The National Psoriasis Foundation has launched this nifty tool for patients. They call it "Citizen Pscientist," and it is a pretty fun website if you like learning. Most of us PsO (psoriasis) and PsA (psoriatic arthritis) patients are sort of forced to learn anyway, since we get lots of "have you tried this" and "this cured my grandmother." Might as well have a little fun with it, right?
So, I checked out this cool little link on the site called "Discover." Boy oh boy, what I could do with that data! Even though it is a bit simplified for what I was curious about, I was able to get the basic numbers I wanted to crunch.
Out of the existing members of this patient community, over 48% suffer from both PsO and PsA. The current number for this percentage is just over 1000 patients. Only 78% of these combination patients have answered the question, "Is your activity limited by your disease(s)?"
Judging by the majority's answer, I will estimate that 85% of combination PsO and PsA patients have to deal with their daily activities being limited due to the symptoms of their disease. That is... A LOT.
If you do not understand, I can try to explain it. Here is what my typical day was, while I was on medical treatment, and in remission.
6:00 am - Get out of bed, run down stairs, switch laundry
6:05 am - Run up two flights of stairs, open front door for dogs, get in shower
6:20 am - Brush hair, get dressed, apply small dab of makeup
6:35 am - Let dogs in, run down two flights of stairs, put dogs in kennels, run up one flight of stairs
6:40 am - Pour a bowl of cereal, eat, grab a frozen lunch out of freezer
6:55 am - Leave house and drive to work
7:15 am - Sit in traffic 20 miles from home cussing at idiot drivers
7:55 am - Arrive at work 35 miles from home
8:00 am - Begin repetitively answering phone with chipper friendly attitude
10:00 am - Collect paperwork, make multiple trips to car with supplies and/or recycling waste
10:30 am - Make 14 mile round trip journey through city for errands, multiple stops and getting in/out of vehicle
11:30 am - Return to office and repetitive phone calls while checking clients in and out
1:00 pm - Break for lunch, microwave my meal, walk/jog 2 miles, stretch
2:00 pm - Return to work, cue phones and revolving door
6:00 pm - Close office, cash out drawer, tidy workspace, file loose paperwork, prepare tomorrow's paperwork, jot down tasks on agenda
6:30 pm - Begin journey home
7:15 pm - Arrive home, let dogs out
7:20 pm - Throw saddle, pad, and bridle in car (45lbs), drive to farm
7:35 pm - Arrive at farm, whistle for horse
7:40 pm - Go on a 2 mile hike to find horse standing in creek eating grass from the banks
8:00 pm - Tie horse to trailer to brush and "tack up" (put on saddle pad, saddle, tighten girth, apply fly spray, take halter off, put bridle on)
8:15 pm - Mount up and go for a leisurely ride
9:00 pm - Return to trailer, remove tack, brush horse and hose down, return tack to car
9:15 pm - Return horse to field and drive home
9:25 pm - Eat supper
10:00 pm - Relax before bed
10:45 pm - Prep lunch and outfit for following day, let dogs out
11:00 pm - Go to bed
Got all that? Now, I will explain daily activities after having major lung surgery, being forced to go off of PsO/PsA treatments that were keeping me in remission, and having a major "flare" (a period of time generally more than 2-3 days, lasting up to months, years, or an entire lifetime, in which the immune system is in a constant state of inflammation, causing debilitating pain in joints AND soft tissues AND organs AND/OR eyes, confusion, severe fatigue, muscle spasms, muscle weakness, tremors, neuropathy, fevers, chills, migraines, and much much more).
3:00 am - wake up from stabbing hip pain, reposition
3:30 am - wake up from burning shoulder pain, struggle with pillows to reposition
5:00 am - wake up from searing knee pain and give up on the sleep thing for right now
5:15 am - continue stretching each individual muscle and joint that I can in order to be able to simply lift my own weight
5:45 am - roll, literally, out of bed and onto feet, continuing to stretch
6:00 am - stand up (there may be a slight stumble into the wall here, there may not be, but be ready for it)
6:05 am - put shoes on, walk dogs
6:15 am - shuffle, literally, around house because with every step comes excruciating pain shooting up heels, vibrating through hips, and concentrating at knees
6:20 am - stand briefly at cabinets looking for breakfast options (be ready for knives to dig in to every joint from my shoulder to my fingertips if I reach too quickly for a item), ask myself, "If I cook, will I be able to take the trash out and clean the dishes later?"
6:30 am - pick whatever will keep me from having to stand in front of the stove/microwave/oven for too long, shuffle back and forth from kitchen to dining area with one item at a time (so as not to drop anything), placing food and drink on table
6:45 am - hesitantly sit, bracing myself for sudden joint pain or dislocation or muscle spasms
6:50 am - eat and drink
7:00 am - sit at table staring at phone in order to take my mind off the pain from sitting down
7:30 am - slowly push off chair and table in order to stand, shuffle back and forth with bowl and glass to kitchen, one item at a time, to avoid any sudden weakness or tremors in hands which would cause a mess to attempt to clean up
7:45 am - Shuffle to bathroom for personal hygeine, gag on multiple vitamins and supplements, wonder how much good they are really doing
8:00 am - Slowly and carefully enter shower, attempt to wash hair with burning stabbing pains shooting through neck, back, shoulders, spine, hips, knees, feet
8:15 am - Reach for soap and miss because I suddenly got dizzy and light headed, sit down in tub with shower running to avoid fall
8:30 am - Crawl out of tub, slowly push off tub side to stand, slowly reach for towel in case another dizzy spell comes on
8:45 am - Ok, now I'm dry, attempt to towel dry hair
9:00 am - Begin application of over the counter skin salves to 90% of my body
9:30 am - Ask for assistance in impossible to reach places
9:40 am - Apply lotions with natural ingredients and essential oils
9:55 am - Shuffle to dresser or closet for clothing, being careful not to bend or reach or grab too fast
10:15 am - Ask for assistance with clothing
10:30 am - Take dogs for walk
11:00 am - Realize that I'm starving, shuffle around kitchen again for food...
So, I'm hoping you can sort of see the differences here. This last schedule of events is not necessarily every day, but it is a lot of days. Sometimes, I will actually get a full night of sleep and not wake up over and over from pain or migraine or fever. The days following a full night's uninterrupted sleep (10pm-7/8am) are generally pretty good. Those days, I don't need help to get my ointments on, or help to get dressed. Those days I don't usually have too many dizzy spells or sudden joint malfunction. Those days I can go grocery shopping AND unload the groceries by myself. Then I have to lie down, because the ever present pain starts pushing through the fence I try to keep it behind, and I will start having the dizzy spells or muscle spasms or sudden severe weakness or entire body trembling.
And obviously, my answer to the original question, is my activity affected by my disease, is yes. I don't WANT it to be. I try not to LET it be. Every. Day. I smile through the pain. I act chipper on the phone. You see little remnants of who I was before. When I was in remission. When my immune system wasn't attacking my body. Yes, I was "myself," the former version, when my doctors had options on what medications to control my immune system with. When they ran out of options, it began the journey to the "new" me. It began the cascade of immune symptoms that spiraled out of control and took over my body like alien invaders. Invaders that do not have Will Smith to get them back in line and blow them all up. Because the invaders are a part of me, there is no plan A, B, or C. There is no hero to save the day and the rest of my existence. It is possible that a combination of A+F+Z will force the invaders out, but it will take time and patience to try the unending combinations of natural healing methods, since my invaders are different than every other PsO+PsA patient's invaders and respond differently.
So, you make friends with the invaders. You have no choice but to keep them rested and fed and in a good mood. Your entire existence and strength depends on it. If you keep them happy, they will allow your body to do something that keeps you happy. Like, maybe help a stranger get her new farm ready for her horses. Maybe even ride your own horse. Spend time teaching your dog new tricks or reinforcing old ones. Type a blog to try to help others see that you are the very same person on the inside that they knew, you just have to react to every little detail a little differently, a little more slowly, with a lot more thought and physical effort.
Yes, my disease has limited my activity. It has changed my abilities. Sometimes, the invaders take over and change my emotional state. But I'll keep trying to make peace with them (myself), bodily and emotionally. I'll keep hoping for a cure, or maybe just another option for my doctors that won't take as long as me trying to figure out combinations of natural approaches that minimally help. Tomorrow, there may be light. Gotta keep fighting. Stay strong. Live in the moments of beauty and love and kindness. It's a scary world, inside me.
Despite battling chronic illness in the shape of psoriasis and psoriatic arthritis, each day is a new and beautiful dawn.
Tuesday, November 17, 2015
Sunday, November 15, 2015
My Roar
"This morning was cold and wet, but despite my clicking, swollen knees, feet, and hands, it got off to a good start. Dogs out, check. Breakfast made, check. Get dressed, check.
The horses were super happy I showed up, and so was I! The sun was shining through clear skies just a few miles from home! Check the water trough, give a handful of grain with some locally mixed mineral supplement (if you're in NE TN, contact Kindred Spirit Whole Horse Care for more info on this GREAT product), and check fence line for any downed wire."
That was the other day. It was a good day, an above average day for me. Today is my regular type day... I have gotten plenty of rest. I have hydrated regularly, above average. I have eaten three square meals. I have stretched to the best of my limited range of motion capabilities. I have attempted to take the dogs on a brisk walk. This activity, which can either invigorate me or cause debilitating pain, has today brought on uncontrollable shaking in my legs, arms, and hands.
As I force myself to type this, my usual 70 wpm is reduced almost to hunt and peck. I look like a Parkinson's patient, an 80 year old lady trying to write out a check in squiggly cursive.
I have taken my daily medications. I have taken my regular vitamins and supplements. I have managed to keep an esophageal spasm attack at bay. Despite an oncoming anxiety attack two nights ago, I was able to get my mind off of upcoming stress with the assistance of one hugely supportive and loving partner.
So, why the shaking? Why the inability to overcome it? If you think I haven't tried hard enough, or that I just don't have the mental strength to put mind over matter, or that I'm imagining things... I am here to tell you - YOU ARE WRONG. If you think it might be time for me to give up and just live in a chair - you're wrong too.
I AM strong. I am strong enough to wake up each day with optimism and a plan. I am strong enough to know my limits, although they may be different every day. I am strong enough to say I do not need that kind of negativity in my life. I am strong enough to keep dreaming despite an unmanaged and incurable autoimmune disease that does not "just" affect my skin or joints. I am strong enough to fight my body when it decides to attack itself, or give in and rest when I know I should. I am strong enough to keep trying to at least do what I love, since most days I am unable to keep up with most of other's opinions of life's necessities. I am strong enough to love others in spite of a complete lack of understanding in how I can be "reduced" to the person I have become.
I think that this entire experience has made me a better person. It has given me insight to a whole host of previously close-minded thoughts. It has shaken me to my core and brought my strengths and weaknesses exploding to the surface of my reality. It has given me confidence to bare my skin, and my soul, to others. It has made me ever so grateful for all the riches of life I have. It has opened my eyes to the meaning of unconditional love.
As I look back on my life, I can say I have done great things. I have traveled down miles of trails on horseback while enjoying the beauty in this world and laughing with amazing friends and family. I have rescued countless animals. I have raised a wonderful son. I have been successful in all that I have done. And no, I do not measure success in bank accounts or extravagant homes or brand new cars or land holdings. I measure it in love, in joyful memories, in honesty and humility. What others may call a failure in my life, I call a lesson.
If I have learned anything from these so-called failures, it has been a success. And if you scoff and think to yourself, ha, what a crock - I urge you to re-examine your own life and what you hold important. Any day, you could be told that you will never heal, and life as you know it could be gone, forever, not temporarily on hold, but FOR. EVER.
I hope and pray that day never comes, but if it does or if it already has, my wish is that you draw strength from knowing you are not alone. You are still valuable as a human. You are still worthy of love. You can still move mountains. You are strong, to face every unknown day, hour, minute with courage and faith that others may never know. It doesn't matter what the rest of the world tells you. You only have one life, live it, love it, make the best of your inabilities, disabilities, and capabilities. Your joy does matter, it matters to you, and you are important. You never know whose life you will touch by being strong enough to say - I AM strong, I AM doing my best, and I AM successful on my OWN terms.
The horses were super happy I showed up, and so was I! The sun was shining through clear skies just a few miles from home! Check the water trough, give a handful of grain with some locally mixed mineral supplement (if you're in NE TN, contact Kindred Spirit Whole Horse Care for more info on this GREAT product), and check fence line for any downed wire."
That was the other day. It was a good day, an above average day for me. Today is my regular type day... I have gotten plenty of rest. I have hydrated regularly, above average. I have eaten three square meals. I have stretched to the best of my limited range of motion capabilities. I have attempted to take the dogs on a brisk walk. This activity, which can either invigorate me or cause debilitating pain, has today brought on uncontrollable shaking in my legs, arms, and hands.
As I force myself to type this, my usual 70 wpm is reduced almost to hunt and peck. I look like a Parkinson's patient, an 80 year old lady trying to write out a check in squiggly cursive.
I have taken my daily medications. I have taken my regular vitamins and supplements. I have managed to keep an esophageal spasm attack at bay. Despite an oncoming anxiety attack two nights ago, I was able to get my mind off of upcoming stress with the assistance of one hugely supportive and loving partner.
So, why the shaking? Why the inability to overcome it? If you think I haven't tried hard enough, or that I just don't have the mental strength to put mind over matter, or that I'm imagining things... I am here to tell you - YOU ARE WRONG. If you think it might be time for me to give up and just live in a chair - you're wrong too.
I AM strong. I am strong enough to wake up each day with optimism and a plan. I am strong enough to know my limits, although they may be different every day. I am strong enough to say I do not need that kind of negativity in my life. I am strong enough to keep dreaming despite an unmanaged and incurable autoimmune disease that does not "just" affect my skin or joints. I am strong enough to fight my body when it decides to attack itself, or give in and rest when I know I should. I am strong enough to keep trying to at least do what I love, since most days I am unable to keep up with most of other's opinions of life's necessities. I am strong enough to love others in spite of a complete lack of understanding in how I can be "reduced" to the person I have become.
I think that this entire experience has made me a better person. It has given me insight to a whole host of previously close-minded thoughts. It has shaken me to my core and brought my strengths and weaknesses exploding to the surface of my reality. It has given me confidence to bare my skin, and my soul, to others. It has made me ever so grateful for all the riches of life I have. It has opened my eyes to the meaning of unconditional love.
As I look back on my life, I can say I have done great things. I have traveled down miles of trails on horseback while enjoying the beauty in this world and laughing with amazing friends and family. I have rescued countless animals. I have raised a wonderful son. I have been successful in all that I have done. And no, I do not measure success in bank accounts or extravagant homes or brand new cars or land holdings. I measure it in love, in joyful memories, in honesty and humility. What others may call a failure in my life, I call a lesson.
If I have learned anything from these so-called failures, it has been a success. And if you scoff and think to yourself, ha, what a crock - I urge you to re-examine your own life and what you hold important. Any day, you could be told that you will never heal, and life as you know it could be gone, forever, not temporarily on hold, but FOR. EVER.
I hope and pray that day never comes, but if it does or if it already has, my wish is that you draw strength from knowing you are not alone. You are still valuable as a human. You are still worthy of love. You can still move mountains. You are strong, to face every unknown day, hour, minute with courage and faith that others may never know. It doesn't matter what the rest of the world tells you. You only have one life, live it, love it, make the best of your inabilities, disabilities, and capabilities. Your joy does matter, it matters to you, and you are important. You never know whose life you will touch by being strong enough to say - I AM strong, I AM doing my best, and I AM successful on my OWN terms.
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