Remember, Remember, the 5th of November…

Fireworks are awesome!

This year I had to watch them from my bed, as I was too ill to go out. It was too cloudy to see the ones from the official display (about a mile away) but someone set some off locally so I got to see those ones. They were pretty ๐Ÿ™‚

My sleeping pattern is completely messed up. Woke up about 4.30pm today- it was already dark outside. I’m trying not to worry about it, as it’s probably just because I have a cold and things.

I was featured in TWIM this week ๐Ÿ™‚ I never thought I would be, as my blog isn’t really about mental health issues (more autism and M.E.), but I’m happy anyway.ย 

Johan’s killed his graphics card by keeping the side off his computer. I told him to put it on because of the noise, but no- he knows better. It was completely clogged full of dust, and even cleaning it out it seems to be permenently damaged. I spent ยฃ159 on a new one for him, which is part of his Christmas and birthday present.

Still not really able to get out of bed, though I did try sitting on my computer for a bit. Feel terrible for doing so- can hardly control my arms and hands right now, which is making typing this difficult. Evenings are always my best time though.

I really need a bath, as I’ve not had one since last Sunday. My hair is probably a complete mess, as that’s not been touched for days, though it is in a French plait which should help a bit. I have a tangle teezer that should make it easier to sort out.

Aim for tomorrow- to be well enough by 6pm to get a bath so I can get clean. I also want to wear my Diablo 3 t-shirt as it’s awesome and I love it.

Just a Short Post

I am ill. By that I mean that to type this I have the brightness on its lowest and I’m wearing sunglasses to try and tolerate the light. Even when doing nothing I feel horrendous, with massive amounts of pain, and any form or movement or stimulation makes me feel a lot worse. Johan clicking his mouse (with his quiet mouse) sounds like a gunshot to me.

Hopefully I will be doing a bit better soon, so long as I keep taking my meds and get plenty of rest. In the meantine, I want to kill whoever it was that gave me this cold.

Edit: I thought I’d uploaded this post on the 4th, but obviously not. I’ve reset the date to make sure it’s in the right order.

Being Ill Sucks

Went to sleep about 1am this morning, and woke up about 1pm. So that’s another 12 hours sleep. My alarms did go off, but I was too tired to wake up beyond just turning them off.

I have a cold. I’m not sure how I got it, as Johan doesn’t have one, but it’s possible one of the carers gave me it. My body is hating me because of it- I tried and failed to go on my computer, nearly fell of the toilet (lovely Icelandic carer told me off for even attempting to go into the bathroom while this ill) and then did fall off the commode as I tried to get on it by myself. My body is very floppy, and my legs just won’t hold me up. I’m also very dizzy, so it feels like I’m on a boat while lying in bed. Of course I also have the normal cold symptoms of a blocked nose, sneezing, a sore throat, and a high temperature, though ibuprofen is helping with that.

I have a doctors appointment next Thursday, to discuss transport to hospital and something for the muscle problems. I’m hoping I’ll be well enough to get there, as the way I’m feeling now I won’t be able to. I don’t want to have to ask for home visits, as I know much time it takes out of a busy doctor’s day, but at the same time if I get much worse I won’t have any choice ๐Ÿ™

I’m trying to remain positive, and remind myself that there are those who have M.E. who are doing worse than I am, but it’s hard when I’m in a lot of pain and I can’t even sit up in bed without the world spinning. Last night I got to watch Frozen Planet though, which meant I got to see lots of penguins ๐Ÿ˜€ That made me happy.

On NaBloPoMo, M.E. and Generic Stuff

Yesterday’s post was important, as not only was it the first day of NaBloPoMo but it was Autistics Speaking Day, so I got to talk about how autism affects me. Lots of people read it, and some even commented, so thank you very much.

Today I wanted to blog about M.E., sorta the same post as yesterday only relating to how M.E. affects me. Unfortunately, I’m too ill to do that today, so it’s been postponed until I’m feeling better. Even though my computer is now very close to my bed, I’m not well enough to go on it again today, and shouldn’t have earlier as I’ve made myself worse. Silly Danni.

I have mostly sorted out my sleeping pattern. Kept pushing back my bedtime, and last night it was 7pm. I then slept for 17 hours, but I think that was mostly because I’m more ill today- I’ve been overdoing the sitting up the last few days. My body has lovely ways to remind me that I’m ill, which includes massive amounts of pain that the tramadol is only slightly helping, double vision which is making typing this rather interesting, exhaustion that means even turning over in bed feels like too much effort, dizziness to the point where I feel like I’m on a boat when I’m just lying in bed, and increased light sensitivity which means I’ve had to ask Johan to turn the main light off.

All of those could be worse though- and have been. Although today is a bad day, it’s nowhere near a very bad day. Okay, it sucked not being able to have a bath as I can’t even get into the bathroom, and I can’t go on my proper computer, but I’m well enough to tolerate the light on my tablet with the brightness turned down to low, I can eat a bit so long as it’s finger food, I can type this and I can watch the lights on my colour changing candles.

Today I got my appointments through about getting my bad teeth removed. The pre-admission assessment is in about a fortnight, then the actual removal is in a month. I’m getting it done under a general anaesthetic as the sedation didn’t work earlier this year. I’m mostly worried about how I’m going to get there, so I’m going to see my GP (hopefully on a better day than today) to ask him what would be best. I also need to ask him if there’s anything I can take for the muscle spasms, as they were what caused my sleeping pattern to be so messed up when they kept me awake for about 10 hours after I was intending to sleep. I’m also a bit frightened of hurting myself when they launch me off the bed. My legs are already covered in bruises, and I don’t exactly need to add to them.

I need to rest now, so will leave it there. I’ll be blogging again tomorrow, and every other day this month, so long as I’m conscious at least part of the day ๐Ÿ™‚

Autistics Speaking Day: How Autism Affects Me Now

It’s the 1st November, which means it’s Autistics Speaking Day again. This started last year as a response to Communication Shutdown, which luckily isn’t being repeated again. My post from last year is here, and the website is here.

I was diagnosed with Asperger’s Syndrome when I was 21. Since then I’ve learnt lots of ways to deal with some of the more difficult parts of it, mostly thanks to Interface (the autism unit at South Tyneside College). This doesn’t mean I’m “cured”, though. I was born autistic, and will be so the rest of my life. I still have a lot of difficulties, and the M.E. also makes it worse. Here’s how it still affects me.

Over-sensitivityย to noise, light, smell and touch.

That’s all the senses except taste, where I may be over-sensitive a bit (I can’t cope with spicy foods, and much prefer plain foods) but it’s a lot easier to control. My reactions to these are a bit less extreme than they were, but it’s an area where M.E. makes things worse. I normally wear sunglasses when I’m outdoors, I have ear defenders to wear when it’s noisy (which I often have to wear if I go out in public because of the noise of traffic, people and things) and sometimes listen to music to drown out other noises (often with the ear defenders). M.E. in itself causes over-sensitivity, so for me it just means everything feels a hundred times worse when I’m having a bad day. On those bad days, I lie in bed with an eye mask and ear defenders on (because the normal noises around me and all light is too much) and no-one can touch me as even my pyjamas and bedclothes feel like torture. As for touch, I do not like people touching me, but as I’m unable to do things for myself I have to allow it. I am getting better at coping with it when it’s not a bad day, and even let a stranger put make-up on my face a while ago. I also can’t cope with strong smells as they make me feel like I can’t breathe, and some of them make me vomit.

Problems with communication.

Communicating with people uses a lot of energy. It takes energy to listen to people, process what they’re saying, and then respond in a way that they can understand. This is another area that M.E. makes more difficult, as I can no longer just throw more energy into communicating. I am verbal most of the time, but I have more times of being non-verbal than I used to, since I became more ill. I become non-verbal when I’m overwhelmed. With autism it’s from sensory overload, and the M.E. causes it when I’m overloaded because of pain. This can cause problems- when I was in a care home earlier this year I was unable to answer open questions, became non-verbal and wasn’t able to communicate that I needed a drink or the toilet so went without for 19 hours. We have similar problems with the home carers (especially since Johan has the same problem answering open questions) but most at least some of the carers are learning to work around it.

I’m also unable to use the telephone as I struggle to hear what the other person is saying without being able to lip read, have to respond almost instantaneously, and it makes me very anxious. A lot of places still don’t allow communication by email, so I’m reliant on my husband to phone for me. My favourite so far is the National Autistic Society phoning me twice (once on my landline, once on my mobile) and insisting on talking to me. When my husband told them I couldn’t talk on the phone, they asked why, then one of them didn’t understand when my husband said it was due to my autism. They said they were going to write to me about what it was, but so far I’ve not received anything, and it was at least a month ago.

Meltdowns and shutdowns.

This is hard for me to talk about, as I don’t really want other people to know what I’m like at my worst, but since they’ve been happening more than normal recently I should probably mention them. A meltdown is similar to a panic attack in appearance (I also experience panic attacks) but it’s not the same inside. With a meltdown I lose complete control. I say my brain explodes, as that’s how it feels. I’m so overwhelmed by all sensory input, all my internal feelings, all emotions that I just can’t cope. I may scream, may hit, bite or scratch myself (I keep my nails short after scarring myself during a meltdown), and there’s nothing anyone can do to stop it other than wait it out. Unlike a panic attack, I don’t have enough control to end it as I can’t think at all, it’s just a massive amount of badness in my brain. Afterwards I’m completely exhausted, and need to sleep (this was true even before the M.E.). They used to be very rare, happening at most once a year, but they’ve happened a few times this year because of issues with carers and things.

A shutdown has the same brain explodiness, but instead of it being expressed outwards I just stop doing anything. I don’t move, don’t respond to anything, can’t hear, can’t think. I will remain in the same position for however long it lasts, which can be hours. Again, it’s exhausting and I’ll need to sleep when it’s over.

Anxiety and panic attacks.

Anxiety is common in autistic people, and I’m no exception. I do not like change, and though I don’t need a set routine as such, if there is a timetable then I don’t deal well with it being changed. I also become anxious if there’s too much sensory input, as my brain can’t process it properly. An interesting cause of anxiety is related to the dislike of change- I can’t cope if my carers arrive early (though can if they come late). This is because I have to mentally prepare for them invading my personal space, expecting me to communicate with them and possibly touching me. This takes time, so if they come early I’m not prepared and panic. I also panic if my anxiety builds up and I can’t get rid of it, or if there’s a sudden loud noise or someone touches me unexpectedly (especially if already anxious). When I panic I can normally calm myself down pretty quickly if the trigger is removed, but it is very tiring. If people talk to me, touch me or tell me to breathe (for some reason, trying to control my breathing causes me to become very anxious and panicky) then it will last longer. I used to rock, pace or flap to reduce my anxiety, but my M.E. means they’re no longer an option. Most of the normal suggestions (breathing, relaxation exercises, and things) don’t work or make things worse, but distraction sometimes work so I may listen to music (which also has the advantage of blocking out noise).

Lack of body awareness.

This one didn’t used to be a big problem, but since I became ill it’s more of an issue. Most of the time, I have no real awareness of my body. This means I’m not sure where it is in space, what it’s doing, and how it’s feeling. The reason this is a problem is because often I’m in pain (M.E. causes muscle and joint pain, headaches, sore throat and other pain issues) but I’m not aware of it, or if I’m aware of it I can’t tell where it is. I get asked a lot by doctors where the pain is, and it can take a long time for me to figure this out, if I ever do. The doctors don’t really understand how someone can be in pain, but not aware of it or where it is. Luckily for me, Johan is pretty good at telling me when I’m in pain (I tend to get crabby with him) so I can take painkillers.

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There are probably other areas where autism affects me, but brain fog means I can’t think of them right now. You may notice that social interaction isn’t there. That’s because it’s not a problem for me at the moment, as I’m pretty much housebound so the only people I really interact with in person (other than my husband Johan) now are doctors and carers, and I have scripts to deal with those situations. Johan understands me very well- he knows if I can’t speak I will type and use gestures to communicate, knows what to do if I’m panicky, in pain, overwhelmed and things. He also has some of the same issues I do, and is currently being assessed for autism.

There are many positives to being autistic, and I wouldn’t want to not be, as it’s a part of who I am. But just because I am able to type well, speak (most of the time) and before getting M.E. able to live pretty independently it doesn’t mean I don’t have my problems due to it, and I still need help to deal with them. I’m getting there though ๐Ÿ™‚