Re-Testing Peripheral Neuropathy Monday

I see the MDS specialist the first week of April, so it seemed like a good idea to ask for a Neuropathy test before I see him. When I first saw my Neurologist, it was at the suggestion of my Orthopedist, who had concluded that my super labored walking was not caused by lumbar disk pressure.

He sent me to Lakeshore to have the Nerve Conduction Velocity Test, which uses patches like those they stick on the chest to check for heart problems. They pass an electric current and check to see how long it takes the message to register between the patches. It's uncomfortable at the time, but not really too bad. The other test is called Electromyography. That's the one where they poke electrodes the size of needles in your muscles, and it is supposed to show how well the muscles respond when the nerve is stimulated. That test is not at all comfortable. I actually had little pin prick size blood spots all over my legs when that one was over.

Anyway, the results showed definite Axonal Peripheral Neuropathy, mostly in my right leg. Because I was having trouble walking, and the test order came as a result of my Ortho dealing with my back and legs, he did not order the test to be done on my arms as well.

My Neuro was not at all happy that he did not have results for my arms as well as my legs, but he proceeded with the info he had, as my insurance would not likely have paid for a repeat test so soon.

So, I talked to his nurse a couple of days ago, and I'm scheduled to have the complete PN test battery Monday, at my "suggestion" - translate that as strong urging. This test is very uncomfortable, but it seems to me I need to get any tests done now, not wait and "waste" the visit with this very hard to see Head of Neurology at UAB.

I'm still experimenting with any variables I can think of. so, for the last four days I have not used the TAP dental device, which is to control my mild Sleep Apnea. The mouth tics started about the same time I started using the TAP, and I'm trying to be sure that this off and on again mouth twitching I've been doing is not being aggravated by the mouthpiece. Surprisingly, I'm still sleeping 7 or 8 hours a night, even without it. I think it did break me of the mouth breathing habit, which may be the cause of the relaxed jaw that was allowing my throat to close up during sleep.

I have noticed a definite correlation between the mouth twitches or tics and how stressed or tired I am. So they get worse as the day goes on. If I stop to think about them, I can stop them momentarily, but it's as if my mouth is determined to move, no matter what I do, and it soon starts back up again.

I figure I'll make sure Monday that there aren't any other tests I should have done, or repeat, before seeing Dr. Watts at UAB. I have to call his office to change my insurance information to show that Medicare is my Primary insurance now, as this is the month I turn 65. So I will talk to his nurse and see if they suggest any other tests. I have learned to be proactive in such situations. It amazes me that doctor's offices don't initiate this kind of pre-visit planning, but they don't.

By way of contrast, when we made an appointment with a financial counselor to help us with investing my inheritance, we received a huge packet of papers to fill out and a long list of documents to bring with us for our first meeting. That's the way it should be with doctors, in my opinion.

So, I will do what I can to document everything and have everything ready for this crucial visit. I can't even talk to someone about Long Term Care insurance, or anything insurance related, until I have a diagnosis. No insurance company in their right mind would take me on as a customer right now.

Tax Time is looming, and that's one thing I am dreading doing, but I can't put it off much longer. Oh, did you know that people who file an extension will NOT receive this stimulus package $300 thingy they all keep talking about? I have always filed on time, but I know some people habitually delay it, and might need to know that.

I continue to work to get our inventory of plush lovies online, and we have managed to help several families get replacements for lost toys lately, which is extremely satisfying. I'm also helping to beta test a new Mood community on Patients Like Me, and finding the charting of my own moods to be interesting.

I may be twitching, but I am in a good mood today, and that's a great way to end this post.

Pinched Nerve in Neck is the Culprit

I went back to the Orthopedist yesterday for the follow up on the Physical Therapy I've been getting. He says I have a pinched nerved on the left side from a bulging disk. It's all part of the Degenerative Disk Disease problem I have with several different cervical and lumbar vertebrae. Anyway, since I cannot have epidurals, he is making arrangements for me to see a Physiatrist at the Lakeshore Rehab Facility. This place is a Paralympics training facility and very highly thought of. It will take several weeks before I even get the appointment, as the doctor evaluates all the info my Ortho sends him, before he decides IF he will see me or not! Talk about a busy doctor!!! So, it's hard to say who I will see first, the Physiatrist, or the MDS at UAB. Either way, I'll be getting help from some extremely well thought of doctors, and for that I am very grateful.

In the meantime, he gave me a prescription for the Home TEN's, which my PT facility can fill tomorrow. And he also sent me home with an inflatable cervical collar that provides traction. It's not at all comfortable, as I have a very short neck. Even the small size seems too big to me. I'm to take it to PT tomorrow, so they can help me learn how to use it correctly. Then maybe it won't be so uncomfortable. The directions say to inflate it for 10 or 15 seconds, deflate, then inflate again, for the first week, leaving it on for no more than about 15 minutes. Then I gradually work up to a steady 15 minute session with it.

The PT also told me the other day to make the neck exercises a consistent part of my daily routine, whether they seemed to be helping or not. He said it could be months before I really saw improvement, but to continue indefinitely with the routine they gave me. They're easy enough to do, so it's just getting it to be part of my day's routine that remains to be accomplished.

So, another piece of the puzzle has been explained, and now I wait to see the Physiatrist for an evaluation, as well as the MDS at UAB. Looks like this is going to be an interesting year, and I choose to believe it will be a year where I get help with my pain, stiffness, and walking problems. Who knows, maybe I'll even stop shaking!

This is a Hard Post to Write

I saw my Neurologist yesterday, and it turns out I did have good reason to be apprehensive about the appointment.

First of all, he agreed that I did not have any business having the epidurals on my cervical vertebrae. So, I called my Orthopedist to let them know that they could schedule the Physical Therapy, but not the epidurals. They called back later, and have already faxed the prescription to the PT I used last time, which is close to home. So, hopefully, I will be getting some relief from the neck pain and stiffness soon. Holidays, of course, will be in the way of a regular schedule, so who knows when I will actually start the sessions. It could easily be the beginning of next year.

He also took me off of the Levadopa/Carbidopa plus Lodosyn meds that the ER doc had added to my treatment, since it didn't seem to be helping much at all. Taking too much of these meds can cause dyskinesia, which is involuntary movements. That may be why I had such an odd tremor develop of late, plus all the facial and tongue tics I have been experiencing.

But the news from the exam that has me so upset right now is that he is no longer sure I have Parkinson's. He watched me walk, and I was so nervous by then that he got to see me at my worst. Both legs bobbing up and down like I was trying to walk across the floor of one of those carnival blow up bounce machines, and having to hold out my arms to the sides to keep my balance. Turning around and coming back towards him was just as bad. He had me take off my socks and shoes, and he did all the usual hitting with the hammer. He scraped the bottom of each foot, and also suddenly pushed both feet straight up several times, in a slapping kind of motion.

I have had the foot scrape thing done many times before, and I know what that was testing me for - the Babinski effect. That's a test I failed some years ago when I was seeing a different Neurologist for migraine headaches. As far as I know I have not failed it since then. It has to do with the way your toes curl or straighten out when a hard object is scraped from the heel towards the toes. The normal reflex is to curl the toes inward. If the toes spread out, with the big toe stretching upward, it's a sign of a lower extremity nerve problem. I don't know if I passed it this time or not. He didn't say, and I was too upset to ask. I have tried to look up what the sudden slapping of my feet upward meant, as I have never had that done to me before, but I haven't been able to come up with the right search terms yet to find out what that was all about. He did move my arms around, while I kept them relaxed, and said he did not feel any cog wheeling. That's something he would expect to find if I had Parkinson's, and he has said in the past that he did feel it. It has something to do with the tremors, but that's about all I know about cog wheeling.

They have made an appointment for me with the Chair of the Neurology Department at the University of Alabama in Birmingham. He is the Movement Disorder Specialist in this area, and is supposed to be my best chance of finding out what is wrong with me. Parkinson's effects people in so many different ways, it may yet turn out to be the PD that my Neuro had initially diagnosed.

But for now, he has listed my diagnosis as the Peripheral Neuropathy plus Gait Debility. I'm back to that "not knowing" stage, and it is extremely upsetting for me, and for my dear sweet hubby. Of course, as you might expect with the chair of the department, I can't get an appointment until the end of April. That's going to be a long, long wait that is not going to be easy.

I felt such relief when my Neuro put a name to what was happening to me - even if it was that I had Parkinson's. Now I am in limbo again, and I hate it.

Hubby has asked that I stop reading and researching about Parkinson's for awhile, just to be sure that I have not been subconsciously absorbing the symptoms that I was reading about. That's a fair request, so I have said a temporary goodbye to my Parkie friends on PatientsLikeMe, and will not be doing any PD research for awhile. I am going to continue to try to find out more about Peripheral Neuropathy, though, because there is no doubt that I have that. Unlike Parkinson's, there are definitive tests for PN, which I most definitely have.

I don't know how to adequately explain how I am feeling about all this right now. It's almost as if I found out I was adopted, or something like that. It's like my identity has been ripped to shreds, if that makes sense. I have developed some really close friendships with some wonderful PWP over the last year. Now, with one sentence, my Neuro has put the nature of that relationship in limbo.

This NOT KNOWING stage I am in again is very hard to deal with. I am vacillating between being scared of something worse than Parkinson's, and being relieved that it could be something less progressive in nature than PD.

God is forever trying to teach me patience, and reliance on Him, rather than my own abilities. Looks like He is working on that big time right now. We haven't actually said anything out loud, but I think hubby and I are going to keep this turn of events to ourselves for now. I can't see any good reason to add this uncertainty to our children's lives. They have enough to worry about on their own. So, I will pour out my feelings here on my blog, since no one who knows me personally ever reads it.

Neck Pain and Tremors Causing Problems

I'm having two main problems from the Parkinson's right now - my very stiff and painful neck, and the much increased tremors, particularly in my right foot.

I'm sleeping with a very soft neck pillow, the kind that look like a C, and I keep it behind my neck while I sit at the computer, too. That helps me get to sleep and cuts down on the pain of just holding my head up. As the day goes on, the pain is getting worse and worse.

I am waiting to hear from my Orthopedist now about a standing MRI appointment. Hubby has Jury Duty next week, so that means I will have to wait longer to get it done. Can't be helped, but it's frustrating. He had to ask for a deferral back when we were taking care of Daddy, so he can't very well ask for another one because he is taking care of me. There is absolutely no way I could drive myself to the big city, as long as it's been since I've driven at all, even though I am no longer having the sudden sleep attacks. Maybe, if he is lucky, he won't have to serve for long, and I can get it done toward the end of this week. I sure hope so. The Methacarbamol and Mobic aren't helping enough to warrant taking the pills, so I quit taking them.

I've tried to continue with as much exercise as possible, but DH hurt his back again several weeks ago, and his sciatic nerve is acting up. He hasn't felt like going to the track, so I haven't been getting enough exercise lately. I am still working out in the yard the best I can, but it makes my neck hurt worse.

I'm also having considerably more problems due to tremors. For the first year of PD I didn't have any tremors at all. I was beginning to have small ones on Sundays mostly, while we were listening to the sermon. I finally decided that it was the uncomfortable pews, being too still too long, and being cold, all working together to stress my muscles. But that was a very mild nuisance tremor.

Since I had the steroid interaction that sent me to the ER, however, the tremor in my right leg and foot have been so strong that it makes walking and standing much more difficult. It still comes and goes, but when I get the least bit tired, as I do when I walk very much, that leg starts dancing a jig all on its own. I am having more problems with balance because of it, and I am beginning to experience what is called freezing. When I stand up, I have to kind of wait before I can get that pesky right foot to make up its mind to move where I want it to, it's so busy moving where it wants to.

One thing's for sure, I look like I have Parkinson's now, where I didn't until recently. Even my lips, tongue, and eyebrows are beginning to quiver. We had our portraits made the other day to give to our children for Christmas, and it was all I could do to hold the poses long enough to get a good picture. My face behaved, but not my leg. It took every bit of will power I had to make my leg be still. If I hold my breath and really concentrate, I can stop the tremors momentarily, thank goodness. I had to do that to get the X-rays on my neck done a couple of weeks ago, too.

So, things have been a little difficult lately, but I am still managing OK. I've been listing a lot on eBay, and we have had some good sales there. I've also been concentrating on trying to help as many people as I can on my Plush Memories blog. I've managed to find several lost lovies for people, and some of my blog readers there have found a few more. And, there have been a few times that we had the lovey they were looking for in stock, so I've made a few sales, and made some folks very happy all at the same time. That's what makes selling the plush toys so much fun.

We are still going to Estate Sales, but this time of year there usually aren't as many on a given Friday. That's OK, because I really can't manage more than a few anyway, as I tire out and hurt too much to go to very many. So, we have been doing a little bit of Estate Sale hunting and a little bit of Christmas shopping on Fridays. The only thing we absolutely have to go to stores for is all the Stocking Stuffer odds and ends that we give our children and grandchildren every year. And this year, we have been buying things for their stockings all year long, which is a blessing.

Thank goodness for Internet shopping! I've been buying most of our gifts online for years, but this year it has been a blessing. The black pair of Skechers came the other day, and I wore them to get our portraits made. They feel wonderful, and they do improve may stability much more than the Sunday shoes I have been wearing. Our daughters wear the same size shoes I do, so looks like they will be getting some hand me down shoes.

So, I keep going, making changes as I must.

I've Been Busy, Busy, Busy!!!

I've been so busy I hadn't even realized how long it had been since I posted here. This is our busy time of year for selling on eBay, so I've been spending a lot of time taking pictures, writing descriptions, and packing items to ship. Hubby helps a lot with the packing, and he goes to the PO with them, but the photography and anything computer related is up to me.

I also have been very busy on the Plush Memories blog, because so many people have written wanting help finding their child's lost lovey. It feels so good to actually help someone, and I have had some successes lately. But right now, I have something like 70 or so requests that I haven't posted yet. Every time I open my email, there are a few more requests. It's almost like being Santa, getting all the letters. But I'm not magic, and there are only so many hours in the day that I can give to it.

I am still sleeping a good 7 to 8 hours a night now. My alarm watch is waking me up at 5:00AM most mornings now. That's made a huge difference in how much energy I have, and I'm not even dropping off to sleep in the car like I had been. I haven't had the nerve to drive again, though. I have mentioned it to hubby, but he just doesn't answer me. Not so sure he thinks it's a good idea.

The elimination problems have improved slowly, and the Bentyl, prune juice, extra Metamucil, and the Glycolax are working. I bought a couple of books about IBS, and I'm trying to change some more of my eating habits, too. I had already made some huge changes over the last few years, thanks to the GERD. But now, my diet is even more restricted than ever. I eat the forbidden foods from time to time, like pizza, but I do it knowing that I can expect to have consequences. And I give in to the chocolate craving every once in awhile, as it's the best cure for being upset that I have ever found. Yes, I am addicted to chocolate!!

Wearing the Skechers shoes helped last Sunday, and I was not anywhere near as unstable in them as I have been in my regular Sunday shoes. They're not the kind of shoes anyone would normally wear with dress up clothes, but they are unobtrusive.

I'm to have a stand up MRI soon for my neck, as the pain and stiffness have not gone away at all. I'm waiting right now for my insurance to approve the test. The muscle relaxer and anti-inflammatory have not made a dent in my neck situation. The X-rays show the degenerated disks, and my Orthopedist knows about the problem I had with the Celestone. He said I may have to go off the Zelepar long enough to have the epidural in my cervical vertebrae. He said I would need to talk to the Anesthetist and work that out with him. Sounds fine to me!!!! If the epidural doesn't work, the only thing left would be some form of surgery, and that I will avoid as long as possible.

Hubby's sciatic nerve problem has flared up again, so he doesn't feel like going to the track to walk. So I've been getting most of my exercise by working in the yard. The Lasagna Compost is still growing, one pile of wood chips, fertilizer, kitchen scraps, and dirt at a time. It sure is tempting to turn the pile to see if it's working, but I have resisted the urge so far. I work in the yard several days a week for over an hour, so that's good.

So, I think I have more positives going on than negatives, and that means today is a good day!!!!

My Pharmacist wears an S under his lab coat!!

Yep, as far as I'm concerned, he's Superman, ready at any moment to rescue this damsel from danger. I went to my Orthopedist today to get some relief from the painful neck spasms I've had for the last two weeks. He prescribed the muscle relaxer, Flexeril, which I have taken before, long before I was diagnosed with PD.

We dropped the prescription off on our way home, and DH went back to get it about an hour later. He came home with Methocarbamol, not Flexeril. Sure enough, I would have had a serious drug interaction with Flexeril and my PD meds. My pharmacist called the doctor and they found a muscle relaxant I could take, all before hubby ever got there to pick it up.

I think that makes three times in the last few months that my fantastic pharmacist has caught medicine errors that my doctors have made.

We live in a very small rural town, and we went without a pharmacist for quite a few years. When this one opened up shop, I told him the first time I went in there that he could depend on us to patronize his shop, even though we realized that we could buy cheaper at Wal-Mart or the chain store pharmacies. He's not open at night, or on Saturdays and Sundays, but I wouldn't trade him for anything. He more than pays for his higher prices with his service and the fact that we are close enough to walk to his store if we had to. The franchise pharmacies would require an almost hour round trip, which is no fun if you are miserable. Sure, there have been times when we had no choice but to patronize the big boys on the weekend or at night, but we try our best to give our local fellow as much business as we can.

I've said it before, and I'll probably say it again. Everyone should keep all their prescriptions medicines on file with one pharmacist, and make sure that pharmacist cares about you, and not just about making money!!

Insurance Has APPROVED My Dental Appliance!!

I knew I was having a good day yesterday! When we came home from our Date Day, I had a lovely letter waiting for me, stating that the TAP Dental Appliance has been approved by my insurance for the treatment of my Sleep Apnea. I immediately called them to find out how to get my money back, as I had to pay my dentist for it up front. They are sending me the forms to take care of this. Whooopiieeeee!! I had anticipated some trouble with them agreeing that it was eligible, so that's something else I can cross off my list.

My neck is still very uncomfortable, but I made myself work on the compost heap this morning. I can't afford to give in to it, or I'll find myself able to do less and less.

I actually slept until my first medicine alarm went off this morning at 5:00AM! EIGHT HOURS OF SLEEP!!! That's the first time that has happened. I'm still waking up quite a bit in the night, but unlike before, I am able to drift back to sleep, even after I've been up to use the bathroom.

We ate at on of our favorite Mexican restaurants yesterday for lunch, but I was a good girl and got the Huevos Rancheros, which is nothing but sunny side up eggs with sauce on top. I scrape the sauce over to the side, eat the Spanish rice and the eggs, and just taste the refried beans. I did get a side order of the guacamole, which I really enjoy and finished off a bunch of the tostados they bring. I did NOT have the woozy feeling after lunch. So I'm pretty sure it's not protein that sets it off. It may be fat, though. I've basically been avoiding eating beef or pork for lunch. Most of the week we had the fake crab meat in a spinach and cabbage salad, and that does not cause the funny feeling, either.

I'm still having real problems with tremors and walking is not as easy, as I have this constant feeling of walking on Jello, because my legs are shaking the whole time I am walking. I'm using the cane just about any time we leave the house now, except for church. I'm trying to hold off using it there, because I get asked too many questions about how I'm doing. It makes me self conscious. I have started taking a lap robe to church, though, as I have come to realize that I have the hard tremors in church because I'm cold! I'll be making an appointment with the Neurologist next week, now that I've been on the new meds for awhile and the apnea and tummy are well under control.

Our older daughter and her hubby are going to do the honors for Thanksgiving Dinner this year. They both love to cook, which I never did, and this is their first holiday in their new home. I've always been the one to have the Thanksgiving meal, but I'm very happy to pass this tradition along to her, and just help out with the expense. Hopefully our younger daughter and her family will be able to come, too. With me not having to do anything for dinner, I can really enjoy the day.

So, things continue to come to good conclusions, and I remain optimistic. May we all have a great day today!!

Looks Like I Can Cross Sleep Apnea OFF My List!!

I have slept longer and waked more refreshed almost every night now for over a week with the dental appliance set to a very comfortable amount of lower jaw extension. I'm not having as much trouble with daytime sleepiness, except for the odd woozy feeling I get after lunch. So, unless something unforeseen happens, I am going to cross Sleep Apnea off my list of problems! That feels so good, to have one less thing going wrong with me.

My neck continues to spasm, so I guess in a way I have traded one problem for another. But I know that will either work itself out, or I can go to my Orthopedist and he will deal with it. If it has not relaxed by Monday, I will make an appointment. I suspect he will give me a prescription for some Physical Therapy. That's why I stopped going earlier this year when my knee was so painful. I wanted to be sure I had some PT time left, as my insurance only covers 15 trips a year, I think it was. Anyway, I know I have some sessions left, and that will be enough to get this painfully stiff neck relaxed, I'm sure.

I am in an optimistic mood, and have been for some time now. It feels glorious!! Even my elimination seems to be getting back to normal. The combination of Bentyl, the antispasmodic and mild antidepressant, the extra Metamucil capsule, and the Acidophilus, have done the trick. I still have gas problems, as I try to figure out which foods I will have to delete from my diet, but that is so minor a problem compared to what I was dealing with.

So, this is going to be a great day! I just feel it!!

Cortisone Shot Again

I went yesterday and got another cortisone shot in my right knee, and I can already tell that it's beginning to help. The Orthopedist says he doesn't like to do them more often than every 3 months, so that gives me some idea of how long I would need to wait until I could have it done again. I was doing OK on this last shot, until I did too much packing of stuff of Daddy's, which involved squatting down. That's just something I can't do anymore, not only for the knee's sake, but also for other problems I'm having. I'll just have to do all the other exercises for my knee that the Physical Therapist gave me, and leave that type of exercise out of my routine.

It's just too hot to walk at the track right now, with 103 yesterday. Even at 5:00AM it's just too hot and the air quality is too poor to be out there, so we're exercising in the house to some videos. Well, hubby is following the video, and I'm bouncing very carefully on the mini trampoline at the same time.

I noticed a vague nausea last night after supper again. The same thing happened night before last, but I'm not sure where that's coming from. The Amitiza I've just started on is bad about that, so that may be what's going on, or it could be the elimination problem I'm having causing it.

The steroids always make me not sleep, even before I had trouble with insomnia, so I managed the C-pap until about 1:00AM and then I just couldn't get back to sleep with it on. I was pleased I got by with it that long, knowing how the steroids do me. I will get used to this thing ... I will get used to it!! Just have to keep telling myself that, and take each day at a time.

6 Doctor Visits in 6 Days!!

We have kept the roads hot this week, going from one doctor to another, even seeing two doctors twice. But at least I have a better idea of what's going on with several different problems I have been having. I saw my Gastroenterologist twice, and now he has me scheduled to see the doctor he wants me to use for the surgery I need to correct the problem with my digestive system. I was really upset about having to have surgery at a hospital I don't like, if my own doctor performed it. Now I can quit stewing about that. Dr. B solved that problem by telling me that he coordinates for this surgery with this particular doctor, who uses the hospital I like.

I saw the Sleep Specialist twice, too. The nights at the Sleep Study were not pleasant, as I was very uncomfortable in the bed, and the thing they had in my nose felt horrible. Halfway through the night, I got so upset about how miserable I felt that they changed to a different type of mask, and I got through the rest of the night fairly well. Tonight will be my first night to sleep at home with the C-Pap. Wish me luck!!

The tick bite looked really fierce for a few days and itched something awful, but now that I've been on the antibiotics since Friday, my left knee no longer looks like it's getting worse, and has stopped itching.

The Amitiza has turned out to be a good substitute for the Zelnorm that was taken off the market. I'm very pleased with how much it is helping with the constipation problems.

I've been reading everything I could get my hands on about the surgery I am to have, and I discovered that I cannot have Demerol if I stay on my Zelepar. I talked to the Sleep Specialist Doctor about what I would need to do about the Apnea when I have surgery, and I talked to him about the Demerol interaction I had discovered. He suggested I might want to tell them that I was allergic to Demerol, so it would be marked clearly on my chart and they wouldn't dare give it to me. The combination is extremely dangerous, so I might as well be allergic to it, right???

Now the only thing left to do is to make an appointment with the Orthopedic doctor, so I can get another cortisone shot in my right knee, which has arthritis in it. I don't want to be hobbling around the way I am now, trying to recuperate from major surgery!

Standing MRI & A New Friend

I had the standing MRI yesterday, and that was quite a bit different from the lying down kind. First of all, it would be much better for anyone who is claustrophobic, as I was not closed in, and they actually had a big screen TV set up so I could watch it.

As far as my procedure was concerned, it was not very comfortable. The whole point was to take the MRI while I was putting weight on the knee, so I had to stand at about a 60 or 70 degree angle, I would guess, and be very still for about 30 minutes. By the time it was over my knee was really complaining, but it was worth every moment of it, if it gets them a better idea of what's going on in there. I still don't expect it to be torn cartilage, but soon I will know. Their brochure showed pictures of regular MRI views vs their stand up kind, with obvious disk problems that didn't show up when the patient was lying down. I may ask for that kind the next time I have to have one on my neck or back, for just that reason. I'll see the Orthopedist next week to get the report on it.

I've added the beginnings of a section on Radial Neuropathy to my side bar, not because I have that, but because I've recently started emailing back and forth to a new friend who has it. She and I live in the same small town, I taught her husband, know her MIL, and we're even members of the same church. And neither one of us knew each other LOL!! It was the Physical Therapist we've been going to, who gave her my blog URL, that got us together. She promises that she'll be posting here, so hopefully she can make contact with others who have problems more similar to hers. My Neuropathy is most noticeable in my legs, although my hands and arms are involved, too. Hers is severe, but I'll leave it to her to explain it.

I noticed the nausea from the Requip about 11:00AM again yesterday, but a few crackers stopped it. I'm still getting sleepy at the wrong time, as I nodded off early last night watching TV, and I've been up since 4:00AM. Actually, I woke up a little after 3:00, but I made myself stay put, thinking I would go back to sleep. No such luck.

I can't tell any difference in my gait yet, but it may take a week or so before I would notice anything, anyway. I don't remember reading anything about how long it takes Requip to take effect, so I'll have to try to do some research on that.

Oh, remember when I was having so much trouble typing? That has definitely improved. It must have been the stress of dealing with Daddy that was making that worse. Parkinson's folks don't handle stress as well as others do. I still make more mistakes than I'd like, but nothing like it was for awhile there.

I've done my morning exercises, but we're still not walking at the track. Hubby's poison ivy is getting worse, not better, and he's so stubborn I can't get him to go to the doctor about it. So he's just slathering on the anti-itch medicines I already had in the house, and he's trying to stay cool.

Speaking of cool, my temperature regulator is all off whack. I'll have hot flashes one minute and be freezing the next. I'm putting my jacket on and pulling it off constantly!! This is a Parkies thing, too, so there's not much else I can do about it.

I'll spend the day today writing descriptions and finishing the pictures I took this morning, so I can put some new items on eBay tonight. DH has gone grocery shopping, a regular Wednesday morning routine of his, and a chance for him to stop and chat with his buddies. I guess that pretty well catches me up for the day. I hope you are having a good day, too.

Stiffness

I had trouble yesterday and today with a lot of stiffness when I got up, and it took quite a while for it to go away. I mentioned it to the PT yesterday, and she said I'm probably going to have to try to keep my activity level fairly constant, rather than over-exerting and then taking a few days off, the way most people would. It's just a Parkinson's thing, she says, and not, LOL, my age!

I did get in and out of the car a whole lot last Friday on our Date Day, as we had a lot of Estate Sales available to look at. So, I didn't do much of anything Saturday. Big mistake, evidently. Well, lesson learned. I'll know now that I need to try to keep on with at least my exercises the next day after I get overly tired. One thing's for sure, I have no intention of cutting back on our Estate Sale haunts, as that's an important part of my Quality of Life. We really enjoy each other's company, and I don't want to mess that time up at all, until it becomes absolutely impossible to continue. And I'm hoping that day is a long, long way away!

I'm looking forward to my Orthopedist appointment this Thursday, and I'm hoping he will authorize the MRI of my knee, just so I can know if I have any torn cartilage or not. I have no intention of having arthroscopic surgery on it at this stage of the game, but if it is torn, I'll probably want to find out about a knee brace for times when I might need it. Our basement is one big junk yard, and right now DH is having to do all the cleaning and throwing out by himself, as I don't dare twist anything. The brace would make me braver about squatting, turning, etc., and I'd feel better if I were helping him. After all, it's in that big a mess because I haven't felt like cleaning it out for a long, long time now, long before he retired and took over much of the housework.

So, here's to being even more physically active and feeling more useful!

Quadriceps Are Giving Me Fits

Well, I think the Physical Therapist came close to killing me last Thursday LOL. The tops of my thighs, where the quadriceps muscles are, were so sore Friday through Sunday that it was all I could do to get in and out of the car or sit down or get up from even the handicap toilet. I spent the whole time on strong pain pills, and much of it with the hot pad in use.

So, when I went for therapy yesterday I was very quick to let her know that whatever she did Thursday was too much. She cut way back and basically just did a few warm ups and then put me on the ultrasound, electrical stimulation, and moist heat for a long time. She doesn't want me to walk at the track but every other day for one lap, avoiding the days when I have therapy. She says as weak as the quadriceps are that she's afraid I will lose my balance or start to fall. Without the quads being strong, she says I'll damage my knee. She was also surprised that I was able to walk even the quarter mile around the track once, even with the cane. She says I'm compensating in some way for the weak quads, which means I have just completely forgotten how to walk normally. I really try to do it "right," but I must not be, according to her.

She did say that the other PN patient she has is doing better, and she did give her the URL for this blog. I'm going to be disappointed if she doesn't write, as it will do me good to talk to someone who has a similar problem.

I was a good girl this morning, and only did one slow lap with the cane, concentrating on the technique for each step. Then I did my home exercises while DH walked his 2 miles. He lapped me 3 times before I could get around once! ROTFL

I go back to the Orthopedist next week, and I'll decide after I talk to him whether I should try to get an appointment with my Neurologist sooner than scheduled. I suspect he will agree with me on that. He was planning on getting an MRI of my knee once I had the PT, as that's what my insurance required before they would authorize the MRI. I am so thankful that I had this opportunity to go to Physical Therapy. It's a shame that insurance companies are so stingy with authorizing it. I can't get it for chronic conditions, so having Parkinson's Disease or Peripheral Neuropathy wouldn't get me permission. But wrenching my knee did!! Strange twisted logic - it's OK for me to fall because of weak muscles sometime in the future????

The deadline for our BLOG VILLAGE HEALTH Carnival is this Friday, but I haven't decided yet which post to enter from this blog. Too many to choose from, I guess. If you have a post you could enter, I'd appreciate your participation.

Blazing Around the Track!

We've been walking pretty regularly around the park track for several weeks now, with a few days off due to the raw cold, and I've seen a good bit of improvement. I started out using the walker, and was really depending on it. We were lucky enough some time ago to find a good buy at an Estate Sale for the kind that has four large wheels and a padded seat. It's really a Cadillac, as it has all kinds of pockets and sections, plus a large storage bin under the seat. The only drawback is that it takes up a good bit of room in the car, even folded up. But it's been perfect for the track. I don't have to worry about getting stranded on the far side, as I can stop and sit any time I need to. Actually, I haven't sat down yet, but knowing I could makes me push myself further than I would otherwise.

When we started, I was doing good to get around twice, with the walker. Now I'm making two rounds without the walker and two more with it, for a whole mile. Of course, I'm slow, but I definitely see progress! DH is walking with me, and he's up to 6 laps in the time it takes me to do 4.

I haven't heard from the Physical Therapy place yet, so I'll have to call the Orthopedist's office to get the ball rolling on that.

I spent a very upsetting hour or so trying to talk to Medicare about the charges they denied when Daddy went to the hospital. It's standard procedure for Medicare to deny any and all claims if the date of service overlaps the date of Hospice service. Each one has to be reapplied for, with a statement of Denial from the Hospice, proving the charge was unrelated to what he was on Hospice for. So the Medicare person was no help at all. I did, however, get somewhere with the Billing Clerk from the Radiologist who didn't get paid.

Getting Back to Normal?

I've gotten a lot done in the last few days. We've had the appraiser out to the house, the taxes are ready to sign and mail, and I'm almost finished with the tax bookwork for our paid caregiver. I finally gave up and went to the Orthopedist about my knee and shoulder, too. The X-rays showed the degenerated cervical disk I already knew about, and arthritis in my knee, which wasn't surprising. Dr. J is guessing that I have a torn miniscus, but it will take an MRI to determine that. From what I've been able to read on the Internet, that seems like a reasonable diagnosis to me, particularly since it was injured when I was shifting Daddy up in the bed.

I'll have to go to Physical Therapy and stay on Extra Strength Tylenol 3 times a day before my insurance will agree to the MRI. That's fine with me, as far as the therapy goes, as I'm sure it will be helpful. The Tylenol doesn't even faze the pain, but I'm following his directions and taking it regularly.

We're still walking at the track early in the mornings, but it's been way too cold the last few days. Alabama is having record cold weather right now. So, we've been doing exercises from videos. DH is REALLY following the tape, and I'm bouncing on one of those little trampolines and doing as much of the arm movements as my shoulder will let me.

I'm still just taking the Zelepar, hoping that the exercise and whatever the doctor does for my knee will be enough. I just don't want to try the Requip, if I can possibly help it.

We had our usual Date Day Friday and enjoyed looking at lots of Estate Sales. We've never been able to be an Early Bird before! It was strange to get there before most of the stuff was gone. And we did manage to pick up a few good buys, I think.

It's been ages now since I've taken pictures and put anything on eBay, but I'm going to try to get back to that this week. We have an almost overwhelming amount of "stuff" we've bought in the last few years, and I haven't been able to work seriously on our online sales for almost 2 years. With so much of the Estate business started now, I'm ready to get back to NORMAL.

Strange Things Are Hapnin'

I went to my Neurologist last Friday, and I explained to him all that had been going on the whole time I was trying out the Zelepar. He agreed that the medicine had not received a fair chance at working. So, he gave me a prescription for it, with instructions to use if for a month. If I was not pleased with the way it relieved my symptoms, I could then add the Requip I have taken before back to my schedule. Now that my digestive system is behaving, I told him I thought I could handle the Requip just fine.

Of course, being the little town that ours is, our Pharmacy didn't have the Zelepar in stock. He has to order unusual medicines, but they come the next business day, and that works OK, most of the time. Of course this was Friday afternoon, when we dropped off the prescription, so I was without all weekend. I did the only thing I knew to do - I used the Requip I already had. My tummy didn't complain a bit, either.

My throat is still irritated, and I finished the antibiotic today, so I'm thinking I'll see if the nurse will swab my throat again, or just refill the prescription. I'm not convinced that the strep is gone, and I can't afford a relapse. I had rheumatic fever as a baby, so my heart is particularly vulnerable to strep infections.

I'm feeling good about the medicines Dr. S. has me on for the Parkinson's now, and I'm sure my GP will take care of my throat, so things are settling down for me.

It's just as well, because Daddy continues to decline. His arm is much better, thanks to the arm band, but his mind, and his body in general, continue to go down hill. We've had some difficulty all along getting his bowels to move, as one might expect from a 101 year old. I was using the glycerin suppositories I had to help him go, plus he is on Colace as a stool softener. The last time I used the suppository, it didn't help, which I thought was strange. So, I figured, since I use two of them, I'd use two on him. To my surprise, I discovered the first suppository still in place - not melted in the least! His body temp is so low that it didn't dissolve!!

So, even though I had been trying to put it off, I felt I had to call the Hospice Nurse, and request help giving him an enema. The enema was an ordeal for him, but it helped. That was yesterday. Today, his strength is noticeably less, and his confusion is noticeably more. His mind and body just can't cope with any kind of assault now, even if it's for his own good. Going to the Orthopedist sent him downhill, and the enema just pushed him that much further.

I can only pray that I will do well on the Zelepar, or the Zelepar and Requip combination, as I think it's clear that Daddy has taken a definite turn for the worse. In God's good time, this will all work out. I just have to take one step at a time, and leave the end results to Him.

Update on Daddy

We took Daddy to the Orthopedist Tuesday, with help from our paid care giver, Frances. That was money well spent, as he still is extremely difficult to transfer from the wheelchair to the car and back. Also, there was so much paperwork to fill out that they were ready to take him downstairs for X-rays before I was through with it all. Thank goodness Frances was there to take him, as DH had gone to the store while we were at the doctor's.

Daddy fell the day after Thanksgiving, but the severe pain and stiffness in his right arm didn't show up until Jan. 3. We figured it was due to using the walker and from putting so much pressure on his arms when he was getting up and down from chairs.

Well, that probably is the reason the pain started later, but it turns out that he has a small chip of the bone at his elbow! Thank goodness the Orthopedist did not put him in a sling. Instead, he's having us put one of those tennis elbow type braces below his elbow. It's supposed to take the pressure off the tendon that connects to the end of his elbow. I tried it the first day under his long sleeved shirt, but by evening his arm and hand were swollen, and it was all I could do the get to the brace from under his sleeve. I've been putting it on the outside of his shirt ever since, and it seems to work just as well. I didn't even have to adjust it last night, as his arm was not so swollen.

The brace seems to be helping, thank goodness. We go back to see Dr. J in a month to see how he's progressing.

So, the arm is better. I wish I could leave it at that. But that would be only half the story. The stress of trying to get him in and out of the car, plus all the strange goings on with the X-rays, a strange doctor, and a strange place, and his pain on top of all that, have left Daddy confused. He has said several things that made it clear that he no longer thinks he's at home. He's also been talking about those children who are making all the noise and running around. Maybe he's had another small stroke. Maybe his depression is worse. I don't know. I just know that he is altered.

We continue to take one step forward and two back, it seems.

Can I Keep Daddy in His Own Home Any Longer?

It looks like it's time to consider a Nursing Home for Daddy, something I never wanted, and he certainly won't want.

The last couple of weeks have been busy ones, as far as taking care of my Daddy is concerned. He woke up two weeks ago with his right arm in such pain and so stiff that he's been having to eat breakfast left handed. He can't even get the spoon to his mouth with his right hand. The Hospice nurse came and checked him out, but she couldn't find anything in particular going on. She did get a prescription for Ibuprofen, so I've been alternating every four hours with the Motrin and Extra Strength Tylenol. By lunch time his arm has been better, but it starts all over the next day, just as bad as the day before.

With his arm like that, he's having more difficulty getting out of his chair and the bed. Eating has been very frustrating for him, and he's having more trouble using the walker. I've been trying to help him get up and down, to give his arm a chance to heal, whatever has been wrong with it.

Day before yesterday, the nurse looked at it again and was concerned about a good bit of fluid build up around the elbow and upper arm. I knew his hand was swollen, but I hadn't realized the upper arm was larger, too. Anyway, she made an appointment for us to see his GP, Dr. M., in case it was a hairline fracture from the original fall, or something like that.

I didn't realize until yesterday just how much worse Daddy is than he was when he first fell. Trying to move him from the chair to the wheelchair, and then from the wheelchair to the car, was just about impossible. I wore myself out trying to do it. Luckily, Frances, our sitter, was there to help move him into the car, and she was panting by the time he was in. It's so much different than when we took care of Mama and Pop. They were both small people, not weighing more than 100 pounds, and they both cooperated. Daddy is about 160 pounds, and he's a dead weight. To make matters worse, he doesn't trust anybody, so he kept grabbing hold of the car door for dear life, and we had to peel his hands free to get him to hold onto us to maneuver him.

We asked for help at the doctor's office, getting him out and back in, so at least we didn't have to struggle with him there. But then, of course, we had to get him out of the car and back in the wheelchair on our own when we got home. He wasn't any easier to move then than he had been at first.

The whole ordeal was extremely upsetting. The worst part of it was that the doctor no longer has an X-ray machine, so it was more or less a wasted trip. We have to see an Orthopedist next week. That means going through all this again. I did mention to Dr. M. that I had a sore throat, so the nurse swabbed it, and I have strep. So now I'm on antibiotics. At least we accomplished that!

Yesterday's events have forced me to reconsider just how much longer we are going to be able to keep Daddy in his home. I can see that he's fast reaching a point where I won't be strong enough to take care of him. My DH and my Daddy have always had, shall we say, a cool relationship with each other. So DH gets frustrated with him, and Daddy stays mad at DH. My hubby is here for me, and doing a great amount of the work, but he's just not up to the cheek to cheek "dance" it takes to move someone who's not able (or willing) to help. And I've had a lot more practice at it, too. It is a skilled maneuver, but with Daddy, I'm just not strong enough to do it well.

So, I started thinking about Assisted Living homes vs Nursing Homes last night. I really don't think an Assisted Living place would take Daddy, but he's so mentally alert most of the time I hate the idea of a Nursing Home. I don't think I'm going to have a choice, though. We had visited just about every good Nursing Home in this area when we were caring for my mother and father-in-law, so I have a pretty good idea which ones to check for vacancies.

We have an appointment Tuesday with the Orthopedist, and his diagnosis of what's wrong with Daddy's arm will have a lot to do with where we go from there. If he puts Daddy's arm in a sling, we're in a mess. So, we'll get through the next few days as best we can, and go from there.

All this has been happening while I was supposed to be giving the Zelepar a fair trial. Considering how yucky my throat has been the last couple of weeks, and how much more work has been involved in taking care of Daddy, plus the extra stress of seeing him deteriorate, the Zelepar really hasn't gotten a fair trial. I'm not walking as well as I did with the Requip, but my stomach is definitely better. From recent reading I've done, I understand that this is the maximum dose of Zelepar, so that's not likely to improve, unless it's because of the increased stress, or because I had strep, and that effected my walking.

So at the moment, my thoughts are up in the air, with lots of questions, but no clear way to answer them right now.