this.

I arrived at my appointment with all my MRI's anxious to see what he would say.  He came in the room, not an overly friendly guy, but OK.  He started looking at the MRI's and xrays and didn't have much to say.  He said he didn't see anything.  I felt so deflated.  He did a physical exam as I explained where most of the pain was and how it felt and how excruciating it had become and impossible to live with.  He said he had no idea.  I explained to him that I really need help with the pain as it is too much for me to deal with.  He looked at me and stormed out of the room.

He came back a few minutes later and in an angry voice said, "What do you mean you need help with the pain?  Drugs?  Shots?  What?".  I was stunned and just looked at him because I didn't know what to say.  He slammed the door and the nurse came in a few minutes later and gave me a printed out report and said I was done.

I got to my car and read the report.  At the end of it he wrote, "Asked for 'something' for pain.  Did not give narcotics."  I felt the blood drain out of me.  It was at that moment that I felt a profound loneliness I had never experienced before.  I was feeling something that I could not explain to others in a way that they could understand.  Even more horrifying was that I was alone in this battle and trying to function with constant pain that I could find no relief for.  Even my friends and loved ones could not understand.

At this time I was reminded of Christ in Gethsemane where even God retreated to the corners of Heaven as Christ suffered alone.  But, in His suffering an angel appeared to Him and gave him strength.  My angel came in the form of a former doctor who helped me with my blood clot.  He was sort of a father figure to me and was very caring and understanding. 

I later learned that the ortho specialist had immediately sent out his report to all my doctors so they would be alerted to the fact that I was seeking drugs.  This doctor I went to couldn't believe the ortho doctor did that and said he should be barred from practicing.  He then hugged me and said we're going to figure this out.  It was he that referred me to the right doctors that finally diagnosed my EDS.

Since then I have formed a support group and have attended conferences and have met so many people that understand my pain before I even have to explain it to them because they feel the same thing.  It comforts me and gives me strength to know that I am not alone.  We are fighting a battle because most doctors know nothing about this or they don't understand the scope of how EDS affects every part of the body.  Along with aching, burning joints and muscles we deal with up and down blood pressure, adrenaline highs and lows (energy highs and crashes) several times throughout the day and constant dislocations.  Chronic fatigue from sleepless nights, weak muscles, fragile skin, digestion problems.  All these things are going on in our bodies at the same time - it's crazy.

We confuse doctors, we are high maintenance patients.  We say we're tired all the time, but they see us when we have an adrenaline high and see all the energy we are displaying at the moment.  We say our pain is extreme, yet nothing shows up on MRI's and we look perfectly fine.  Our skin is smooth and velvety.

Thankfully, there are a few doctors who are devoting their lives to researching this and getting published.  They even give up some of their precious time to come and speak to us at conferences because they know how desperate we are to find answers and get relief.  Thankfully, I have a doctor who believes me and is reading the research that I give to him.

I have made it my mission to educate everyone around me about Ehlers Danlos Syndrome so that no one has to feel the loneliness that I felt after my visit to the ortho doctor.

Monday, January 9, 2012

Christmas 2011

I'm finally getting around to putting up Christmas pictures, but when I looked at my camera, I guess I d8idn't take very many.  I was very tired this year and felt like I had to push through everything.  We took our friends the Riemenschneiders to the Temple Lights and they loved it.  Melissa and Garren did not come this year because she and the kids are coming in February.  It feels like a big hole in my heart when I can't have all my children and grandchildren together at Christmas.

So we had a quiet Christmas with Gregg and I going over to Cyndie's and Tim's for dinner on Christmas Eve.  On Christmas day we went to church (Gregg spoke) then Cyndie and Tim, Ashley and Bryant and Grammy Ida came over for a brunch and open gifts.  Neal and Krista spent Christmas with her family this year, but we did see them and Berkley at Grandma Joyce's later on Christmas day.


Seamus learned real quick how to open gifts

Gram Ida and Seamus

Seamus is still opening presents

Bryant and Ashley came over from SanDiego where he is stationed
as a marine.
I have always hated January.  I get the after holiday blahs, but at least I don't have to go back to school.  I really hated starting a new semester right after the holidays and jumping right back into craziness that comes with teaching.  I don't have the strength to do it anymore.  I am watching Seamus a couple of times each week so Cyndie can work in Gregg's office during tax season.