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Helping with Lynn’s Career

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As I mentioned in the page called, “Lynn’s story,” he soon became unable to work in his chosen profession as a carpenter after he was diagnosed with MS.  He was in his 40’s at the time and wanted very much to continue to work.  However, his physical limitations and his fatigue made working in a physically demanding job impossible. So he looked for other options and discovered he had a talent for writing.

Rising Tide available from internet bookstores

Lynn has written three books and is on his fourth.  Only one has been published so far, Rising Tide.  His publisher did a great job of supporting him during the editing and publication process; however, they do not do a great deal of marketing the book after it is released. They sent out the initial press release and then sent him information about how to market the book himself through book signings and giving talks.  They pretty much leave it up to the author to promote himself.
That’s fine if you can travel across the country or have the energy to do talks and book signings but it’s very difficult for Lynn to do that now. Since we do not have a way to transport his powerchair, he has to use a manual wheelchair for trips.  It’s not very comfortable for him after about an hour, especially since he cannot adjust his position himself. Then there’s the difficulty actually signing a book.  He puts his signature in the forward but truthfully, it’s a scribble.  Also, he has to be catheterized intermittently.  He can’t do that himself which poses a problem in a public area.  Do I take him into the ladies’ room or do I go into the men’s room?  Most public places do not have a one-room restroom where we can  into it together.
So… instead of going “on the road” he’s marketing to book clubs around the country by email.  I’m very proud of him.  I’ve written a draft that he can copy and paste and he searches out book clubs and sends them information about his book himself.  He offers to send them a free copy to consider for their club to read.  It’s a very slow process.  He’s sent out over 200 offers and so far we have mailed out 10 books.  Most don’t respond but if he keeps at it, he will eventually get his book out into the book reading community and, who knows, maybe that will generate book sales.
What I do know though is that it gives him purpose each day. He has a job to go to now.  He can only tolerate doing so much each day, but it gives him something to look forward to when he gets responses and it gives him work to do.
On the other hand, it also gives me work to do….I type the drafts, I record where he sends letters on a spreadsheet, I mail out the books, respond to any emails he gets, help type in information if needed… Whatever he does, I have to be part of it for him to be able to do it.  Many people who do not have experience with being a caregiver, do not realize that there is no part of that person’s life, hobbies, interest, care that you do not take part in.  And while I want very much for his writing to be successful, at times, it just becomes one more job for me to do.
I’m keeping my fingers crossed though on this marketing campaign.  If he could become known and his books provide him some income, I might just be able to get that van I want.  : )    Want to buy a book?
Seriously though, check it out if you’re interested.  Go to his website for more details www.lynnsteigleder.com   It’s a good read.

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Shower Day

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Bathroom fixtures for mobility impairments.

For most people, a shower is just a routine part of their day.  It takes no more preparation than making sure you have shampoo and soap and clothes to put on afterward.  Not so, if the person who needs a shower is in a wheelchair and cannot help themselves.

When I first started bathing Lynn, I had a shower seat I put in the tube.  I lifted him onto the bench, shifted his legs over the edge of the container, and used a hand-held spray for bathing him.  Reaching over the side of the tub was difficult, and we were both soaked by the end of the bath.   My back also was usually aching by then too. We choose this method because it was the only room I could get a wheelchair into since bathroom doors are more narrow than other entries.  (why is that by the way?)

Then our church got us a shower into which we could roll a wheelchair.  That was wonderful.  I lifted him from the transport wheelchair onto the shower seat.  It allowed me to be in the shower with him and not get wet but have plenty of room to bathe him.  The only issue was lifting him back into the wheelchair while he was soaked.  Lifting him while soaked didn’t feel very safe, and a few times, I wasn’t sure I would make it from the shower seat to getting him back safely into the wheelchair due to slippery surfaces.

Then we hit upon the perfect answer…a shower wheelchair!  Now we have the best of both worlds.  I can roll him into the shower, stay relatively dry while I bathe him and I don’t have to lift him while he’s wet.

But still, shower day is a big job.  It takes a lot of preparation time to get everything ready, then time for the bathing and drying and dressing.  I always wait until after I bathe him to take my bath because I get pretty sweaty from working in the hot shower, but this is SO much better than what we had before.

One word of caution, though.  Today I was going to save time by coloring my hair while I also bathed him.  I put the color on and put a shower cap over it.  You’re only supposed to have the color on for about 30 minutes.  We had some unexpected events with the shower today, and an hour later, I still had not washed out the color!  Nothing happened. I still have my hair, and the color’s okay so no big deal but trying to combine the two might not be such a good idea in case you’re ever considering doing the same thing!

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Switching Gears

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Medicaid eligibility is based on income and asset levels rather than age.

One of the challenges I face as a caregiver is switching gears in mid-thought.  Of course, being a mother certainly helped prepare me for that duty but I always switch reluctantly.  I’m the type of person who likes closure.  I like to start a project, focus on it, get it done.  Not being able to finish something frustrates me considerably.  Needless to say, I’m frustrated a lot.

I work from home as I’ve mentioned many times before.  After I get Lynn and myself ready for the day, I “go to work” at my computer.  I have a job that takes a lot of concentration so when I’m working on a document or trying to advise someone over the phone, it’s difficult when my concentration is broken.  I’ve become pretty good at continuing a conversation on the phone while I insert a catheter, put him to bed, feed him, dress him, etc. but I’m not so good at trying to listen to what he’s saying at the same time I’m trying to listen to a person on the phone.  I know from my training that the human mind can only think one thought at a time so when he’s asking me one thing and the person on the phone is asking something else, one of those thoughts has to be repeated.  It’s usually his but there is always an internal debate on which conversation should I consider first.

Then there’s the frequent, “can you come here for just a minute?” which is never just a minute.  Like last night I was working on a document and he needed me for “just a minute.”  It was 45 minutes later when I got back.  By then I had to totally re-read everything I had just written and get back into the topic.  Of course, 15 or 20 minutes later (sometimes sooner), he’s back with something he forgot he needs…and I start over again.  I do eventually get it done but I admit, I sometimes get pretty short with him.

Tonight I was working on something and he decided to nap. He got up two hours later and was a little miffed that I had let him sleep so long.  I told him I thought he must have needed the sleep since he didn’t wake up.  He countered with, “you just wanted me out of your hair for a while.”  He was right. It’s just so nice not to get interrupted.

I thought when my kids grew up, that interrupting thing would be over for the most part.  I realized recently that I’ll now have the type of life I had raising kids for a very long time to come (if we’re both lucky enough to live a long time.)  It’s not what I expected for our future but that’s okay.  There are still the naps that come fairly often and maybe one day soon he’ll be strong enough that he won’t need me as much.  Somehow, I expect I may miss being needed when that happens…at least some…but I think I could get used to it.

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Weathering the storm

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Hurricane Irene has moved on now and we fared pretty well.  We lost electricity at 2 pm on Saturday and we still don’t have it back here at 5:30 p.m. p.m. on Sunday.  Our yard is a mess and we’ve lost everything in our refrigerator but I think the freezer food for the most part is okay.  We have a generator running a small air conditioning unit and a friend brought us another one for the freezer which also allowed me to hook up a TV and the computer.

Lynn is feeling really bad though.  Low pressure systems really hurt him.  He feels like he’s been run over by a truck.  He’s also emotionally hurting.  He’s been on the verge of tears all day because I’m having to do everything to recover from the hurricane.  He’s so frustrated because he can’t help or do it himself.  It has been difficult trying to help him and manage everything in the aftermath plus, I couldn’t sleep much last night.

It’s hard seeing him so upset over his loss of ability to help out. It hurts as a man to have your wife do everything for you and then also handle emergencies as well.  He feels so worthless at times and that’s so hard to see and so hard to help him overcome because the reality is, he can’t do those things anymore and he is limited on how he can help.  I try to help him keep his “manhood” by letting him help as much as possible but I often get frustrated because I just don’t know what I’m doing and it’s not easy for him to explain it to me at times.  I’m pretty dense with mechanical things although I do eventually “get it.”

The power company has us on priority but who knows when we will be fixed since there are probably hundreds also on priority with medical problems.  My daughter has come over to get the gas can to get more fuel for use tonight. Sure hope nothing in the freezer has gone bad since we plan to eat that!

If anyone’s looking for something to do, I know a yard that needs to be cleaned up!

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Necessity is the Mother of Invention

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I’ve discovered that buying things to make life easier for a caregiver gets expensive; however, with just a bit of creativity, you can have devices to help out that work almost as well for a lot less (other than the time it takes to make them). 

Lynn has been a carpenter, is very creative and has come up with a bunch of things to help him exercise.  I’ve been able to look at magazines and come up with ideas also.  For example:
Don’t like covers on your feet?  Lynn doesn’t either.  What did we do?  Took PVC pipe and glued straight pieces and curved joints so that it sits on the floor and rises above the bed height high enough to keep the covers off Lynn’s feet.  Pipes fit under the mattress to keep it stable, and extensions come off the top to drop the sheets over.

Lynn doesn’t like his toes to rub together. Currently, he’s wearing toe socks, but before he started wearing those, I cut up IV tubing from one of his hospital visits to insert between his toes.  Kept them spread just enough without being uncomfortable.

Lying flat on your back, make your back hurt?  Buy some foam bed pads, cut them up into 3′ x 4′ sections, and tape them on top of each other.  Then make a pillowcase to put them in, and you have a pad to put under both knees at the same time to keep the knees bent and pressure off your back.

Does your loved one fall sleep in their wheelchair and then complain that their neck hurts because the muscles stretch excessively?  Take a stretchy cloth headband and some twine.  Tie the headband to the head support on the wheelchair.  Put the headband around their forehead so that when their head falls forward when they fall asleep, it will be in a neutral position and not overstretch their neck muscles.

He has several carpenter friends.  Lynn designs the devices give them the specs, and supervises the construction.  Here’s some of what he has created:

A tabletop for his wheelchair:  He had them cut a piece of plywood that would sit on top of the wheelchair arms.  He had them cut out a curve around his belly and knocked out a section for the wheelchair controls.  It allows him to rest his arms on the tabletop and put plates or drinks there as well.

Exercise equipment for his quadriceps:  He took a flat board and had tracks added to it.  On the tracking, he had them fix a platform against which he could position his feet.  He had handles put on each side of the board at the top then bought bungee cords that went around the end of the platform from handle-to-handle. He pushes the platform with his feet; the bungee cords pull the platform back, so he exercises his quads.

Core strengthening: He took PVC piping a constructed two sections held together by a wooden pole inserted between them. The PVC comes around in front of him and is a little higher on the ends.  A piece of PVC is under the mattress to keep the pipes from moving.  He sits on the bed with the piping around him to balance.  If he starts to lose his balance, he has pipeline all-around to grab.  He also uses it to do push-ups and build arm strength.

Preparation for reeling in fish:  He created a pole on a base with a hinge.  Then he had a bungee cord connected from the tip of the pole to the wall, and he had a fishing reel attached to the pole.  He could practice reeling, and he could pull back on the bungee cord to strengthen his “pull” for reeling in the fish.

What now?  He’s trying to find a motor he can get customized so he can put a trough on either side of the motor that the motor will raise up and down periodically while he’s in bed. This would allow him to flex his leg muscles periodically and relieve the stiffness he gets at night so he (and I) would not have to get up so often.

Creative, huh?  He looked to patent some of the ideas but getting a patent is VERY expensive, so I guess he will be the only one to benefit from his ideas but if you are interested and want to make one of these yourself, send me an email, and I’ll try to get you more detail.

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I Just Can’t Deal With Another Thing.

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Ever felt like you just couldn’t take one more demand on your energy?  I was like that last Monday night.  We got home from vacation Saturday and I stayed up till 3 a.m. putting things away.  Sunday was much of the same except it was catching up on things at home. Again I went to bed at 3 a.m. and Lynn was up several times so even though I didn’t start my day till 10 a.m., I was very tired on Monday.  Monday was back to work.  I work from home so after getting up late, fixing breakfast, getting us both dressed and fed, settling him down on his peddlar because his legs were spasming, I didn’t get to sit at my computer till around noon.  However, I had already been handling work on my phone while I did all the above (I’ve become very good at multi-tasking).

All day was busy with work…many phone calls and 493 emails to go through that had come in while I was on vacation.  I got some of those done on Sunday and most of the rest on Monday.  The house was hot all day but so was outside so I turned the fan on me and figured Lynn had set the thermostat so it would be warmer.  (He has hypothyroidism and anemia so he’s cold most of the time now). Around 7 pm I ran to the grocery store because I hadn’t had time since we got home from vacation.  When I came back, Lynn was complaining about how hot he was. He did indeed look like he was melting so I rechecked the thermostat because I had set the temp to cool off while I was at the store.  Well it was set now at 70 but the house temperature was registering as 80.  We had a problem!

Lynn told me how to check the fuses in the garage and I went outside to hit the reset button on the heat pump. That wasn’t it.  Lynn then told me to crawl under the house (I hate doing that.  I’m afraid of snakes and not crazy about spiders or mice in case they are there either).  I crawled over to the inside unit, checked the fuses there–it wasn’t a fuse issue–pulled out the filter–hmmm, when was the last time I changed that?  obviously not recently–nothing worked.  It was so hot, I was pouring sweat.  Lynn needed help so I’m back inside helping him while he’s telling me to go next door to see if our neighbor can help (he’s an electrician).  Neighbor not home.  Dinner still needs to be picked, the house is so hot we are both sweating and Lynn is getting very weak from the heat but can’t go to bed because of muscle spasms.  He’s giving me instructions on how to check this and that and to be honest, I thought if I had one more thing to do I was just going to lose it!

Maybe it was the heat; maybe the lack of sleep for two days in a row; maybe the fact that I had a message on the phone from Lynn’s doctor to call when we got back because his blood work was still bad on the anemia; maybe because I knew the AC was going to cost a lot to fix; maybe the hunger; maybe the guilt from not being able to handle it all with grace; but whatever was behind it, I just couldn’t take it anymore…..

But, when you are a caregiver, you don’t have the luxury of giving up. Who else is going to handle it if you don’t?  Lot’s of people are helping us and many more are offering to do so but when you are home alone with someone depending on you and it’s night-time and you know that anyone you call will be burdened, the weight of the responsibility seems like a 2-ton boulder. Know what I mean?

I managed to get through it all that night.  I took several deep breaths, ate a bowl of ice cream (that’s why I’m so fat now), and called my angel of a son-in-law who got dressed, came over and worked on the unit.  He couldn’t fix it but his parents had a window unit they were not using and he went and got that for the bedroom so Lynn could get cooled off.  He was our hero and guardian angel all rolled into one.  God took care of our needs again and gave me the strength to carry on.  He sent my son-in-law who is like a son to me to shoulder my burden and help me to keep putting one foot in front of the other. 

Thank goodness when I can’t deal with another thing, God sends me someone to help carry the load and help me to continue on our journey.

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Triumphs and Disappointments

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We are on our last day of vacation, and as usual, I think everyone is looking forward to going home–although we have had a great time. There is no place like home, is there?

For instance…I helped Lynn take a shower yesterday in a regular shower stall.  I put in the shower chair for him to sit on and then stood outside the shower to bathe him.  Water everywhere, of course!  No room to move him. Had to have his son help me get him out.  Lynn and I were both exhausted, but the mission was accomplished.  I am sooo looking forward to our own shower unit that was installed by our church so I could roll him in and out.

Our own bed…that will be nice too.  Appliances that work and the cookware and utensils we need for dinner. Not having to put all the tables on books so Lynn can get his wheelchair under them.  Not having to remove a screen door so he can get onto the deck.

We had a few disappointments.  The biggest one was we tried to take his all-terrain wheelchair crabbing one night.  He spent a lot of money to get this special chair so he could surf fish and go on the beach.  Imagine our disappointment when he could not get it to move on the sand!  The chair was ordered from South Africa, so getting it fixed will be challenging, but we have already talked to them, and it appears to be a programming issue, so there is still hope.  But we will not be on vacation when it gets fixed-disappointing.

Started to go fishing last night.  Got everything ready, headed out the door and it was pouring rain!  We waited a while then decided to get up early this morning to go.  We did, got to the pier around 7 a.m. and fished two hours.  Several bites but all we caught was seaweed.
Now the triumph! And this is big. Lynn went swimming in the pool.  The boys sat him on the side of the pool till he got warm, then he went in.  The first day we went into the pool that was only 3 1/2 feet.  It was fun but challenging for him to do anything much.  Yesterday he went into the 5-foot pool, and it was awesome.  I was able to help him float around using afloat.  He was ready to kick his legs.  He was even able to float on his back alone, and he’s never been able to do that, but the best part…the very best part was…HE STOOD UP IN THE WATER ALONE!!  Ten times!!  He supported himself with the float.  The boys were on each side to help him get positioned right; then he pushed himself upright.  Awesome… My daughter has the pictures to prove it.
Triumphs and disappointments…. what experience doesn’t have them but all in all, this vacation was awesome. We’re so thankful to have the opportunity to once again vacation together, and to have a break from all the usual challenges.  I hope you get to have one this year too.

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Vacationing with MS

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We are on vacation.   It’s so nice to be away from home, with the sound of the beach in the background and our children around us but unlike the days before MS, vacationing with MS is not a relaxing experience.

First is packing to go…I had to pack his cool vest, his exercise equipment for balancing, his Hayek vent, his peddler, medications, two power chairs (one is a 4-wheel drive for the beach), one manual wheelchair, a shower chair, nebulizer, catheterization supplies, and then the regular things you take with you.

I rented a wheelchair van this year because Lynn’s leg spasms are so bad I was afraid he would have a set-back if he had spasms all the way to the beach.  The van allowed him to sit in his power chair, and if his legs spasmed, I pulled over and connected him to his peddler.

My daughter and her husband drove along with us and had to put most of our luggage in their car because our van had so much equipment in it. All the way here, I was driving and addressing his various needs at the same time.

Then we got here and unpacked the vehicles and discover that the entrance ways have a steep threshold so fortunately, I thought to pack a portable ramp so we could get the wheelchair into the condo.

Once inside, we need to move the furniture around so the wheelchair can get by things without damaging anything. We test out the bathroom–powerchair won’t fit so we test the manual chair…it’s tight, but it fits.
Today we tried to take him swimming.  It worked, but it took our two boys to lift him into the pool and me to hold his head out of the water while we floated around….but he was able to “go swimming.”

I used to get up first thing at the beach and go to the pool for the day.  I would read 4-5 books during the week.  So far, I’ve read three chapters.  Here when I get up I get myself ready, fix his meds, get him up, fix his breakfast, help him eat if he needs it, take care of his morning hygiene, then he rests a while and needs to be cathed again, then he needs this or that, after about three hours, I can go to the pool for a while but with a walkie-talkie in case he needs to be cathed again.
Not like it used to be, but it’s still vacation, and it’s still good to be away.  Tonight we’re going to try to go crabbing after dark using his all-terrain wheelchair.  He hasn’t used it yet, so we hope it works out for him.  Let’s hope he doesn’t drive it into the ocean or get stuck in a sand bar!   It’s all good though, and we’re glad to have this time together as a family.

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We have MS

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You will notice as I write these blogs that I always talk about “we”–  “we were in the hospital,” “we are learning to live with xxx.”  I don’t mean to minimize that Lynn is the one with MS and he is the one who ultimately has to deal with the frustrations, pain, discomfort and significant changes in his life, but he was not diagnosed with MS alone, WE were.

 What happens to him happens to me.  When he can’t move, I move for him.  When he needs information, I get it.  If he needs equipment, I find a way to get it.  If he gets upset, I deal with the emotions.  If he wants to get from point A to point B, I get him there.  So Lynn is not the only one with MS; I have it too.  I live with the frustration of being housebound most of the time.  I live with the fact that he needs to be catheterized every two hours so I can’t go away for long.  I live with being interrupted every few minutes all day and night to help him do what he needs to do. My life is no longer my own–my life is now dedicated to making his better and bearable.

So if you wonder why I refer to everything that happens to him as if it happens to me too….it does.  Just in a different way, but I have MS too.

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Wondering where this road will go

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Ever make plans for the future that didn’t quite turn out as you had hoped?  Yeah, who hasn’t.  That’s how MS affects my life.  We make plans and then he has a new struggle to deal with and the plans we had, take a back seat.

This is a second marriage for Lynn and me.  When we got married, I had two children and he had one whom he had with him intermittently.  He had a log cabin with two bedrooms; I had a house with three and a foundation for a fourth.  Therefore, we moved into my house.  Lynn is a carpenter by trade and had built his log cabin. Therefore, we decided to buy land and build our own home, literally.  Lynn designed the house, sent the plans to a timber frame company who took the plans and created shop drawings. We bought the timbers, he then took those plans, and in his spare time after work, he cut the timbers for the tongue & groove assembly. On weekends, he put in a foundation for the basement which took two years for him to do on his own.  By the end of the two years, the fatigue from the MS made it difficult for him to tolerate working more than an hour.  If it was hot, he couldn’t work at all.  After finishing the foundation, he began to put stone on the columns that would be the porch.  I had to mix the cement, bring him the stones and help him hold them in place at times.  Gradually, he could not do even that.  So now we have land with a finished basement and a few columns with the stone in place.  He hasn’t felt like working on it in over two years.  Plans change…

During the past two years we have been dealing with his change in mobility.  Two years ago he was able to walk with a rollator. Now he uses a powerchair and has limited use of his right side.  In the mornings he can feed himself.  By night he can’t do that.  On his “bad” days, I feed him every meal and do everything for him including scratching any itch, helping him unclench his curled up fingers from spasms, helping him change positions…just about everything.  So instead of building a house, we have focused on adapting this one.

Has your loved one gotten a powerchair yet?  They are wonderful but not always the easiest thing to get into and out of tight spaces.  When Lynn first got his, he wanted to see how fast it would go so he would get at one end of the hall and “run” to the other end.  Sometimes he would try to make the turn into the bedroom door.  Not such a good idea.  We eventually had to take down the door  because he hit it so many times, it was coming off its hinges.  We also had to put up metal plates over areas in our walls where the metal foot plates of the chair would hit the walls and cut into the sheet rock.  We currently have a rather large hole in the wall where the handles behind the chair cut into the sheet rock when he turns into the bedroom.  Where before I used to care about my house looking neat; now I just care that it’s functional.  What’s important changes…

When Lynn first got his wheelchair, he was embarrassed to be seen in it.  He was dealing with the loss of his image as a man and a provider.  He did not want to be seen as weak or have people feel sorry for him so he would tend to avoid people.  Me, as I mentioned before, I’m a realist.  If he needs a wheelchair, he needs a wheelchair and I don’t care what people think.  The wheelchair made our lives easier and that’s all that mattered to me but I had to be sensitive to how he felt. That got frustrating because I wanted him to still go to church with me and I felt he was letting his pride get in the way of living his life.  So I would have to remind myself that this was his life and his way of coping.  I needed to let him adjust the way he needed to–gradually, a little at a time. So for much longer than we should have, we used a rollator as a wheelchair so that he could tell himself he was not wheelchair dependent yet.  He finally made the transition to the wheelchair when circumstances made it necessary for us to use one for a while on a trip and he saw how comfortable it was.  Adjustments take time….

We are at a point now where we are trying to decide whether to finish that house we started.  We have prayed a lot about it, especially Lynn.  He was talking to God one day and asked Him to let him know what he should do.  Out of the blue, he got a call from someone asking if we wanted to sell that land.  So you think, is that the answer, to sell the land?  We don’t think so.  The person who called wasn’t really interested in buying; he was a builder and wanted to finish it.  He wasn’t the one to do that because he had never built a timber frame house before but it got us thinking that we needed to make a decision.  I contacted a friend whose husband build’s timber frames. He was great!  We felt very comfortable with him and feel like he’s the one to build it.  Lynn can be the general contractor since he knows how to do that so he can feel that he’s still in control of finishing the house.  We have many friends who are tradesmen; so he’s contacting people for bids.  We are still deciding what to do–need to make sure we can afford it since this house might not sell well–but it’s giving him a project and a purpose which has been missing for a while.  So again,  plans change or do they just roll around again?

I have my fears about building the new house.  I’m the only one working…what if I get sick and can’t work?  What if we start building and he get’s sicker and can’t finish it?  Should we save the money so I can hire someone to help me provide his care?  Do we adapt this house more (we’re talking major bucks to make the changes we will need) or just fix up this house to sell and adjust the floor plan of the timber frame?  Either way is not cheap.  If we move, we will be further away from my daughter and her husband but closer to our two sons and my job.  My daughter is ready to start a family and I want to be near our grandchildren.  Will moving further away make that more difficult to do?  So many questions.  Most of my fears I try to keep to myself but sometimes they get overwhelming.  I’m the caregiver.  I have to look out for both of us and our future.  I want the new house but he’s been in the hospital three times already this year; is it a good idea to build a new home? So many questions and so few certainties.  So I leave this blog with the request for prayers from you that God will show me what to do…to make it clear what our decision should be about the house(s)… will provide a way for whatever that decision may be and help me to find peace in the decision.

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Starting Down the MS Road

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I knew very little about MS when Lynn was diagnosed.  I knew that it was a nerve condition and that it was often first diagnosed due to vision impairment.  I also knew that it affected a person’s ability to walk.  However, I knew very little detail about it–like there were four types.  So my first way of coping was by reading.  I love to read.  If I’m sitting still, I have to be reading whatever is around me (unless I’m watching TV of course).

I have found that the more I know, the better I can cope with what is going to happen not so with Lynn.  I was looking up everything I could find on the internet and reading all the information we were given by the doctor. He didn’t want to know anything. Still doesn’t. I would find something that I wanted to share and he would tell me not to.  He has the belief that if you know what COULD happen (i.e., the bad things) then just by remembering, they are more likely TO happen. There’s something to be said about that.  If you feel bad and don’t know what is wrong, you keep pushing ahead but if you find out that you have a serious disease, then suddenly you start acting more like you have a serious disease….not everyone… but a lot of times that happens. So I look up things and keep them to myself.  I also find out things from the doctors or other healthcare professionals about what could happen and keep it to myself.  It’s hard not having anyone to share that with.  I respect him not wanting to know, but it’s hard being the one to know that the procedure he’s about to have could result in x, y, z.  Most of the time it won’t, but I’m a realist, and so I look at all those possibilities and think about the “what if’s” a lot.

That’s the main reason I started this blog. I don’t have anyone to talk to about the “what ifs” that understands.  I’ve thought about joining a caregiver support group, but that is impossible for me.  Lynn can do very little to help himself right now and cannot be alone for long periods.  It’s difficult to have someone stay with him while I’m gone because he’s on intermittent catheterization and he cannot help transfer to or from bed to wheelchair.  That limits who can help a lot.  We also live in a rural area some 45 minutes from Richmond, so anywhere I would go to attend a meeting would mean being away a long time.  That is just not possible.

When Lynn was in the hospital recently, I met another wife of someone with MS.  We had a lot in common; particularly the inability to go to support groups and the desire to share with someone who understood.  I thought then that maybe there was a way to have a virtual support group online.  I set up a Facebook account, but I don’t know how to get the word out on that plus I don’t want strangers to have access to the lives of my “friends” so I thought maybe a blog would be better.  A blog would allow me to share and others to comment and share as well.  That would be the closest thing to an actual support group.

So if you also want to share your story, trials, and concerns, I’m here to listen.

Just a few suggestions about sharing:

  • Remember whatever you say is public and may be seen by anyone, copied to other locations, or misconstrued so be careful what you say.
  • I recommend not fully disclosing who you are or where you live so you can maintain some privacy, but that’s up to you.
  • Keep it clean.  Please do not use profanity, make crude comments, be disrespectful or insensitive.  If you do, I’ll delete the comment.
  • Please do not use it to add spasm, solicit business, or bash anyone.  Again, …I’ll delete it.

My hope is this blog will be a place to share and gather support.  If you have something to share or something to ask, feel free to post a comment.

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Being diagnosed

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My spouse was diagnosed with MS in the fall of 2006. Since that time, the journey we have taken has been a whirlwind of change and adjustment. Realistically, I believe he had MS for many years before he was diagnosed. The signs were there–dragging foot, progressing to leg weakness, and then difficulty standing straight when he was tired. His father had MS, back in the day when there was no treatment. He died before he turned 50 and was bedridden most of those last few years. With that family history, you would think Lynn would have been diagnosed early, but that was not the case. As with many MS patients, the symptoms came and went. Being someone who hated to go to the doctor, he let the symptoms go. When I would nag him about asking his doctor if he had MS, he would assure me that he had and that he didn’t have it. Knowing him, I was sure that on the rare occasions he went to the doctor, he was minimizing what was happening (if he said anything at all). Back then, he felt great. In fact, if you asked him how he was doing, he would say, “If I was any better, I couldn’t stand myself.”

Lynn has always been very health conscious. He eats a healthy diet, has always exercised regularly, tried to live a relatively healthy lifestyle. He had a good mental outlook on life, had lots of things he enjoyed doing, and was talented in many ways. His spiritual life was strong–he had/has a solid foundation in Christ and was active in his church home. Life was good.

Then I noticed him one day wiggling the fingers of both hands and watching them closely. I asked him what he was doing and he mentioned that the fingers on his right hand were slower than the fingers on his left. That alarmed me. I told him that something might be wrong in his back (not mentioning that I thought it was MS) and that he should have it checked out. He told me not to worry. I insisted something might be wrong and asked to accompany him on his next doctor’s appointment so I would know what was being discussed. He agreed.

His next appointment was with a cardiologist. He has a mitral valve prolapse that is being monitored but he has no symptoms. Because it could one day require a valve replacement, I usually go with him to those appointments. I work in the hospital where he goes for doctor’s appointments and knew his physician. After his examination of Lynn, he asked me if I had any concerns. I told him not about his heart but explained my concerns about what I had seen. He asked if I wanted him to get Lynn an appointment with a neurologist and I said yes. That’s how he came to be diagnosed.

First, the MRI showed lesions. Then there was the lumbar puncture. (If you have never had one of those, they numb your back and put a needle into the spinal column to withdraw spinal fluid to test). His test came back positive for MS.
We got the news on our way back from a weekend at Hatteras fishing. I knew what the verdict was going to be before we got the call. I had watched Lynn barely able to walk back and forth from the beach to the motel room. I saw him unable to stand up straight like his back was made of melting butter that would thicken up if moved away from the fire but then begin to puddle and shrink if moved closer to the flame. I think we both knew but were praying we were wrong.

The call came over his cell phone just before we arrived home. He took it while he was driving. I knew from his end of the conversation what was said. I held his hand, and neither of us spoke. We got home, and I started to unpack the car. He stayed outside. When I came back, he began to cry–not so much for himself but for his son. He knew what it was like to have a father with MS; to see the struggles and to know that he might have that same struggle in the years ahead.

After we both cried, we both prayed. We prayed for strength to face what was ahead and to make the right decisions about whatever options we were given. The caller had offered to set up an appointment with a neurologist who was also doing MS research on the effectiveness of taking two of the common MS drugs together to see if they reduced the occurrence of exacerbations. We said that would be good and so we started down the road to living with MS.

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