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I have been a terrible blogger the past couple of weeks. As in…I have not blogged.

I have been sick for over a week now with some sort of cold. Before MS a cold was no fun and made me feel like crap, but I feel like after a couple of days I would bounce back and just have a stuffy nose or other minor symptoms. That is NOT the case with this cold. I have been feeling solidly ill for the entire week.

Fellow MS’ers, have you experienced an increase of severity in your cold/flu symptoms since your diagnoses? Other than loading up on meds, what are your tips and tricks for when you are “down and out” due to illness?

I have been meaning to write a blog post every day this week, but I have just been so fatigued I haven’t been able to write much at all, let alone anything to post! I am hoping to bounce back from this sickness soon and I will think of something really special to write about!

I just wanted to check in with all of my friends on the blogosphere and wish you all a happy Monday.

I hope you are all staying warm (for my fellow northerners) and cozy today!

 

🤒 – A

My MS Star

Last week I had the pleasure of attending my first “Taste of Generosity” silent auction and fundraiser hosted by the National Multiple Sclerosis Society.

This event not only raises money to help work towards finding a cure for Multiple Sclerosis (MS), it also is a chance to honor MS Stars in our community. An MS Star is someone who has made an impact on the MS community in some way.

When I first heard about this event I knew that I had to nominate someone who has been a super nova of a shining star in my life since my diagnosis of Multiple Sclerosis last fall. My husband.

It was a wonderful evening spent with family and folks from all around the twin cities, joined together for one cause; find a cure for Multiple Sclerosis.

We clean up pretty nice! 

Thank you to all of those who continue to support me on my MS journey through your prayers, words of support and love! You all lift me up, more than you know!

My amazing MS fundraiser T-Shirt quilt we won at the silent auction. Talk about wrapping myself up in comfort! Mac likes it too…

 

El Tango MRI – The steps are simple! Don’t.Move.

I had my second MRI of 2018 today. I will say I was pretty worried going in to it. My last MRI did not go very well and triggered some major anxiety for me. I tried to prepare myself this time and was prescribed sedatives by my neurologist to help me get through my 2 hour-long trip into the tiny tube.

MRI’s are stress full enough.

The loud noises, I am fairly certain I made contact with an alien race during my machine’s clanking that was surely heard out into the deep universe!

The tiny enclosed tube, I can only imagine too many people have felt like the fleshy roll of dough being forced back into its Pillsbury canister upon entry.

The cage locking your head in like a space suit helmet, and a table that feels like it’s laying on top of a bellowing alligators back.  (If you do not know what an alligator bellow sounds like, treat yo self!) ⇓⇓⇓

 

Now I gotta say I am SO grateful for the headphones/Pandora station they offer during the procedure. Nothing like the relaxation of headphones so faint and full of static that you couldn’t possibly hear the music over the raucous machine surrounding you.

The best part is when the machine pauses for a second and you get drawn out of your sedated stupor by, the suddenly predominantly louder, “If I die young, lay me down in a bed of roses…” (you know…that cheerful diddy from 2010). If I could pick ONE song to never be included in my MRI playlists it would be that one. I’m just getting an MRI for god’s sake let’s slow the roll on the funeral music.

All in all this MRI went MUCH better than my first two. I am chalking it completely up to the sedatives I was given beforehand.

Sedated and waiting to go into the machine!

Seriously, a calm mind is absolutely vital when you are in a machine like that for two hours. If I gotta get that calm mind through the sedatives for now, than so be it.

I hope that anyone else who has a tough procedure/appointment today finds out just how brave they really are today! Sometimes the things that we deal with, with chronic illness and autoimmune diseases, are shitty. But that is just fine because Spoonies are some strong motherf*$‡%ers!

-A

When it rains it pours…

The other night I was sitting on the couch while my dog, Sir Mac N Cheese, was outside doing his dog business. Suddenly, through the screen door, I see him BOLTING across the yard with a small grayish blur just inches in front of him. He was about three seconds from catching a squirrel that had made the unfortunate decision to cross into this big dog’s territory.

I ran outside screaming at Mac to stop, not wanting to witness my floofbaby murder a small rodent, just in time to see the squirrel dive through the chain link fence to safety. My 90lb dog sprinted around the yard a few times, stared menacingly out the fence, and pawed aggressively at the ground making sure that squirrel knew who was boss.

This is not the first time Mac has chased off small mammalian intruders from our yard. However, this IS the fastest I have ever seen my speedy boi move. Unfortunately, I also think he injured himself in the midst of his primal rage.

About an hour later I noticed that he was favoring his back left leg and I called the vet and made an appointment for the next day. Last November, right before I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis, Mac ruptured his ACL and some other parts of his knee in his right leg after my husband took an unfortunate tumble on some ice…onto the dog…

Mac had surgery to repair his knee the same week I started my first round of steroid infusion therapy. We were bedridden together during my first major MS attack and two rounds of treatment.

Now, I am headed in for an MRI on Tuesday at my neurologists request because we suspect a relapse based off of my worsening symptoms this past week or so.

The vet confirmed yesterday that Sir Mac N cheese has sprained his ACL in his left leg. Guess what that means…back to 24/7 snuggles and rest-time for Mac & Alix!!! Isn’t it funny how we both are kind of relapsing at the same time?!?

I am a bit anxious for my upcoming MRI. I had one not too long ago that did not go wonderfully. I made it through but I am pretty claustrophobic and anxious and the MRI’s are definitely difficult for me. This time I did ask to be given a sedative, so hopefully that will help, seeing as this will be another 2 hour MRI!

So for now, Sir Mac N Cheese and I are going to rest, without feeling guilty! Sleep, without feeling lazy. And relax, without feeling bad about it. Sometimes self-care needs to come first, for all of us!

-A

 

MS🧠Kicks🧠Ass🧠But🧠So🧠Do🧠I

This morning I woke up for the fourth day in a row with limited (VERY limited/borderline no) feeling in my right leg. I’ve also been having increased tingling in my right foot, and some weird hearing issues. And lastly,  muscle spasms and tremors in my right leg. In the past I have had issues with my right leg losing feeling, but it came back after two rounds of steroid infusion therapy.

I know that this could just be a pseudo relapse due to stress (seeing as most of the symptoms are in a leg that has had issues before makes me think this is likely?) but it scares me nonetheless. It still means that something is wrong. It means that inside my brain there are parts that are dying, being eaten away at by my own immune system.

I have reached out to my neurologist and I am waiting to hear back about what he wants to do about this flare of symptoms.

Today has been a rough day. It’s so hard to explain what it feels like to know there is something wrong inside of you.

It’s so hard to trust your own body and listen to the strange sensations we feel with MS when there are people around you suggesting that it is “just your anxiety” or all in your head. I am still learning how to trust my body, something that is SO important with a disease like MS. God, it’s still weird to say sometimes, disease.

I am the one living in this body, I am the one who knows when something doesn’t feel right. I have lived long enough with anxiety to know when it is wreaking havoc in my body..and when it is not. When it is something else. So I need to trust what I know.

It sucks to have to miss out on things and have to stay inside and rest when my heart and mind still want to be out having adventures. It is unsettling to have a mind and body that are on completely different pages sometimes. I am not choosing to be sick. I am still learning how to accept that some things, like having this disease, are out of my control.

If any of you have someone who is struggling, who is sick, or who just are having a rough day today, give them a hug. Or shoot them a text reminding them they are a badass mother****** and that you love them! We all can use a little pick me up some days.

“Without a little lift, the ballerina falls.” – Next To Normal

So this is for you, yes YOU. The anxious ones, the sick ones, the overworked ones, the black sheep, the depressed ones, the frightened ones, the lonely ones. YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL. YOU ARE STRONG. YOU ARE EXACTLY WHERE YOU ARE MEANT TO BE 💕 Keep on that fight, you courageous warriors!!

With a heart full of hope – A

Traveling with MS and Anxiety, Part 1: Leaving the House

As I am sitting here writing this at 4am it is currently the FIRST morning of the FIRST vacation I have gone on since my diagnosis of Multiple Sclerosis.

The day before we left I was terrified. I had 2 major manic attacks that day, one of them lasting over 3 hours until I finally passed out for the night. I was quite literally shaking in fear. My husband sat with me patiently, listening to me rattle off every possible thing that could go wrong on the trip and how it would most certainly lead to my death. He held my hands to keep me from digging my nails into my skin so deep that I bled. He counted slowly with me to make sure I kept breathing. He is my superman.

I used to be great at traveling. I moved to Chicago, by myself, when I was only 18. I used to dream of traveling the world and seeing every inch of it! I used to fly back to Minnesota to visit my family and didn’t think twice about getting on an airplane.

I am not sure when that all changed. I think it was about 3-4 years ago, around the time my anxiety became very intense and I was diagnosed with Panic Attack Disorder and PTSD.

Now, even thinking about getting on a plane leaves me scrambling for the bathroom with nausea. Now, staying overnight in unfamiliar places can trigger a panic attack before I even get there. Now, I have to take oodles of medication just to relax enough to be able to go to the place that I am SUPPOSED TO BE RELAXING AT!

Multiple Sclerosis added a whole other level of anxiety to traveling. There are so many “what if’s” and unpredictability when it comes to MS. You can go to bed fine one night and wake up the next morning unable to feel your entire left side, or see, or speak. The thought of having a major attack when I am far away from home, my doctors, and the familiarity of my routine is extremely scary for me. What if something happens to my meds.

I’m going to have to give myself my shots ‘on the go’ for the first time. Woohoo, nothing like injecting yourself with disease modifying drugs and flaunting all of your injection sites in that hot new bikini you bought!

Two nights ago, I did not think I would make it on this trip. Hell, I didn’t even think I would make it out to the car. Even though the massive panic attack was telling me that:

“It’s not safe, it’s an Island for God’s sake!”

or

“You’ll get sick, you’ll be miserable, you won’t have the things you have at home to help you feel better”

or

“You are going to freak out. You won’t be able to sleep there at all. You’ll get so stressed out you’ll give yourself a relapse”

All of those things kept swirling through my head like a corndog in a nauseated kid’s stomach on a roller coaster.

I thought about canceling. But I didn’t.

I told myself that this disease and this anxiety has taken so much from me already. It can’t control my life. I WANT to see this beautiful island and waterfalls! I want to go on this trip!!! So, I mustered up all the courage that I could, packed my bags and we made it here!

I am so happy that I looked a scary thing in the eye and told it to fuck off. I am still having a little bit of anxiety, of course. But it is not stopping me from enjoying this time with my family.

This morning I am going to sit and watch the sunrise on a beautiful island, breathe in fresh air, connect with nature and most of all be grateful. Be grateful that I can still go on trips like this. Grateful that I can conquer some of my fears, one step at a time. Grateful that my family loves me and supports me the way they do. Grateful I found a husband who will always have my back and be my shoulder to cry on, bicep to snuggle, and hand to hold. Grateful for this new day. Grateful for this beautiful life.

Multiple Sclerosis Meltdown

I had a bit of a meltdown today.

I woke up in a body that did not feel strong.

My eyes open in the morning and my mind is 25 years young.

But my body does not feel like 25.

It feels weak. It feels fatigued. It feels unsteady.

Does everyone ache the way I do? Do they feel it at this age too?

I want to go out and explore the world.

I force myself to walk with my dog. Probably pushed too hard.

And after we both end up sleeping on the couch.

I don’t like feeling like my body is failing me.

I don’t like when the words “It’s not fair.” run across my mind for the millionth time.

It’s scary to know there is something wrong inside, something that no one can see.

Its unsettling to know that my own immune system is the thing hurting me.

I’m anxious for all the tomorrow’s and uncertainty they bring.

I am angry at my frantic mind for pulling me out of the present, out of calm.

Today I feel like 25 trapped in 93.

Today is what my husband and I call a “challenging day”.

It’s not bad, because it’s still my life and that is precious.

So we choose to look at this disease as a challenge.

Something that we can overcome.

I had a bit of a meltdown today.

But having good cry is not something that is wrong.

And although I may feel sick today I know

It’s what is on the inside that makes me MS Strong.

-A

 

TO SLEEP, OR NOT TO SLEEP? That is the freaking question!

Well, I have woken up to another day that I accidentally slept away the majority of. I always feel a mixture of guilt and embarrassment when this happens.

I usually wake up around 5:30am or 6:00am every morning with my dog. We get up, go outside, eat breakfast, and watch a TV show or two. I give myself my Glatiramer Acetate injection and take my meds. It’s a nice relaxing morning routine we are having. The issue is, without fail, by 10am I am so fatigued and exhausted that I can barely keep my eyes open. So I end up taking a nap around that time most days. I try to keep it in the 1-2 hour range so that I don’t sleep too much and disrupt my sleep pattern.

Anyone with insomnia knows how delicate those patterns can be; nap just a little too long, drink one caffeinated drink too many and  BAM! HELLO 3am and wide awake!

I have almost completely cut coffee out of my diet. Originally it was in hopes of combatting my insomnia. But lately I have been thinking about maybe starting to drink one or two cups in the morning just to try to combat that peak in fatigue each day. Does anyone have any tips for fatigue? What have you found to be helpful? I’d love to hear any advice/input!

I didn’t sleep well last night. I had insomnia and laid in bed for about 4 hours before I  worked myself into an anxiety attack, took a Xanax and finally passed out. Lovely, isn’t it. But naturally I still woke up at 7am. By the time 9am rolled around I was falling asleep on the couch…until 3pm…

These sleep problems are tough to figure out. I know that my body does need quite a bit of extra rest due to my Multiple Sclerosis. I also know that severe fatigue is one of my most significant issues relating to MS. It’s hard because part of me says “Don’t let the fatigue control you! Don’t sleep away your life!” and the other part is saying “For the love of god woman, take the freaking nap so we can at least function for the last half of our day!” Usually team nap wins.

One of my worries I’ve developed since I got sick has been that people will think I am lazy. It is so hard to explain this kind of fatigue to those who have never suffered from it. It’s so different from feeling tired or sleepy.

It’s ten-ton bones, muscles made out of silly putty, weights hooked to my eyelids, sick to my stomach, mind consuming, room spinning, body shaking exhaustion.

So on these days when my body takes over I try not to let myself feel too guilty about it. Obviously my body needed the rest, or it would not have slept for that long! I try not to worry that I did something wrong. Even on the days when I am doing nothing I am actually doing something huge. I am fighting a disease. I am surviving a chronic illness.

So yes, I may need to rest more than the average human from time to time. Yes, I am an adult who has regular (and scheduled) naps and yes, even though I am only 25 sometimes I have to miss out on fun stuff because my body physically just can’t do it that day. But that is ok!

I am also a warrior! I am also fighting my own immune system every single day! I am strong, even on my weak days!

-A

New Grill, New Attitude

Big developments in our household this weekend as my husband and I welcomed a brand new baby grill to the family! She is roughly 75 lbs (give or take a few), 61″ long and has a beautiful stainless steel completion.

The proud father of a baby grill (the husband) & Sir Mac N Cheese (the dog)

After a grueling day in the sun my husband finally got the new grill all set up today! We have been looking forward to being able to grill out since we bought our house last fall! So of course we couldn’t wait a moment longer and decided to grill up some sausage and shrimp to have with some red beans and rice tonight!

One of our favorite gluten-free, dairy free “quick” recipes is cooking up a protein of our choice (usually shrimp and some sort of smoked sausage or chicken) and mixing it with some seasoned rice and beans. Delicious, filling and low effort! Those are three things that I often require by the time dinner rolls around.

With MS my energy levels definitely suffer. I need a lot more sleep than the average person. I also have sudden and sometimes severe issues if I push myself too hard and stay up too late/don’t get enough sleep. I have learned not to be ashamed of the fact that I am an adult woman who needs a nap every day. It’s just part of my “new normal”. I need to listen to my body and when it is tired, or hot, or dehydrated or hungry I need to make it a priority to give my body what it is asking for. Which is easier said than done.

Think about all of the times you skipped breakfast because you were running late to work, or stayed up until 2am binge watching Netflix when you know you need to be at an appointment at 9am the next day? How about when you look back at your day and realize that you have barely drank 3 glasses of water let alone the 8+ our bodies need to function fully!

It’s so easy to ignore what our bodies are telling us and put them second to our busy lives, jobs and desires! But we have to remember to thank our bodies and treat them nicely! We only have the one, so be kind to it! Eat those veggies, drink the glass of water and take that nap!

I am noticing that my anxiety levels have gone down quite a bit over the past month or so. It could be a new medication that I started (CBD) that is thought to help with PTSD and the anxiety that comes along with it. It could also be that summer is in full swing so I am getting out of the house more and soaking up a lot of vitamin D! It could be that I am making some progress in my efforts to practice mindfulness and meditation. Personally, I think it is all of them combined!

As much as this diagnosis of Multiple Sclerosis rocked mine and my husbands world, it does feel like the ground is starting to stop shaking. We are learning our new normal and discovering each day the little changes and things that we can do to make our hurdles a little smaller and our daily lives a little more joyful!

We spent the weekend getting some things done around the house (such as giving birth…I mean assembling our new grill), running errands, and enjoying some much-needed relaxation time together.

I learned how to the mow the lawn. I am mildly afraid of the lawn mower and the power that it wields, but I am wildly proud of the finely manicured lawn I produced all on my own!

(minor assistance from husband was required)

So as I sit here as my husband grills up some shrimp, my dog patrols the boarders of our lawn and I gaze out admiring my finely mowed grass I am again touched with gratitude. Gratitude for this lovely little life I call my own! I hope you all have something that tonight you can be grateful for as well!

-A