Quality Of Life

What defines quality of life?

Society would tell us

It’s a combination of good health, secure economic and housing status, family and friends and recreational activities

Reading over the aforementioned characteristics

It doesn’t seem like achieving a decent quality of life would be difficult

But all of that changes when you have a chronic illness

Especially one like MS

It doesn’t usually happen over night or in the blink of an eye

But over time

An MSer’s quality of life deteriorates or at the very least changes dramatically

Comparing myself to those qualities of a good

I can’t help but think I’m a little doomed

I don’t have good health

My economic security is interconnected to my chronic illness and changed greatly in the last few years

I’m lucky that I’m secure in my housing

My recreational activities have become limited

Friends and family especially during these trying times

Are not very accessible

And in the spirit of

transparency

I was never a very dependable friend

So these days

I can’t say I expect much from people

Anyway both family and friends come with their own sets of challenges

I recently had to take Gabapentin for a sensory pain I was having

The pain reduced probably by more than half

But my quality of life suffered

I felt lethargic and down

I didn’t complete any art for several days

I was pretty much restricted to my couch

So I was faced with the dilemma in making a choice between quality of life and pain management

I kept thinking

What’s the point of living if it consists of being like a zombie?

Granted I’d be a zombie in less pain

But a zombie nonetheless

I guess

In the end

I’d rather experience pain

And live

And doesn’t that just perfectly sum up my life?

Just another uninspiring sick person

This is how I look when I’ve been waiting a week for the MS CLINIC to call me back after reporting a new symptom. I’m not surprised but I’m disappointed. Of course I want to live in a world where MS doesn’t exist but im not a dreamer so what I actually want is to live in a world where people with all types of illnesses can get the help they need. Especially when they reach out. Twice. It’s hard not to feel abandoned and isolated when literally no one can offer you help. Yes I know be strong, keep fighting and all those other phrases meant to motivate…but sometimes I want to lay my sword and shield down and just be a scared vulnerable person who sometimes just needs some help. This is what it’s like having MS in Canada, the country with one of the highest rates of MS. -rant over

Fuck MS

‘Life is a a journey I don’t have a map for’

MS symptoms are weird and scary and often come at the worst times

My initial symptom was optic neuritis which is an inflamed optic nerve and caused pain and blurriness

Along the road

I guess I’ve been fortunate that my mobility hasn’t really been affected

I don’t know if sciatic pain is associated with MS but that’s affected my mobility the most

Fatigue has been a constant

It’s not your regular tired after a long day at work

It’s more like a body draining exhaustion

Like you ran a really long marathon

But all you did was shower

And no amount of rest makes you feel less tired

I get a lot of headaches which no one has been able to explain the root of

But they happen often and last for long periods of time

I also have a lot of neck pain which radiates upwards into my skull

I’ve had numbness come and go throughout the years

Sometimes it just happens

One time I was going down the stairs at my old house

And my feet just stopped working

It’s like they weren’t even there

I fell down the stairs

That was a surreal feeling

The heat has long been a problem for me

Like the perfect weather for a relapse

And if you throw some stress into the mix

It becomes the perfect storm

I’ve had some burning mouth symptoms and itchiness that have both come and gone

More recently

I’ve had some pain on one side of my face that I was unsure of

But no real direction was provided to me

And a new one is this weird burning in my upper arm area

It is so severe that I made my partner examine me for any outward injuries

Of course there were none

It doesn’t feel like a sore muscle

It literally feels like I had burned myself with a hot pain and every time something rubs against it

It just exacerbates the burning pain along my arm

MS is often a lonely isolating struggle

Your family doctor doesn’t really know much about it

And the neurologist doesn’t really care about your day to day symptoms

So where do you turn?

It’s really easy to feel lost in the disease

It’s like someone has blinded folded me and dropped me off in the middle of nowhere

I don’t have any travel companions or anyone to help navigate

Now I’m somewhere in the middle of this weird nowhere land with MS

And I would just like a fucking map

That’s all

Pity party of one

I’m sick of my body being so broken

The nurse just left

I’m laying down with an ice pack on my hand

She got the vein in my hand but push inreally deep

The veins were rolling

The blood was oozing out so slowly

I could feel myself becoming nauseous

I felt weaker as she took an extra vial bc she wasn’t sure there had been enough blood before

I don’t get it

It’s not a lot blood

But I feel drained

Completely

I’ve been doing this for so long

I hate how it’s not easier

My hand hurts

No

The inside of my hand hurts

The vein

That I shouldn’t be able to feel

I hate how wrong that feels

I hate that I felt the need to apologize to her because of my shitty veins

I hate that it feels so unfair

I hate how things seemed to have piled up after the MS diagnosis

I hate that I still have to this for at least another 3 years

I hate that I did the Lemtrada treatment

I hate that I got ITP as a result

Most of all

I hate that I’m crying about it now