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My Open Muscle Biopsy Experience

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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!

Mouth Twitches, But That’s All

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I got up earlier than usual this morning, as I normally do on Fridays, so I can map out a route for us to use to go on our Estate Sale, garage sale, thrift store hunt. Even though it was 4:30AM, my mouth was already having slight mouth twitches. The rest of me was still, though, so it’s not really that I am complaining – just documenting.

We did make some good purchases, and we always enjoy each other’s company, but it was awfully hot, and we ended up coming home a little earlier than usual. The mouth twitch continued to increase as the day went on, although it is nowhere near as bad as it is without the Primidone.

A very nice lady who was having a yard sale saw me using the cane to help myself get down her driveway, and asked me if I was recovering from leg surgery. After the slightest of pauses, which I am sure no one else would have noticed, the words came out of my mouth for the very first time. I told her I had a Movement Disorder. She went on to tell me how she had had two hip surgeries and had used a walker, and now used a cane. It was a very friendly, normal sounding conversation, but those words coming out of my mouth were momentous for me.

My hand and foot did not shake, my shoulder did not jerk, and I was reasonably stable, particularly when I used the cane. I am selective in when I use it, but I’m careful. After all, we have seen first hand what happens when an older person falls.

If I know a restaurant is going to be easy to maneuver, I leave it in the car. Hubby gives me a reassuring hand to go up and down curbs. But if we go to a sale, I always use it. You never know what the inside of a house will be like, and yards can be uneven or steep. We’ve stopped at some of the same gas stations and restaurants often enough to know which ones have handicap accessible bathrooms, and which ones don’t, so I usually know if I need to take the cane with me to help in the bathroom.

We do have the Handicap Placard, but I try not to use blue spaces unless I am having a bad day. I have used them a lot in the last six months, but not since I went on the Primidone. I look forward to many more days of using regular parking spaces!!

The Day After PT – and I’m OK

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I’m thankful to be able to say that today I have not been all stove up the way I was last week. The Physical Therapist cut back on the severity and number of repetitions this week, so I’m only mildly sore today. I did make a point of asking her if she thought I should be asking the doctor for a blue parking sticker, and she agreed that I should. I won’t need it all the time, but for some places, like the Galleria, which is a huge multi-story mall, I’ll definitely be taking the walker, and I’ll need to be near the door.

We ate at an old Krystal’s yesterday, and I guess that’s the first time we’ve been in one in over 20 years! Luckily, I was having a good day, because the bathroom doors were not much over 20 inches wide! The sink was not much bigger than the size of a sheet of paper! It really looked like what I would imagine an airplane bathroom might look like, and definitely reminds me of the bathrooms on trains as I remember them from my childhood. So, when we got home, I found the Krystal website and complained. I had an answer from the Birmingham District Supervisor by this afternoon. It was pretty much a form letter, but it did have his phone number, etc., so I figured I’d call in a month or so and see if anything is going to be done to make those bathrooms handicap accessible.

We’ve been consciously advocating for better handicap facilities in businesses we go to for years now, never thinking that someday one of us would be needing them. Now, I’m super conscious, and very glad that I’ve been doing my part to make managers aware of what needed to be done.