Dusting Off Blog in Time for CMT Awareness Month

Hello there! So I am finally dusting off my blog and cleaning the spiderwebs after a 3-month summer hiatus. It's not that I completely forgot about the blog, in fact, I had tons of ideas, but summertime got the best of me and I just never seemed to find the time to put them down on paper, I mean, web.

I am so thrilled that we are celebrating another CMT Awareness Month and I am hoping to do a bit more than I did last year, when I was at my all-time worst. I plan to dedicate another entry to awareness month and do more of an update on this one.

It's been a summer of ups, downs, discovering what works for me and what doesn't. The medication really did help me quite a bit but I finally realized the importance of another piece of my puzzle. The medication alone cannot do it, I need to take the right meds alongside consistent physical therapy. I have never felt more energized or stronger, like I was finally taking charge of my health and not allowing CMT to put me down as it wished. With the help of physical therapy and pool therapy, I finally felt like I had some control over my body.

I started everything slowly and built up my exercises on a weekly basis. Some weeks we didn't get it right and overdid them unintentionally, which would set me back a few days. I started working out my arms too, in hopes that I could make them stronger and get there before CMT got to them. It was empowering for me, as I watched muscles develop in areas of my body where there was only flab before. At the peak of feeling well, we had our wedding reception and I was able to dance the night away, a feat I hadn't been able to do in years. In the midst of feeling so well, I started to sell items on eBay in the hopes of making some extra cash easily from my home. It's been fun and exciting to sell items online and feel like I could contribute financially, however small the help was.

Physical therapy can be a bit annoying to do, almost feels like homework that you wanna skip, and I have gotten to the point that I was honestly looking forward to my appointments. Then, my insurance company butted in and tried making things difficult for me. Since I was feeling so good and my pain level had decreased, they no longer felt it was necessary for me to continue. I had no words !!! I just couldn't believe what I was reading. Didn't they understand I only felt so good because of all the work I was putting in and that soon, I'd go back to normal? I tried getting a new prescription, had several discussions with the insurance company and therapy place and only got an additional 4 visits. In the meantime, my pain escalated again to much higher numbers than in the past few months, I lost the muscle mass I'd built and my energy level dropped. Not to mention that when I went back for those 4 appointments, I was no longer able to do as much or as many repetitions. CMT seems to play a funny trick on your body - it takes you so long to build up and yet, it takes no time at all to lose the time and work you put it.

My therapist has submitted a new request for approval and included a letter from my neurologist. Now I am just anxiously waiting for the results. I know I can do some of the exercises from home, but it's hard to get motivated and stay disciplined during that entire hour, while trying to ignore my cell, the TV, Facebook, eBay....etc. If they do not approve my next request, I am going to look into an out-of-pocket maintenance program because I have finally realized that I MUST keep up my workouts, however light and simple, for my own well-being and to keep the CMT-bugs away.

I have heard from others that this is not so uncommon. The insurance companies will pay to help you get better but not pay to keep you better. Maintenance is not something they want to be responsible for, which can be infuriating for a CMT patient. Since our dear condition does not have a cure or treatment, therapy seems to be the best way to slow the progression. Thankfully, I am fortunate enough that I can afford to do a maintenance program, but what about those who cannot?

Video of Our 1st CMT Support Group Speaker

WOW...how fancy are we getting!!!! We just had our 2nd support group meeting last week and one of our members volunteered to record the lecture and post it online for everyone to see who may have missed the meeting.

This is Dr. Daniel DiCapua, Assistant Professor of Neurology at Yale School of Medicine providing an overview of Charcot-Marie-Tooth disease. I had my first appointment with him earlier this year and found him to be extremely knowledgeable and really great to explain and discuss CMT with. I am so happy that he agreed to come in to be our first presenter. To view the video, please click HERE.

CMT Support Group Meeting in CT

I think I might have failed to write about the FIRST support group meeting we had two months ago...probably because I had way too much going on (aka leaving my job) and was a bit of an emotional mess...is anybody surprised by this fact anymore?

To make a long story short, I have participated in many support group meetings in NYC and was really missing the opportunity to sit and chat with people who really understand what I go through on a daily basis. I looked it up and found out there was no group in CT and after talking to one of my CMT Cyber Buddies Melissa, who just started her own support group in Utah, she suggested I contact Jeana at the CMTA. I called Jeana about the possibility of starting a group here in CT and she had great news for me. Someone had beat me to the punch and just gone through the entire process and the first meeting was at the end of March.

Lynne - group coordinator - is fabulous! I am so glad she took the initiative to get our group together. We had a great turnout at the first meeting and it was wonderful to meet so many people who lived nearby who were going through the same thing.

I suggested using my new neurologist from Yale, Dr. Dicapua, as a speaker for one of our meetings. He came to our second meeting, which took place tonight, and did a great job...went through the basics about CMT and answered our many questions. This time it was nice to recognize everyone and see how everyone has been...we're starting to get comfortable with one another and caring about the well-being of the group. So many people came up to me after the meeting to see how I've been and I thought that was really sweet.

Our next meeting will be in July and my friend who was coming over to help me with yoga will be our speaker. Everyone loved the idea! She is already familiar with CMT and will be able to cater to our needs...I am so happy to be a part of a group again and to know that I'm expanding my CMT support group not only online, but locally as well.

Reality Check

Happy Holidays!!!!!!!!! I hope everyone has had a great holiday so far...we had a great Christmas Eve in NJ with my family and Christmas Day in CT with John's family....and in just a matter of 4 days (New Year's Eve), we will become Mr. and Mrs....WOOHOOOOOOOOOO!!!! I cannot wait!!!

In the meantime, I've been taking advantage of the last two weeks of my health insurance through my job to get everything free since I met my deductible in March/April...I'm sure CMT'ers can sympathize! I met with the new neurologist at Yale Medical Center and LOVED him!!!! He is just not a regular doctor, he's our age, he's hip and he knows EVERYTHING about CMT, so how could we not love him??? He talked at length about CMT and I explained my history and at the end of our discussion he thought I should give AFO's a try. I thought that I had averted the subject long enough but since I'm in a race to get "free" stuff with my insurance I scheduled an emergency appointment for last week and will be picking up my braces tomorrow. They will probably look like this picture...

What I find interesting is how God has been placing some people on my way so I can see that I really don't have it all that bad. While waiting to be called in at the orthotic store, I ran into a beautiful little girl who couldn't be more than 5 or 6 years old whose entire left leg was a prosthetic leg. And today while exercising away in physical therapy and feeling exhausted, there was a man in a wheelchair struggling just to be able to lift himself on and off the chair...and those were his exercises...while I was able to walk around doing mine....so really, next to these two scenarios, what do I have to complain about?

Sometimes a reality check is good to give you perspective of your situation and I think I needed just that! Feeling beyond grateful again...

The CMT Rollercoaster

I have continued to be M.I.A. from my blog because the last couple of months have been a struggle: physically and emotionally. I didn't really want to write a sob story or just complain so I thought it was best to stay away for a while.

Since I really crashed at the end of September, I have actually been struggling to get back to normal and can't seem to get there. I have been on this new work schedule for 2 months and I can't seem to feel less exhausted. We paused a lot of the home renovation projects so we could get some rest. I can't remember the last time I cooked a meal...unfortunately none of these things have helped much. It has been a slow recovery process and I've actually started to use my wheelchair on a regular basis when we go to any big stores like Home Depot or Bed Bath & Beyond. The pain reached an all-time high, which led to many crying/sobbing sessions, much time spent thinking about life and pondering "What is my future going to be like?" And as a person with a progressive degenerative neuropathy, it's NEVER good to go down that path.

We actually took a 2 week vacation in Brazil where my entire family was reunited for the first time in over 15 years. John and I were very excited to get away and get some much needed rest. The trip, like CMT, had many ups and downs. The absolute BEST thing about our vacation was that John proposed to me in front of my entire family. It was such an exciting moment and so special that we got to share it with my sisters and all the relatives there. I have been blessed with a wonderful family and a very supportive and loving man who will soon be my husband!!!!

The downside was that even though my CMT decided to take a break, I had a couple of different ailments that kept me in bed for most of the trip, sleeping all day and awake all night, and unable to spend quality time with family and siblings I hadn't seen in over 2 years!!!

I am so thankful for having a religion, for having faith, for believing in a higher power, but I definitely reached a point where I was just exhausted emotionally. Tired of bearing the brunt of the pain, wanting just a little break, desperate for some normalcy...and for the first time in my life I became depressed. I know many CMT patients struggle with depression because it's not easy dealing with non-stop chronic pain, but I had never experienced this myself. While I recognized what was going on with me, I couldn't get myself out of this "funk."

I think one of the main reasons I've been down is that now that we're getting married, we own our home, the next logical step is to have babies. I am so lost. I don't know what to do. I know that I want a family but I am scared. I'm scared about who's going to care for the baby when I am at my worst, I am scared about pregnancy, what if my symptoms get worse? And what if I pass on CMT to our baby? I know life will work itself out eventually but not knowing which way to go has been a bit upsetting for me. John is okay with whatever decision I make, he's happy as a two-some but he's so great with children that I want our child, I want to have a family, I want the child laughter in our home...but I watch all my "healthy" friends struggling with the craziness of being a parent, I wonder how I'll be able to do it with this tired body of mine... I know many of my CMT buddies have managed it and that's always positive reinforcement, but I still wonder...

To make a long story short, I think I'm slowly getting better but I am seeking help. John and I talked about many possible treatments and we decided that it would be best for me to go back to physical therapy, which will be starting tomorrow. I have also been stretching at home every night and I feel like it has made a difference for the better. I have NEVER been able to touch my toes and look at me now!!!!

 

I will also be starting yoga this weekend...a great friend from church has volunteered to come to my house and help design a program that will be helpful for me that won't be too tiring. She's going to teach me breathing techniques and exercises we can do sitting or laying down. I'm also in search of a new primary care physician so I can have a physical done and a new neurologist at the Yale Medical Center. Wish me luck!!!

Even though I have CMT to deal with, it seems that God sent a bunch of angels to watch over me...from friends who volunteer to help here and there, to a wonderful mom who comes over and fills our freezer with yummy food, to a wonderful fiance who knows what to say at the right time and helps me so much around the house, to fantastic dad who is there for us to help with whatever we need, to amazing sisters who are there to hear me out, to dish out advice and sometimes just be a shoulder to cry on (even if long distance).

I know I will find the strength to get back to normal...to be my happy self again with hopefully a little less pain. Life is full of happy moments and sad moments, to those with a medical condition or not. I am tired of being sad and of thinking too much. 

2011 has been an amazing year for us, but also a very difficult one for many reasons. I am really hoping that 2012 has a lot of exciting things in store for us.

Surgery...Almost!

Well, sometimes not everything goes as planned.

I was thankfully very calm as the surgery got closer. The only time I got somewhat nervous and I think it really hit me is when I spoke to the hospital and got my surgery time. I needed to be admitted by 9:30am and the operation was scheduled for 11am. Oh boy! It was really gonna happen. But that was the only moment of nervousness.

I even woke up the next day (March 17) not sure why my alarm went off so early...LMAOOO. We got up, I made sure to put away all my bottles of water and my lotions in preparation and to avoid the temptation. I took my cat shower (yuck...you shower with anti-bacterial soap and then they give you these wet cloths to "dry" yourself with but they make your body sticky so I felt like I just licked myself like a cat! LOL). My mom, John and I were so calm it felt like it was going to happen to somebody else. I think all the prayers and positive energy from family and friends helped sooo very much!

We got to the hospital early and started the process. I put on my surgical outfit and just waited to see Dr. F as promised because he knew I was in a lot of pain and he wanted to see me before we went in to try to figure it out. While we waited, we people watched.

Dr. F finally stopped by to see me and he was accompanied by Dr. G (surgeon who is retiring me and kinda "dumped" me)!!!!! I was so happy to see him there. He came to watch my surgery like he said he would. I thought that was really nice. Well, Dr. F was really really concerned about this new pain, he was worried that the pain would get much worse after surgery and then he would just feel guilty for putting me in that situation. He preferred calling it off since it's an elective procedure and doing it any other time, but trying to figure out what it is right now. He said the first step would be to take an MRI to see if it would be a spine problem, then to see the neurologist, Dr. K (I had already met him 5 years ago when I was first getting diagnosed).

I can't say that I was not disappointed. I was actually really disappointed because I am sooo ready to start this process and it was also a little frustrating because I was just at the hospital on Monday and we could have done all of that then. But I was glad to see he was being cautious and worried about my condition so I had to be happy about that.

Soo then starts our tour through the hospital lol....we saw so many people and went to so many floors. First, I had to get discharged, then we went to the MRI where I was told there would be a really long wait..as long as we were already there, I didn't want to leave and have to drive back into the city. Thankfully I didn't have to wait long because the lady in front of me gave up after 5 minutes because she panicked. I had never done an MRI before so I had no expectations, I was okay because I thought I could just go to sleep and it was supposed to be 45 minutes. Little did I know, they ask you NOT to sleep while you're in there because sometimes your body twitches involuntarily in your sleep and the technician told me I had to be in there for an hour and a half!!!!!! Holy kakamoley!!!!! The machine I was in was sooo tight that I started having a panic attack, it felt like I was being buried alive, I tried closing my eyes and taking deeper breaths and it wasn't working. So I decided to pray...pray to every guardian angel and saint I could think of...just ask for them to calm me down so I could go through with the test. And since I so strongly believe in the power of prayer, what do you know??? Not even 2 minutes later, I could feel myself calming down. At one point, my body jerked a little because I was falling asleep and I started praying all over again for them to calm me down but not that much! LOL that I still needed to stay awake so I started singing songs in my head. The most uncomfortable thing is that my right leg and foot started going numb which is very painful for me. My foot felt like a rock and started to twitch a bit, which was out of my control (I didn't take my meds that day because of the surgery). Thankfully I MADE IT! The whole hour and a half!!! I was actually really proud of myself...

Then we headed to the neurologist's office. Again they were fitting me in as an emergency so we waited a bit and then he came in. He was sooo good!!! He knew exactly what to do and what do you know??? All this pain I'm feeling IS a result of the injection I did last week. Not because of the steroids but because the nerve where they applied the injection is irritated. He touched the place on my hip and I immediately felt the exact same pain on my thigh. He's confident this is not a lasting problem and I should be okay within the week. He didn't give me any medicine to take but told me to put the lidocaine patch on it and it should get better. He thinks we should hold off on the surgery for about a week and I should be better by then. Thank GOD! Our last stop was to do a blood test to check to make sure the Vitamin B level in my blood is within a good limit otherwise it could impact how I feel in a negative way.

Today I called my surgeon's office and he's out of town at a conference and will be back on Monday. I guess I'll know more then. The pain is teensy tiny bit better today, it's been a little easier to walk and to stand up. John and I went and sat on Boulevard East because it was such a beautiful day and I just wanted to feel some sun on my skin.

Sometimes life has other plans for us and we have to roll with the punches. I've never been great with a change of plans but I've been so relaxed that I really feel okay about this one. I know it will happen when the time is right.