Grumpy Grumpypants

This morning I was woken up by a firework going off around 8am. I wasn’t happy, and I’ve been a bit grumpy all day.

Yesterday I read an ebook, which was good. Independent Study by Joelle Charbonneau, which is the second book in The Testing trilogy. I enjoyed it, though it wasn’t quite as good as the first book. It took me all day, but I’m freshly happy to have managed it at all.

I’m still waiting for the payback from the hospital appointment. If I’m still about the same tomorrow, I think I’ll have gotten away with it, which would be awesome. Unfortunately waking up after not enough sleep and this stupid cold meant I’ve not been able to go on my computer today (I wasn’t well enough the few days before my appointment either). I need to do a food shop so I hope I can get on it soon as it’s much easier on there than my tablet.

Johan got an iPhone 6 and so gave me his Sony Xperia Z1 as I wanted a 4G phone for unlimited tethering (that contract isn’t available anymore so I didn’t want to change it to get a new phone). I like it and I can manage non-typing things on it pretty well. Typing is hard but doable as it has a larger screen than my old iPhone 4S (which I have to Johan for his other sim so he’s now using Apple products most of the time). I do like how fast the Z1 is compared to my Nexus 10, but that might be because I’m not running tons of junk on it yet πŸ˜›

The battery life of my Nexus 10 is noticeably deteriorating, and even with the magnetic charger it goes down as I’m using it (it used to go up), and I almost always have it on the lowest brightness setting. Once Christmas is over I might have to look into a new tablet, but I’m not sure what one I’ll get yet. I was thinking about getting an iPad as some of the apps are better, but I’m pretty invested in Android at this point and I like being able to customise it. The Nexus 9 is a possibility, but I’m not sure if losing the inch of screen size will make it harder to use (as a 7 inch was too small). I’ll have to see what’s available after Christmas.

Today I’ve not done much really. Talked a bit to Johan, then to Esther (friend/flatmate) when Johan went to Nando’s. That was really nice, and I’m glad I was able to do so. I had a wrap for breakfast (Johan bought it for me in Tesco yesterday) and risotto for tea, and my digestive system has hated me for both. They were both nommy though and all food triggers my digestive system so I might as well eat what I like. I’m very grateful for cyclizine even if it does sedate me πŸ˜›

I was wanting to write something for Autistics Speaking Day today (even though it was yesterday) but that requires more brainpower than this type of brain dump post so I’ll have to skip it this year. I’m hoping to be able to read the other blog posts written for it soon.

If all goes well I’ll have a nice long sleep tonight and I’ll be less of a grumpy grumpypants tomorrow πŸ™‚

I Made It!

I actually made it to the hospital on Thursday morning. Though the ambulance was a bit late getting here it got me to the hospital and I was able to see my consultant.

It went pretty well. Travelling by stretcher meant I was able to process what was being said and with the help of my notes remembered to mention nearly everything I wanted (I missed a couple of things but they weren’t too important).
He wants me to have a tilt table test cos of my heart being silly and racing when I sit up. I need to speak to the people who do the tilt table tests to make sure it won’t make me loads worse, but I’m hoping it’ll give me an answer to a little bit of what’s going on. It’s Saturday now and I’m not experiencing any payback yet from the journey (I’m not doing great either but I’m about the same as I was before I went- silly cold) so I’m hoping that means I’m tolerating movement better. I’ll know better if I’m getting payback over the next few days.

I’m sad because it was half term this week and because of this stupid cold I’ve not been well enough to go on my computer and talk to Sammie. I managed a short time on there at the beginning of the week but it was during the early hours of the morning so she wasn’t on, and I haven’t been well enough since. I’m hoping if I’m not getting payback to try tomorrow, but if not I’ll figure something out. I also didn’t get the Headless Horseman mount in WoW again this year but since I missed most of the holiday I can’t complain too much.

I wore my penguin onesie for a short while yesterday for Halloween. Had to take it off when I overheated (which coincided with hunger making me shaky so I felt pretty rotten) but I’m happy to have worn it for a little bit. We had two calls from trick or treaters but Johan was too scared to answer the door to them and though our friend/flatmate was willing to for the second lot they’d gone before she got to the door. That’s one more than last year and two more than the year before so I’m fully expecting there to be three next year

My Body’s Crap- Can I Have A New One Please?

Asked Johan what I should blog about as wanting to blog, he came up with the title πŸ˜›

Being this up and down is frustrating. Johan thinks it’s because of my cold. He’s probably right. Although ME is a fluctuating illness, I’m not used to it fluctuating so much in so short a time span. I’m going from being able to play WoW on my computer to curled up in a ball hoping my body will behave or vice versa within a couple of hours, rather than the usual few days. The computer playing isn’t even the cause as there are days I’m waking up in agony and struggling to cope with anything then a few hours later I’m doing much better and can go on my computer. It’s visible to Johan and the carers as well. I don’t go on my computer every time I feel up to it but it’s an amazing distraction and is much easier to pay bills, do the food shop and stuff on there so I’m glad I can do it some of the time at least.

The main downside of this is my nausea is worse than usual. I’m having to take cyclizine more often, and that makes me dopey, and often needing to sleep. With taking it nearly everyday (and sometimes twice a day) I have no sleeping pattern at the moment, which is difficult for Johan and planning things. I wanted a wash this morning but by the time the carer arrived I was feeling very sick and in too much pain to be touched so I’ll have to wait until I’m up to it. I was doing okay (and on my computer) before that as well.

Next week I have an appointment with my consultant. Johan made all the phone calls needed yesterday so hopefully it will actually happen this time. Stretcher transport has been booked, and they’ve been informed it’s time critical and it’s been rearranged twice because of them. The clinic at the hospital know I’m coming by stretcher, are arranging a clinical room to wait in (as stretchers can’t fit in the waiting room – fine by me) and they’ll transfer me onto a bed in there, where my consultant will see me. Hopefully it’ll all go to plan, though the appointment is at 9.15am which is going to be fun. We’ve not been given a time to be ready by so I’m going to aim for 8am, with as much stuff prepared beforehand as possible.

I’ve got to think of what things are most important to discuss with my consultant. Muscle spasms are the big one, as my GPs haven’t wanted to treat it without the consultant having input. My inability to digest food in a timely manner is probably important too, as is discovering I’m more hypermobile than I thought. I’m expecting there’s not much he can do, but he’s pretty good at figuring out what’s ME and what is something else and he might have some ideas that will help. If he had any ideas to make my hands less useless I’d be so happy, but that’s probably asking too much.

I’m desperate for a shower or bath. Bed baths just don’t make me feel clean, especially since the carers don’t wash me how I want to be and I’m not well enough to go explaining it. One of Johan’s difficulties right now is he can’t print or scan anything, so even though I’ve got it typed up they can’t read it. I’m also not well enough to have my hair washed and body washed on the same day, which doesn’t help. I’m also really wanting my hair shaved off again as it’s too long, itchy and making my scalp really sore but that’s not likely to happen any time soon.

I feel like this post has been really negative. I’m still mostly happy, and I have penguins. They make everything better πŸ™‚

Where Did September Go?

Bullet point update post for future reference!

  • I’ve been very up and down, mostly down.
  • Had urine infection. Antibiotics seemed to clear it up. Still have kidney pain, but that’s been going on a while now and I don’t think it’s infection.
  • Johan got PIP! No mobility, but did get enhanced care. We technically could ask for a reconsideration for mobility (he meets the criteria) but we’ve decided that it would be too much, since Johan struggled just with the application. It took about 13 months from the initial phone call to him getting the decision letter.
  • I finally saved enough money for project build Sammie a computer. I picked the parts (with help from Reddit) and Johan built it. I set most of the software up, and Johan finished it since I’d overdone it. Whoops. Johan lent me a bit of money so we could upgrade it a bit, so Sammie now has a better computer than me.
  • Sammie came to pick up the computer with her grandparents and that made me very happy. She loves her new computer, which made it worth it for me. It’s her main Christmas/birthday present (I don’t normally do joint presents but this was a very big one) but she had it early so we could play games together when I’m well enough.
  • Sorting computer and things meant I had payback. Was expected and didn’t last too long luckily. I’ve been sleeping a lot.
  • I’m due my smear test again soon. My GP is going to ask for it to be done at home.
  • I’ve been referred back to gynaecology to sort out my coil (it was meant to be changed nearly 5 years ago). For some reason instead of giving me an appointment in the hospital five minutes away, they gave me one at a clinic near the MetroCentre. That clinic can’t see people who need stretcher transport, so it’s having to be rearranged back at the local hospital. If the original appointment had been there, I’d have been sorted last year as I could still manage my wheelchair then.
  • I should be seeing my consultant at the end of the month. They’ve changed the afternoon appointment for a early morning one, which is going to be fun. This time we’re insisting the appointment is time sensitive, and also contacting the clinic to make sure they understand I can’t get there before the ambulance can get me there. They’ve told my GP they’ll see me that day anyway, so hopefully it’ll happen.
  • The last few days have been a bit bleh. On Thursday I woke up as I couldn’t open my jaw as when I tried there was horrendous pain going up the side of my face. After getting heat on it, I managed to open it where it made a massive clunk. Since then the right side of my face has been very sore. Not something I want to repeat.
  • Yesterday the neighbours woke me up arguing. I felt terrible and ended up needing cyclizine so fell asleep again until last night. My sleeping pattern is now completely broken, instead of just mostly.
  • We have an awesome friend staying for a bit until she can get sorted out. More forms and stuff to inform the relevant people, but at least we’ll get out of paying the bedroom tax πŸ˜› I think she’s on the sofa until I buy the daybed for the living room, as despite what the government claims we don’t have a spare bedroom.
  • Johan bought me a new telly for Christmas! Because my vision is getting worse (I suspect muscle weakness from ME) I was struggling to see the subtitles on the 32″ we have, so he bought me a 50″ one. I can read the subtitlesΒ and see what’s going on now, so I’m very happy. He’s planning on going to Sweden next year.

I still feel like it’s August, but my tablet tells me it’s October. Being ill messes up my sense of time. Last time I saw my tree (I now have a blackout sheet covering my window) the leaves were turning red and there were lots of berries. Some day I’ll find out what type of tree it is.

My Body, The Troll

That week when I last blogged? I’d done too much. My body has come up with a new form of payback and I’m not impressed. On top of the normal increase in symptoms, it’s added a high (39-41C) temperature and vomiting to its repertoire.

The first week it happened (starting the day after I last blogged) we didn’t know what it was, but since I couldn’t keep my meds down we got the GP out who diagnosed gastroenteritis. I was a bit confused since neither Johan or my carer had been ill, but went with it. He gave me buccal antiemetics so I could keep my meds and drinks down, and after a week my temperature went back to normal.

The week after that our lovely neighbours decided to play music so that everything was shaking in our flat, including my bed. Despite still being weak from the payback, Johan got me into my wheelchair to find the quietest part of the flat, which ended up being the hallway. The suspension on my chair also absorbed the vibrations, which was good.

Unfortunately the combination of being out of bed and the music caused more payback. Knowing more what we were dealing with now, I went into rest mode and we kept me dosed up with antiemetics and ibuprofen to keep my temperature down. It only lasted 5 days that time but I was even weaker afterwards.

I was just getting over that when I was woken up by loud music playing. It was nowhere near the level of last time, but I had sleep paralysis for a while so couldn’t get my ear defenders on. Once I could move I put them on, but the damage had been done and I had another load of payback. Possibly because the event triggering it wasn’t so bad this one was shorter, lasting just a few days. It still sucked though, and I missed Doctor Who.

I’m now feeling weak but better than when in those payback episodes. I’m hoping to be well enough to watch Doctor Who soon. I have been watching The Great British Bake Off (less thinky than Doctor Who) and enjoying that. My sleep is all over the place and I’m needing a lot more of it than is even usual for me, but after what my body has been through I’m letting it do what it wants.

Other than that I grumbled to the CFS team when they visited, my DLA renewal form has come through (I’m glad it’s not a PIP one), and played far too much of the Kim Kardashian Hollywood game (which I’m finding a lot of fun, even though I don’t like Kim Kardashian).

My normal carer is off so I’ve been having to deal with a lot of new carers. Some have been good and understanding, some less so. I’ve been trying to be awake for at least one care call a day, but even that is hard sometimes. Johan has had to deal with the carers when I’m asleep which hasn’t been good for him, but until we can find a solution to a fixed time call when my sleep is variable (for both autistic and ME reasons) I don’t know of a solution.

Johan has had his PIP assessment. I really wanted to be with him at the time but after the payback I was getting I knew it was impossible. I gave Johan a note to help the assessor communicate with him if he got anxious (luckily it wasn’t needed, but it’s gone in as evidence now) and he said it went about as well as it could have. He’s now checking the post every day in the hope of a brown envelope telling him if he’s been awarded it or not, but they’ve all been for me so far.

I’m a bit fed up of being ill now. It’s been 5 years since I got swine flu, which triggered my ME. The new payback hasn’t helped. I’ll be asking to see my usual GP next week or so to check the temperature isn’t due to an infection or something, and to ask a few questions about other symptoms. I just want to get better, or at least stop getting worse. I’ll get there, but it’s looking a long way away right now.