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Tizanidine plus Physical Therapy

Posted on by June 23, 2016  

My Neuro is trying me on Tizanidine (Zanaflex) for my muscle cramps. He also prescribed physical therapy to help me build up my leg and core muscles again. This med is a short life drug meant to temporarily relieve the spasticity of Multiple Sclerosis patients. So, like every other drug he has tried for me, this is another off label drug. There are no meds that are designed to treat Mitochondrial Myopathy. So he prescribes meds created for other diseases and disorders that involve muscle spasms or seizures.

Tizanidine

I’ve only had a few doses so far, but I can tell it takes about an hour to take effect and works for maybe 5 or 6 hours. Of course he has me on the lowest possible dose right now, with the prescription providing for three times a day if I need it. I’ve used it the last two nights to help me get to sleep. That’s when the cramps are the worst, because my mind is not occupied with anything else to distract me from the pain.

Physical Therapy

Yesterday was my first time to go to PT since I went last year after my cervical fusion surgery. It’s the first time I’ve had therapy for my legs in many years. And I’m the first client with Mitochondrial Myopathy this physical therapist has ever worked with. She found out very quickly just how weak I’ve gotten. I don’t think she was prepared for how easily I fatigue to the point of jerking and twitching. So she plans on alternating working on my core and leg strength to keep me from losing control of my muscles so quickly.

I have been trying to exercise here at the house more and more each day, but I am obviously still very weak. I’m much better than I was after trying to use Clonazepam. But I’m not self disciplined enough to make myself exercise as much as I need to. It’s just too easy to sit, since I don’t notice the cramps as much when I’m busy on the computer. So I am confident that having someone make me work harder than I want to is going to be good for me.

And I can only hope that the Tizanidine helps with the muscle spasms. Time will tell.

My Last Clonazepam

Posted on by May 10, 2016  

Well, I “slept” without the Clonazepam last night. It wasn’t good sleep, by any means, as I have no idea how many times I woke up and waited to go back to sleep for a bit – but I made it through.

Of course, because of the long half-life of this benzo, I still have some of that last .25mg pill from Thursday night in my system. It will take the rest of the weekend before I dare try going back to my old meds – Methacarbamol and Neurontin. I have called for a Neuro appointment, but no telling how long it will be before I can actually see him.

Maybe this couple of months off my usual meds will make them work better for me again. I had been gradually increasing the doses to the maximum, because they were no longer helping with the muscle spasms and pain. And the high doses were making the brain fog worse. That’s why I had asked for a med change, and how I came to be back trying Clonazepam.

I decided to look back through all my blog posts for every mention of Clonazepam, as I had been on it once before, back near the beginning of this saga. At that time I was on Parkinson’s meds, and the extreme muscle weakness I experienced was attributed to the combination of meds. Now I know that’s probably not the case. The wet noodle muscle weakness I described back then is exactly how I’m feeling now.

Asking for Help Doesn’t Come Easy

DH has done his best to take up the slack here at home, helping with things I would normally do quite easily. I had gotten very frustrated with him, because he wasn’t helping. But he’s not a mind reader, and I hadn’t actually asked him for help. So we had a “come to meetin’ talk” the other night. Now the air has been cleared, and I’m getting more help. I still have to remind him, as he had gotten in the habit of letting me do a lot of stuff he once would have done automatically. His paralyzed leg and slow recovery from his heart attack changed both our roles considerably. But for now, I’m more in need of help than he is. And I’m getting it, sometimes after asking, sometimes without asking.

I did ask DH to bring the walker back upstairs, but I’m resisting using it, just as I did years ago. My DD fussed at me yesterday when she saw how slow and shuffling my gait has gotten, saying I needed to get over my pride and go back to using it. I know she’s right, but it’s a hard change to make. It feels like defeat. And in my mind it’s so much more VISIBLE than my gait – it makes me conspicuous, and that’s something I am NOT comfortable with.

This whole process of slowly going off one set of meds, then slowly going on another med, slowly increasing the dosage, then slowly cutting the dosage back to nothing has taken a couple of months. It’s the only safe way to transition from such powerful chemicals, and it’s the only way to find out if something different will help any more than what I was already on.

So I continue being a clinical trial of one, basically using myself as a guinea pig, praying each time that something will work to improve my quality of life.

WORLD RARE DISEASE DAY is TODAY!!

Posted on by May 9, 2016  

TODAY is World Rare Disease Day!

As I was recently diagnosed with Mitochondrial Myopathy, I’ve been doing a lot of personal research trying to understand a disease I had never heard of until a few months ago. We have been told by the diagnosing Neuromuscular Specialist that there is currently no cure and no real treatment available.

The main symptoms that affect my Quality of Life are extreme muscle weakness and fatigue, but I also get Myoclonic jerks, I walk with an ataxic gait, and I have digestive problems, as well as memory issues. And I have Type II Diabetes that is under control with nutrition and weight control. Diabetes is another way that Mitochondrial Disease can manifest itself. In hindsight I suspect that my symptoms probably started showing up about 30 years ago.

One in 10 Americans is affected by a rare disease – that’s over 30 million people. That’s more than the total number of people living worldwide with cancer! There are more than 7,000 diseases classified as being rare, most of which affect children. I can’t even imagine how parents must react when they are told their precious little one has a rare disease – and learn that 30% of the children diagnosed with a rare disease will die by their 5th birthday.

Most of these rare diseases are genetic in origin. There are no cures for these diseases, and only about 5% of these diseases even have a treatment. Less than half of the Rare Diseases have any kind of foundation, advocacy group, or community support group, because many of these diseases affect fewer than 100 people.

My own disease falls under the scope of the Muscular Dystrophy Association, so  I do have knowledgeable people I can turn to for help. And online there is a the United Mitochondrial Disease Foundation, as well as MitoAction and several Facebook groups dealing with MITO diseases where I can go for information and support. You’ll find me on FB in the 250+ member Mito Adults group – just ask on the group to join, if it would be a good fit for you.

So what about all the families dealing with one of these 3,000 or so Rare Diseases who have no support group at all?

You can help them:

VISIT the R.A.R.E. Project site and learn more. DONATE to help with research if you can.

LIKE and share the Global Genes Project Facebook page with your FB friends and be one of the hoped for Million who show their support for families facing one of these rare diseases.

WEAR jeans today to increase awareness of the need for more research and funding for genetic diseases. Hopefully your workplace is involved in Jeans for Genes as a MitoAction fund-raising effort today. But if not, you can still donate to these causes.

 

My Open Muscle Biopsy Experience

Posted on by May 18, 2016 7

I had my muscle biopsy last Thursday after what seemed like an eternity of waiting for the appointment to finally come. It turned out to be in my deltoid muscle, not my leg, which suited me just fine, considering how difficult walking is for me already. They numbed me up with Novacaine so I couldn’t feel anything, and since it was right near my shoulder I really couldn’t see what the doctor was doing, either.

The doctor, whom I had found so difficult to understand when we saw him back in October, did the biopsy, and he and I chatted quite a bit during the hour plus procedure. I’m glad he was the one who did it, because it gave me a chance to develop some rapport with him and get used to his speech. I feel MUCH better about having him as my doctor at UAB now.

I told him about how much pain my neck had been giving me since the 3 hours of lying flat during all the tests in November, and he gave me a prescription for a muscle relaxer that has helped a lot. As weak as my muscles are it never occurred to me to ask for such a prescription, but I’m glad he offered it! I’m still using the cervical collar while in the car and when I’ll be out of the house for extended periods of time, but my neck and back are definitely less painful at home.

I was pleased that he had been impressed with my complete medical history printout I gave him back in October.

We have had extensive experience as care givers for our parents, and we learned quickly that doctor’s appointments were much more productive if I brought complete and easy to read information to each appointment.

So as soon as I was diagnosed with Parkinson’s back in 2006, I started keeping a journal and also created a Word document in table form detailing all my medical history from birth to the present. Thank goodness I had copies of our life insurance application forms, or I would never have been able to resurrect all the dates of my surgeries and life events. It’s very easy to update the document with any new test results, prescriptions, drug reactions, etc. So I print out a new copy each time I go to a doctor and always give them the front sheet with the most pertinent information on it. If they need a full current copy I have that for them, too.

I had done a good bit of online research about how the biopsy would be done, but somehow I didn’t realize just how big a sample they would be taking out. I had an open biopsy, rather than a needle biopsy. He took a piece of muscle tissue from my upper arm about the size of the last knuckle of my little finger. I was able to keep my knees bent the whole time, so I didn’t end up with as much back pain as I did last time.

Since I’m diabetic I have to wait 10 days to have the stitches removed. I was sent home with antibiotics to take, as well as pain meds. And I really was in a great deal of pain, which surprised me, too. I guess if I had realized what a big hunk of me he was going to take out I would have realized I was going to be very uncomfortable. I’ve been off prescription pain meds for several days now, but still use Tylenol sometimes.

I was also surprised by how little I was able to use my arm – almost nothing at first, but still difficult even now after 8 days. I’ve pretty much lived in sweat pants now since the biopsy, even wearing them when we go out Christmas shopping. I had no choice. The first trip out after the biopsy to get a sandwich and do a small amount of shopping I didn’t stop to think and wore my elastic waist jeans, as I normally do. That was stupid, because hubby had to help me get INTO them.

Well, I had to use the restroom while we were out – and I couldn’t pull my pants down one handed! I’ve done my share of going into the bathroom with my father-in-law, who had Alzheimer’s, but this was the first time someone ever had to go in a public bathroom to help ME. Hubby helped me of course, but he understandably wasn’t comfortable being in the women’s restroom, even though we made sure it was empty. It really makes you appreciate businesses that provide Family Restrooms for situations such as this.

I was told not to lift anything heavier than a plate of food. I’ve learned to do a lot of things left handed and am gradually using my right arm more and more. Hopefully when the stitches are out and the heavy bandage is gone I will be able to quickly get full range of motion back.

As for test results – it will take 3 weeks to get that back, so we’ll just enjoy Christmas and possibly New Years before we hear the results.

This is an expensive invasive test that is not performed if there is any other way to obtain a diagnosis, but I’m glad I decided to have it done. I’ve said it many times while my diagnoses kept changing that I can deal with the Devil I know much better than I can the Unknown.

If you’ve read this far it may be because you are considering having a muscle biopsy. I pray that you get definitive results that will help your medical team provide a beneficial treatment regimen for you. And we pray for that for me as well, that the Neuromuscular Specialist will be able to determine what type of Myopathy I have. We are praying that it will be one of the types for which a treatment has been developed.

May you have a Blessed Christmas!

Visible vs Invisible Disabilities

Posted on by May 18, 2016 2

It’s absolutely amazing how wonderfully helpful and concerned total strangers have been since I started wearing the neck brace out in public! Not only are they helpful, but they also strike up a conversation with me, usually asking if I was in an automobile accident. We ate lunch out yesterday, and a waiter who wasn’t even taking care of us stopped by to ask what was wrong with my neck! I can’t imagine that people would be so interested if I had an arm in a sling. So I think at least part of their questioning is that people “enjoy” hearing stories about wrecks! LOL!

But I digress. This sudden “visibility” (that I have avoided for so long out of self consciousness) affirms that most people have a kind heart toward those with disabilities, but they are usually too preoccupied with themselves to notice those who are struggling with everyday activities. I must work at being more conscious of others when I am in public.

I think of all the people dealing with the various Movement Disorders who don’t use a cane or walker, but who find even walking around to be difficult. I’m sure most don’t want to be seen as disabled, but I’m sure they would all appreciate the little kindnesses, like holding a door open for them. But without that “hit them over the head with it” obvious indication of limited abilities – people just don’t notice they could use a little extra TLC.

I know that has been true for me for a long time. I’ve been uncomfortable with the idea of being seen as handicapped, although I’ve been grateful to have and use a Handicap Sticker for the car. But I’ve also been saddened that friends didn’t notice that I’m struggling. Then I start fussing at myself that I’m having a pity party and to get over it. I can’t have it both ways, I tell myself. I don’t want to be one of these people who is constantly listing all their current ailments, aches, and pains, so it’s my lack of voicing how I’m doing that prevents people from realizing I’m having troubles.

The neck brace has very quickly changed all that. It’s a shame it took using it to cause people to notice the problems I have had for a long time with simple activities like walking.

3 Hours of Tests Today

Posted on by May 18, 2016 4

The Bradykinesia (slow walking) continues, so today I went to UAB in Birmingham and had a Nerve Conduction Velocity Test, a complete Jolly’s Test, and an EMG (Electromyogram). It took 3 hours to complete all the testing, and that involved some fairly uncomfortable electrical stimulation in the Nerve Conduction Test and some very uncomfortable electrical shocks during the Jolly Test. The EMG is mildly uncomfortable, but they did that last, and by then I was so stressed and tired that it was not pleasant, either.

I’ve had variations of these tests before, so at least I knew about what to expect. I’m glad I didn’t realize ahead of time that I was having the Jolly Test, as it was extremely painful last time. It still wasn’t easy, but it wasn’t as bad as it was the first time I had it done. This test was more complete than the other Jolly Test I had, testing the eyelid muscles, the neck muscles, as well as the hand and arm muscles. The NCVT was done on my right leg and arm, as was the EMG.

A technician did the NCVT and Jolly Test, but two doctors did the EMG. They said the NCVT and Jolly Test looked normal, but the EMG showed signs of polyphasia. I tried researching that, but couldn’t tell much about what that meant, and of course they didn’t elaborate. They said it would be up to the Neuromuscular Specialist to decide if I needed a muscle biopsy, based on the results of these tests.

So, we still don’t know anything, but maybe in a couple of weeks we’ll get some indication of what the specialist thinks might be going on. We sure hope so.

The Long Awaited Appointment

Posted on by May 18, 2016 10

We’ve waited several months for an appointment to see the Neuromuscular Specialist at UAB, and I finally saw him Friday. We had spent the better part of a week going from doctor to doctor collecting every medical record we could to either FAX to them or bring with us. I had updated all my own medical history information that I keep on my computer and took that with me, too. All the paperwork made a stack over an inch high.

The doctor was very pleasant, but his English was difficult to understand, and at times I think he was having difficulty understanding me. He asked a lot of questions, did a very brief test of muscle strength, walking, and balance abilities. He gave me a prescription for Lyrica, which he said would help with the muscle weakness and fatigue. And he ordered an EMG. That’s the test where they put needles in your legs and measure the electrical signal between the needles to see if the muscles are working properly. I’ve had that test done twice – one was abnormal and one was normal – but that was some years ago. He also mentioned I might need a muscle biopsy. 

And that was it.

We left feeling like nothing had been accomplished. I have to wait on them to mail me the appointment time for the EMG, so I don’t know how long it will be before that’s done. And the doctor’s office won’t decide when to see me again until the EMG has been analyzed, so that’s up in the air, too.

And now I’m taking the Lyrica, which is leaving me so looped that you would think I was drunk! I’ll give it a few more days to see if these initial side effects wear off, but there’s no way I can take it if this continues. It’s an anti-seizure medicine, just as my Primidone was, but I’m not having the Myoclonic jerks any more. I told the doctor that several times, but each time he would say that it would help with the weakness and fatigue. 

I wish I could say I had confidence in him at this time, but I don’t right now. Very frustrating, as I’m sure he’s a top notch doctor – he wouldn’t be at UAB if he weren’t. It’s the language situation that makes me feel doubtful. 

So I continue to walk slowly and awkwardly, and now I’m drunk to boot! LOL!! And disappointed, although I knew they would want to do more tests – they always do. It’s just been a long year of doctor visits and tests and more tests, and we’re no closer to finding out what’s going on with me than we were back in April.

Still Being Poked, but Optimistic

Posted on by May 18, 2016 4

Well, I was hoping to wait until I had something definite to add, but it looks like that’s not going to happen any time soon. Since I’ve written last I’ve had two more sets of liver enzyme tests with varying results, but still high. I’ve been to the Endocrinologist, and he’s run all the thyroid tests again and done an ultrasound of my thyroid.  He is satisfied that all is normal there. The liver biopsy results came back normal. So far so good.

But, I asked at my last Gastro visit if muscle atrophy could cause the liver enzyme numbers to be high, based on some information I found on the internet. So he added a Creatine Kinase test to the orders for the liver function panel, and the CK numbers were elevated. I’m not sure yet what that means, as I’m having a routine colonoscopy this week and won’t see my Gastro again until the followup appointment for that.

I’ve decided that the variation in AST and ALT numbers I keep getting is determined by how much walking I’ve done prior to the test. When I had to walk a long way to the lab the numbers have been higher than when it was close by. I really do think all the abnormal numbers have something to do with whatever is making my walking so labored and oddly gaited.

I have a feeling I won’t get any answers until I see the Neuromuscular Movement Disorder Specialist at UAB in October. But at least we’ve ruled out several things that could have caused this weakness.

I’ve finally reached a point that I’m no longer worried about them finding some horrible something wrong with me, and I’m very thankful for that. I am not as weak as I was back in March when this all started, and I’m VERY thankful for that. I feel good enough to have made a dent in the backlog of work that accumulated when I was so very weak, and that helps my outlook, too.

I’m thankful to God that most of the scariest possibilities have been ruled out, and I’m no longer anxious about the final results of all this testing.

Hemochromatosis – Another Possibility Crossed Off the List

Posted on by May 18, 2016 4

Well, the DNA test for Hemochromatosis came back normal, so that’s another possible diagnosis for my weakness ruled out. But after doing the research on this particular line of testing, I would caution anyone with Anglo Saxon ancestry to consider this as a possible cause of a wide range of disorders, from Type II Diabetes to heart problems.

It’s the most common genetic mutation found so far, with as many as 1 in 8 of Irish descent being a carrier of the gene. Something in the range of 1 in 300 Northern Europeans have at least one of these mutated genes, but it takes the mutation from both parents for the likelihood of symptoms to be dramatic. And if caught before organ damage is done, it can be easily treated. It normally takes many years to build up the iron overload, so most people don’t show symptoms until they are older.

With the Hemochromatosis test being normal, my Gastro doesn’t want to see me again for 6 months. So I guess that means he’s ruled out any liver problems as being the cause of my problems.

So, I’ve requested a Western Blot Lyme Disease blood test. I know this is a very, very long shot, but I have had the bull’s eye rash from a tick bite in the past. We found it one evening and were waiting at the doctor’s office’s doorstep the next morning. He put me on a round of antibiotics at that time. So the chances of having Lyme are not high, at least from that event. BUT, I have always lived in Alabama, and ticks are everywhere. I can’t count how many times I can remember finding them on me over the years, and their bite doesn’t always make the bull’s eye rash.

Lyme Disease can mimic lots of other diseases, depending on which organs the bacteria attacks, including neurological disorders. Treating it involves long term antibiotics, which may or may not reverse the damage already done to the body. So, I’m hoping this test turns out to be negative.

I did get a referral from my GP to an Endocrinologist, and I have an appointment with him in mid August. I’m still holding out hope that this terrible weakness turns out to be from Hypothyroidism, which our daughter has been treated for for many years. My symptoms do fit, even though the routine tests came back normal. But it is possible to have a hypothyroid condition with normal tests. It would explain my muscle weakness, hoarseness, and intense itching, and it’s fairly easy to treat.

I see my Neuro again next week, so we’ll see what he says then.

In the meantime I continue to use the cane outside the house, and could really use the walker. But I’m back to that same head space I was years ago when I was originally dx with Parkinson’s. There’s just something about “giving in” to the walker that I try to put off as long as possible. It’s bad enough having to use the cane, without having people see me as getting worse. It draws too much attention to me, and I can’t stand that.

So for now, I’m praying this turns out to be something simple to treat, like thyroid problems, and not some exotic disease that may never be diagnosed.

I’m trying to be patient, but frankly I’m not doing a very good job of it. I deal with an enemy I know much better than I do the unknown. But I’m in God’s Hands, and He knows my needs far better than I ever could.

Limbo Land is No Fun!

Posted on by May 21, 2016 4

Well, the blood test came back normal, as did the Jolly test. I’m still having all the same weakness, gait problems, and hoarseness, though. From what I’ve been able to research on Google, neither of these tests is totally reliable, so I’m not ready to breathe a sigh of relief just yet.

I have asked that my Neuro refer me to a particular Endocrinologist, though, so maybe I can get an appointment with him next week. Well, I mean get the authority to make an appointment next week. No telling how long I’ll have to wait to actually SEE him.

Hubby and I are hoping I turn out to be Hypothyroid, as all my symptoms fit that disorder, and our daughter takes medication for it. All my thyroid tests were normal, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have a thyroid disorder. THAT would be easy to fix with medication, so we’re hoping that’s it.

I’ve all but quit jerking, too, even though I cut the Primidone from 3 at a time to 2 at a time, so I lowered it to one tablet morning and night yesterday, and I’m still not jerking. Very weird.

It sure would be nice and neat if medical tests were 100% accurate in every case, but this is real life. There are always exceptions.