Posted in Archive, January 2023

An Open Response to Sajid Javid

When I stumbled across the article in the Guardian during the early hours of Saturday morning I was horror struck. “Sajid Javid calls for patients to pay for GP and A&E visits” the bold headline all but shouted. The fear that boiled up instantly is one I imagine Sajid Javid is not familiar with. Fear of what might happen to you if you cannot access the medical help you need. A familiar fear. Rumours have circled for years that the Conservative government wants the NHS to fail so they justify privatising it. It’s a statement we’ve all heard, and although it’s one I’ve always dismissed as a rumour it’s still brought that stomach churning fear with it.

Could I afford my life changing treatment if it was private? No. Would I be able to afford my almost weekly GP appointments,a necessity to lower my hospital admissions? No. Would I be able to afford my multiple monthly A&E trips for my regular dislocations/spasms/seizures/etc? Nope. Not a chance. Would I have a hope of affording inpatient care – I was admitted twice in November, once in December, and twice more in January. There isn’t a flying monkey of a chance. That’s before we factor in operation costs, ambulances, outpatient appointments etc. It’s a terrifying prospect.

I’ve experienced life without my regular injections and daily meditations, I end up hospitalised on a feeding tube, blind due to eyes spasms, body twisted in spasm and jaw dislocated. It’s hell. It’s an experience I wouldn’t wish on anyone. Yet it’s what I would live with if dismantling our NHS happens.

Yes right now Sajid is only talking about GP and A&E fees. But once we allow the government to open that door will we be able to prevent a tidal wave of change from crashing through? For many just those two charges would be too much at a time where we already have people relying on public warm spots due to the cost of living crisis. I feel his suggestion will simply limit access to our incredible NHS, further isolating the vulnerable and the disabled.

Posted in Archive, January 2023

Dysfunctionally Me – A Reintroduction

I’ve had some new followers to this blog and it’s accompanying Facebook page recently, some of whom have been curious as to what on earth is wrong with me; after all the name implies Dystonia but a multitude of conditions get discussed. It’s a good question. So I thought I’d take a moment to write a short post reintroducing myself to you all.

I started this blog back in September 2012 after my life felt like it had been turned upside down. I’d been training as a midwife at Anglia Ruskin University Chelmsford and felt as if I was living my calling. However I was plagued by ailing health that got more and more severe.

I had to go on medical leave at the end of my first year. Despite my determination I would never return to midwifery, which to this day still breaks my heart. My body was no longer my own. I was wracked with spasms, needing a wheelchair to get about, I couldn’t even feed myself. It took months going from doctor to doctor, hospital to hospital, ambulance after ambulance until we finally met my old neurologist who finally shed some light on what was happening to me.

Initially I was diagnosed with functional Dystonia. A diagnosis that I fought against. I’d been physically abused as a teen by my father and this trauma led doctors down the functional route. Five years later my diagnosis would be changed to Generalised Dystonia. Upon my diagnosis I felt so lost. I’d moved back home, had no independence, lost my career and no one really seemed to know what Dystonia was. I made it my goal to educate myself as much as possible. So I set up this blog and it’s Facebook page as a way of connecting with others who were going through similar experiences, and as a way of raising awareness of the condition. Advocacy has become a great passion of mine.

Over the years more conditions have been diagnosed, such as Classical Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome, Postural Orthostatic Tachycardias Syndrome, Lyme Disease Osteoarthritis and more. I’m surprised I don’t shake with the amount of medication I take. Learning how to manage all these conditions and live a full life has been hard and is still something I am trying to learn to balance. The symptoms and pain I experience in a day change hour to hour, I dislocate multiple times a day, have vocal tics, spasm, etc. It can be a minefield to manage. I’m very lucky that I now have a career as an author with books 7,8 & 9 being published this year, which gives me the freedom to write around my health and my family.

This site has become a diary of sorts. Where I can let out the awful days, whether it’s a physically bad day or an emotional bad one. Or celebrate the triumph’s with you all, which is something I try to do often. It’s a way of processing my conditions in a healthy manner while also raising awareness and supporting others. I find when I need to reflect on how far I’ve come in learning to manage my conditions through medication/physio/wheelchair/splints etc reading back through my past posts is a great aid. I can easily reflect on my progress, and see the milestones that I thought I’d never meet; such as graduation (I studied publishing instead) having children, getting my independence back through my electric wheelchair.

I’ve had this blog for coming up to eleven years now. While I hope I don’t need to add anymore conditions to it, I don’t plan on stopping posting anytime soon. I’m so grateful for the readers and friends I have made through here and for their support. Thank you.

Posted in Archive, January 2023

Surgery 1 Done

Well that’s the first surgery of the year done and dusted. After much anxiety over preop appointments falling through, fear of it being cancelled due to arriving on the ward and finding out that surprise surprise I had a temperature, and the team not being overly sure over the best way to handle my misbehaving jaw – to now be recovering on the ward is such a relief.

There had been some back and forth over how they were going to carry out the surgery due to my jaw having the potential to spasm and dislocate which could impact their management. My last surgery went fine until waking up when it dislocated and I needed to be sedated to have it relocated. A situation we all wanted to avoid repeating. One option presented was to have a spinal anaesthesia and be awake. I declined this as my neurology team have always stressed that they don’t want anything invasive being done to my spine due to all my health complications. This disappointed the team here and we chatted about this a few times, as understandably to them this was the safest way to proceed, however I chose to go ahead with the general as my neurologist was always very clear on the matter.

It went really well which is fantastic. They’ve inserted a suprapubic catheter; which is a catheter that is inserted through an incision in my lower abdomen and into a small incision in the bladder. I’ve had bladder issues for about eleven years now but over the last year these got severe. I reached the point in the summer where my bladder just stopped working and I was unable to void anymore. We tried intermittent catheterising but due to my tremors and spasms in my hands along with frequent dislocations in my fingers this was impossible on some days. Over the last few months I’ve ended up in hospital on multiple occasions with UTIs, kidney infections and retention.

When my consultant originally announced this next step I felt quite down. It seemed like such a spiral in health and I was overwhelmed. However I’ve had time to come around to it all and the relief I now feel having had the operation is significant. This should hopefully mean I start feeling much better, infections should stop being a regular occurrence and life should return to its usual level of uniqueness. So I’m embracing my new addition with a happy heart. Now to recover and get well enough for surgery no2 on my jaw.