Her head is hanging over the side of the transfer chair resting on the table next to it.  I suggested that she go to bed, but she insisted on staying there for another half hour.  That half hour will be up in a few minutes.  I wlll take a break and get her into bed in a moment.

After a restless beginning last night, sleep finally came and stuck around.  There were only a few commode trips after she finally settled.  She chose to sleep in until about 9:45am.  That rest seemed to help her alertness and responsiveness.  She has often put her head down on the table today.  I think the restless nights and early mornings have finally caught up with her.

I am heading off to get her to bed now.

She is in bed and already appears to be asleep.  It is too early to tell, but I certainly hope she sleeps well.  She needs the rest.

When the phone rang this morning it was the call I was expecting from the Cardiologist’s Nurse.  She had in hand the reports from the echocardiogram, the carotid sonogram and her blood work.

The call was another encounter with realities that are not visible.  Probably the most serious concern is the increase in the severity of her Pulmonary Hypertension.  That is the disease that took the lives of those who had taken the diet medication called Phen-Fen (sometimes designated in reverse, Fen-Phen).  Pulmonary Hypertension has been a part of the array of Mary Ann’s diseases for the last two to three years.  It is a funcion of the high blood pressure, which is, of course, raised by the Midodrine.  Any treatment would involve medications to reduce her blood pressure, bringing on the return and probably increasing the frequency of the fainting spells.

As last summer’s posts reveal, the fainting spells lower dramatically our ability to function.  Gratefully, both Mary Ann’s Cardiologist and her Neurologist understand the dilemma well and respect our decisions on how to proceed.

As I mentioned a number of posts back when reflecting on the report we had received on her blood work, her kidney function also has declined in the last six months.  She is now only one point away from Stage 4 (of 5 stages) of Chronic Kidney Disease.  A couple of years ago, her Nephrologist agreed that any treatment would lower her blood pressure, creating the same problem as the treatment for the Pulmonary Hypertension.

The Cardiologist’s Nurse said that the lesion in her left Carotid is still not past the 50% mark, which is the point at which the need for surgery comes into play.  She mentioned that there is a build up on her right side also.  I don’t remember whether that has been mentioned before.

The Nurse confirmed that there is leakage in more than one heart valve, including the Mitrovalve.  That regurgitation seems to have worsened some, but the language of the tests was not clear on that issue.  At our last appointment with the Cardiologist six months ago, the leakage was not bad enough for the surgery option to be up for consideration. There are also enlarged chambers in the heart, especially the left Atrium.  That problem has worsened.

All of the above has been factored into our consciousness at some point already in the past.  Hearing the results of the tests bring it all to the surface.  My questions always probe the rate of change.  This set of test results seem to indicate a more pronounced decline that in the past.

I plan to fax the Neurologist to probe further any treatment options for the fainting that might not raise the blood pressure.  At one point he mentioned an off label use of a drug called Mestinon.  The Cardiologist was unfamiliar with it and unwilling to prescribe it at that point.  I may try to get them to talk with one another about that or other options.  Getting doctors to talk with one another is not always an easy thing to accomplish.  They are both good doctors — maybe it can happen.

On the matter of the quality of life and the health of this Caregiver, the power of the Alien possession is now getting scary.  This is the Alien from planet Pedometer Prime who, as in the movie the Body Snatchers, is trying to change me into some sort of walking, exercising pawn.  This will frighten you.  Mary Ann and I made an afternoon run to the store for something.  Afterward, I offered to get some ice cream.  We went to Sheridan’s Frozen Custard for a what they call a concrete.  The one of choice is made with chocolate frozen custard with pecans mixed in.

Here is the terrifying development.  As we approached Sheridan’s, the Alien simply took possession and overpowered my will to eat ice cream.  Those of you who know me well (or have been following this blog) understand just how horrible this was.  I got Mary Ann a concrete as described.  Then the Alien took over the car and drove it to Cedarcrest where I walked the path while Mary Ann ate her treat.  It is a miracle we made it safely.  I certainly had no control over that car or, at the very least, we would have veered left at 17th and headed for Maggie Moo’s.

If that is not horrifying enough, the Alien had already forced me out to walk in the neighborhood early (for me) this morning while Mary Ann slept.  Keep alert, you never know when one of those Aliens will try to take you over too!!

By the way, Mary Ann actually said she liked what I made for supper tonight.  There were a couple of pork chops in the fridge recently thawed and needing to be cooked.  We had some red potatoes, onions and fresh broccoli in the there also.  I cut up the potatoes and veggies and put them on a foil covered cooking sheet (I hate cleaning pans).  We had some Hendrickson’s dressing and marinade that we have used in the past and liked.  I tossed the veggies in it.  Then to make the food preparation easier, I put the pork chops in a baking dish and covered them with the same marinade.  Both dishes went in the oven (375) for almost an hour.  I really liked the meal, but then I like everything.  Mary Ann only ate the meat, but volunteered at one point that it was good.  There is such a feeling of victory when something has passed muster with those finicky taste buds!

Just in case the Alien attacks again in the morning, I had better settle in for the night and get some rest.

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She was taking so many pills, it just seemed as if the problem was acid reflux.  Looking back, it now seems so obvious.  Her chest would start hurting when we walked very far.  It often seemed to hurt when she had strong dyskinetic movements, the ones that come with years of taking the main Parkinson’s med, Sinamet.  The movements are the ones that Michael J. Fox often has.  I can even remember once hearing her say as we were walking back from the mailbox, I think I am having a heart attack.  The pain always seemed to subside after a bit.  There were so many aches and pains that were attributable to some aspect of the Parkinson’s that I just didn’t put two and two together. I take some comfort in realizing that neither did our General Practitioner or our Neurologist or our Endocrinologist or our gastroenterologist put two and two together.  As many medical tests as Mary Ann had had in more than a decade of the Parkinson’s no one spotted it.

When finally one night she had a heaviness in her chest and she went to the Emergency Room, the process began that revealed she had blocked arteries. She truly had had some silent heart attacks.

It seems so obvious now as I look back.  I think what happened is that the one already diagnosed major degenerative disease, Parkinson’s, took up so much space in my perception of our reality, that there wasn’t room for another health issue.

I remember when ministering to parishioners before I retired how difficult it was for people to handle multiple problems at once.  Some seemed to feel that if there was one health issue or other major problem in theier lives they had reached their quota for problems.  If a second and third major problem joined the first, it was an affront to fairness. How could it be?  The one problem was enough.  How could another problem and then one more be added?

Our journey has taught me in no uncertain terms that having one major problem does lessen the likelihood of having another.  Mary Ann has the Parkinson’s, high blood pressure problems, low blood pressure problems, low thyroid — she has had congestive heart failure, a major life-threatening pneumonia, four spots of skin Cancer removed. Some health problems actually make a person more susceptible to certain other problems.  When that is the case, the doctors and the Caregiver watch out for symptoms of those problems.

It is when a health issue emerges that is not related to the main diagnosis that it can slip in unnoticed.  Just because Mary Ann has Parkinson’s does not mean she cannot have some other health problem.

The same single focus can cloud the perception of Caregiver’s and doctors when the patient is elderly.  New symptoms are dismissed as a consequence of getting older.

What brought this topic to mind was the trip to the Dermatologist to have the stitches removed from the surgery on Mary Ann’s latest Basal Cell Skin Cancer.  I asked the doctor to look at a couple of other tiny spots just to be sure.  They are no problem.  We did, however, make a routine appointment for six months down the line.  I will continue to watch for spots on her skin that look suspicious.

The Parkinson’s needs not to cloud our perception or lessen our vigilance for other problems.  Mary Ann has her annual Mammogram.  She has a periodic Colonoscopy.  Blood tests check her thyroid activity, urine tests check her kidney function, her blood sugar level is checked along with her cholesterol. She has gotten the Pneumonia shot and will get the booster in another couple of years.  She routinely gets the flu shot.  She has gotten the shot to help prevent Shingles.  Her eyes are checked for Glaucoma, Macular Degeneration, and cataracts.  She has had a bone scan for Osteoporosis.

There are no rules concerning how many or how few health issues one person may have.  Things just happen.  Problems come when they come.  It is not a matter of fairness or lack of fairness.

Whether a chronic illness has joined your household or not, there needs to be the same amount of vigilance.  We all need to do whatever is reasonable and affordable to check for and help prevent the onset of the common diseases that come to many as the years go by.

I now look at and listen to Mary Ann more attentlvely and no longer assume that whatever the pain, it must just be the Parkinson’s.  There is no quota for the number of problems one person can experience.  Caregivers who understand that will give better care.

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