I am sitting here in my ‘prison cell’ and reading Tweets and Facebook posts with all the holiday greetings.  Since I am a writer, my mind swirls around all of this.  Having Meniere’s, my head spins around all of this. 

This can be a very trying time for those with Meniere’s Disease whether you keep Chanukah, Christmas or Kwanza.  The menu has to change to limit the sodium (this means most people won’t be happy eating bland food to accommodate you) as the majority of holiday treats are laden with salt.  This can be stressful for someone like me as I feel guilty causing such an inconvenience (not that I get any invites to share holiday meals).  The added stress that society piles on making people feel that holidays cannot be experienced unless you give store-bought gifts to EVERYONE you know can also set us back (and I don’t me financially).  Then there is the stress of decorating and the stress of having to go places and see people you aren’t that fond of.

Stress and salt out of the way, lets look at the other triggers.  Allergies (not one of my triggers), with bringing live, cut plants into your home brings in mold and other airborne allergies.  Digging out the supplies stirs up and allows dust to fly about.  This is one trigger I am glad I don’t have.  Weather is another big one right now.  In some areas it is the rainy season, but mostly folks want snow.  I seem to be set off when any weather front comes near.

If you are a friend or family member of someone who battles this wretched dragon, I hope you will truly be filled with the holiday spirit and NOT push this person to participate in everything.  visit with them so they don’t feel forgotten or left out, but understand that while you don’t see anything obvious as wrong, they are still feeling it on the inside and it can be very ugly for them.  Be understanding and know it is the dragon we loath, not y’all.

Right now, many of you (yes, me too) just want to curl up in a corner and wait out the triggers.  You know yourself and how you are affected.  I send good thoughts to you and hope you will take it easy and not push yourself and pay big time later.  Through these holiday highs (and lows) I will be on the couch if you need me.

If you live in the Knoxville area you know how much rain  (filled in with bits of snow here and there) we have had since December.  I gave up using umbrellas after being introduced to Meniere’s Disease.  You take a physically off balanced person and give them an umbrella, let a gust of wind come along and the result is Mary Poppins flying up the highway.  Getting wet is a better option.  Last June when my original grommets fell out, not only did I spin again for the first time in eight months, but I also gained a new trigger ~ the weather.  I really felt for those with Meniere’s who called themselves walking barometers, but honestly I hadn’t a clue what they actually went through.  Guess someone felt I should have first hand knowledge.  With all the rain and snow we have had, I have gotten to know my couch very intimately.

The incoming storm already has my ears going crazy

Sometimes I think I feel weather fronts moving in 100 miles away.  I can feel my ears crawling and start with a deep ache and look outside to see bright sunny skies.  However, by the time the front moves in, I am in so much pain from both my ears that I have a pounding headache to go with it and I am laying on the couch with the heating pad on my ears.  If I had to choose between this and having full vertigo at least once a month, I would choose my current situation.

I haven’t been able to afford to see my doctor regularly as he desires since I have no medical insurance and no regular income.  However, a couple months ago I was sitting on the couch with my laptop doing my usually Shabbat routine when all of a sudden the room began to spin.  It was all I could do to set the computer aside and lay down on the couch and remain still for a couple hours till it passed.  I knew I had to scrape the money together to go see the doctor.  I went in on a snowy/sleety/rainy day with the hopes that it was just a blockage that could be fixed with drops or suction.  My hopes quickly turned to tears when he said that the grommet in my right ear was dislodged with debris around it indicating blockage.  He couldn’t be sure about the left side so I had to have a pressure test run to detect the status of my eardrums.

I sat and cried.   When I was taken for the test, I walked through the hall clinging to the wall and crying.  It was determined that the right eardrum was closed over but we could not be sure that wax and debris had not gotten behind it to cause infection.  The left ear and grommet were intact and did not appear to be blocked.  I still cried.  I cried in part because I knew how much it would hurt to have the grommet procedure repeated and then it would take several days for me to get back to doing well.  The other reason I cried was recalling that it cost near $400 to have the grommets inserted last June.  I don’t have that kind of money.  One good thing was that it was found after reopening my right eardrum the doctor found that there was no debris, wax or moisture that got behind the eardrum to cause infection.  I have been caught in an eddy of pain and tears for  five months.  Hopefully now I can begin to maneuver out of the area and toward shallow waters if not the embankment.

The rain loves to wreak havoc on my ears and my head

Galar

The dragon is back
my ears to claim
his attack is brutal
driving me insane

my ears, they crawl
they burn and ache
I want it to end
for goodness sake

I cannot understand
how a God, so kind
can cause this ill
I’m losing my mind

please, someone
take sword in hand
slay Galar soon
erase him from this land

we are many
Galar seeks out
salt, allergies, weather
can begin our bout

the scientists only
through tests and research
can slay Galar,
remove him from his perch.

PLEASE HELP SOON!!!!

April 8, 2010

© DL Bach

The thoughts for this blog post have been forming for a while, then last night they were coming closer to the surface.  This morning I had a bit of a FaceBook e-mail exchange with another friend and helping to educate her about Meniere’s.  Again, as I was confidently typing my responses to her I couldn’t help but feel so utterly and completely helpless inside.  Sometimes I have to step back and look at myself.  I have the ability to display to the world the most confidence and surety while inside I am falling apart at the seams.  Where do the helpless go to get help and support?  What can we do to sure up the rupturing dams within?

There are some forums on-line and for some of the lucky there are local support groups you can attend in your area.  I have been part of these forums, but there are no local support groups to attend.  I have been approached several times to start one in this area.  However, giving how I feel and knowing it would be common, I believe it would be difficult as we don’t always feel like sitting in a room with others trying to be supportive and therefore we opt to just stay safe and comfortable on our couches and beds.  Sometimes we are supported by spouses, children, parents and others who are there or come over to help out.  I survive on my own.  I have been trying to be supportive of a few others with Meniere’s who need a shoulder and an ear (not that I have much left in the way of ears **insert chuckle here**).    I am glad that I can be here the best I can for anyone who needs me.  Just ask.  If I don’t have the answers I will try to find them or direct to the answers the best I can.

Let me go back to something I mentioned earlier.  Danny Pancy is a gentleman who has Meniere’s Disease.  He is also a photographer.  He put together a 20 minuted DVD to help others understand what we with Meniere’s go through.  The only audio is white noise since we have tinnitus in our ears 24/7.  Mr. Pancy has used his talents as a photographer and the wonderful technology available to distort photos to help display the way we view things.  I have shared this DVD with others so they can better understand.  It helps them feel a little less helpless.  Check out Mr. Pancy’s DVD on his website http://www.shutterfreaks.com/Pancy-Menieres/contact.htm.

For those who have Meniere’s we know there is really know way to feel less helpless when we are in bouts.  For others, those who know us and care about us, staying away is not the way to help us or you feel less helpless.  I know, too well, intimacy with loneliness.  This adds to my stress, but I keep going on knowing it will always be this way for me.  But I plead with others to reach out to those you know with Meniere’s and educate yourself, not for the purpose of trying to ‘fix’ them, but for the sheer purpose of trying to better understand.  Sites like http://www.menieres.org/ and http://www.vestibular.org/ are great sources to start with.  We just want to feel normal and feel like those who cared about us before the dragon invaded are still there for us and still care.  Don’t be afraid just because we can’t do the things we used to be able to do.  There are still other things we can do, like sitting and chatting about life and things in general.  If you treat us differently, especially by disappearing, then to you we become the disease.  Show us that we are still human beings worthy of your time and your friendship.  The helpless feelings may never totally disappear, but they can be diminished in all of us.

As My World Spins

The world it spins
faster, then faster still
I want to get off
that is my will.

Someone please help
make the spinning stop
I really don’t care
if it makes me drop.

My head is foggy
things are unclear
no wonder I’m alone
and no one comes near

The fog and spinning
they make me feel drunk
then I get tripped
by a smug little punk

The weather front comes
and so does the pain
if a cure is not found
I’ll sure go insane

I still think it right
I’ll not make a show
But if you do see
I’ll look like Van Gogh.

March 8, 2010

© DL Bach

I am constantly getting comments from people, usually when I make a post about the pain I am in on Facebook/Twitter, saying I am in their thoughts and prayers.  Generally speaking there is nothing wrong with this.  People think that it helps to bring comfort to those who are ill or in pain.  For some perhaps.  I, however, am over it.  I started spinning again last week.  I haven’t been to the doctor since September due to no income and no insurance.  I scraped the money together and went since I knew something was wrong.  I was scared, nay, terrified.  I had to drive in the snow (since the first snow I drove in was a blizzard, I am always scared driving in snow.  That is coupled with the fear I have driving period since having a vestibular condition) and was severely off balance.  The pain was also hitting me hard.  There was no one to drive me.  When I IMd a friend to let her know (not that she could really do anything since she is in California) she was telling me to have fun in the snow and kind of missed the point of why I was letting her know.

I was anticipating never returning home from that appointment.  My two doctors and the two nurses could see how scared I was.  I got a few hugs and arm rubs from them in an attempt to reassure me.  They had to repeat the procedure to re-insert another grommet into my right ear.  Unless you have had this procedure done, I cannot explain how it feels.  But since I usually scream for the duration, that should be some indication to you. It is during this that I really realize how alone I am.

It is nice to tell someone you are thinking and/or praying for them, even if you are not.  But during these times, it would be really nice to have something or someone other then my stuffed teddy bears to hug and have hold me to reassure me that it will be all right.  Each time I go through this, whether the weather related issues or needing to have the procedure repeated, it strips away more of me.  I have no fight left. I have no strength left to even thing about fighting.  I have come to the conclusion that it takes people really being there for you (not just in word or thought) to help you replenish your will to fight and your faith and belief that what you are fighting can be conquered.  Galar will defeat the damsel in the rewrite of my short story The Damsel And The Dragon.  Meniere’s has won the war.

I tried to have more pleasant thoughts to lull my back to sleep, but they just didn’t come and the next time I looked at the clock an hour had passed.  I figured that since I intended to get up early to go do the laundry and run errands I would just go ahead and get up now and try to do something productive.  Here it is.

It seems that when my head is in this Xanax/Meniere’s induced fog (at times lasting several hours after getting up) I have what I call my “hair-brained” ideas.  Some of them actually turn out to be good once te fog lifts and I can tweak them and think them through.  Others, not so much.  This morning as I tossed and turned and tried to find positive to return to my slumber, I thought about this blog and how idle it seems at times.  Then the proverbial light bulb went off.  Use the blog to relay information.  As the fog is trying to lift, I recall that was my actual intent when I first set this up.

During my early morning visionary thoughts, there was a crawl at the bottom of the screen.  “Surviving Meniere’s” was all it kept repeating.  Then I came here to post.  I have chatted on-line with many who have Meniere’s and while we cope and try to get our loved ones to think we are truly surviving, we are not.  We are in fact, just going through the motions and living moment to moment.

Surviving implies winning.  Every day that we make it through with out going stark raving mad, removing our ears or at worse eliminating ourselves is survival for us.  While some do not experience some of the symptoms that can really send you reeling, each part of this disease takes its toll on the body and soul.  With this in mind I am going to begin here in this series of Surviving Meniere’s and looking back at my last blog post which was a sort of chat with Mr. Van Gogh.  One thing you need to survive, or at least give the impression you are surviving is a sense of humor.  So dust yours off, or if you don’t have one, find one (beg, borrow, steal, buy.  Whichever method you can to obtain even a little bit of a sense of humor).

It can be difficult to find humor in this disease.  But when relating stories of your bout against the ugly dragon, the humor can find its way to the surface.  I had taught myself to drive with full vertigo and when someone would find out as I would chatting with them and we were both heading to our cars, I would tell them it was okay, because I was always good at coloring between the lines.  I would drive by focusing on keeping my car between the lines on the roads.  With horrified looks on the faces in front of me, I would always retort, “It’s okay, I will give you a head start out of the parking lot.”  This would invoke a chuckle and lighten things up regarding a nasty situation.  No, it may not be easy to find humor, especially when you have been full vertigo for days, but trying to can help put you at ease and thereby those around you are put to ease as well and can make things just a tad bit more tolerable.

Here is to a spin-free, pain-free day.

The third week of June, just one week before my scheduled appointment with my doctor, I decided to relax in bed for a while before getting up to enjoy the Shabbat.  I rolled over on my left side and tucked the pillow up under my neck.  At this point I felt a ‘crunch, crackle and pop’ in my left ear.  I lay perfectly still for a bit, afraid to move, not knowing what was happening.  When I finally sat up my world was spinning.  I had not felt this way since mid October.  I made my way to the couch and pretty much remained there until Monday when I could call the doctor.

Anyone who has Meniere’s or is close to someone with Meniere’s, knows how unpredictable this monster is.  by the time I got in for my Friday appointment, we had determined that I now have a third trigger ~ WEATHER.  Now I fully understand those who refer to themselves as “walking barometers”.  We got new grommets inserted and this time they should last two years.

While I didn’t have issues with the original triggers after the grommets were inserted, I still have minor issues with the weather changes.  It seems that when the weather changes now I get a dull ache deep in my ears and experience some fluttering.  In the beginning of September I was lucky enough to get H1N1.  This proved to have a bad effect on my ears.  I had lots of aching and it seemed my hearing worsened.  When the illness cleared I noticed that I now have constant tinnitus in both my ears instead of just the left ear.  My doctor sternly advised that I not get either versions of the flu again for the remainder of the season. (As if…)

Earlier this week I was getting over what I initially thought was a second round of the flu, but  thankfully, turned out to be Acute Bronchitis instead.  My left ear began doing weird things so I put in a call to my otos nurse.  When she returned my call, we talked.  She reminded me about the weather and advised I take it easy and keep an eye on things and call back if they don’t improve or get worse.  you know, the usual blah, blah, blah.

Everyday we have ups and downs.  Right now it appears that I am on more of a Merry-Go-Round.  For four years I felt as if I was on a very wild roller-coaster.  I HATE roller-coasters, so I am glad I am no longer on that part of this ride.  I will accept being on a Merry-Go-Round with Meniere’s although I wish I could be on a real one instead.  I will continue to research (for now with a clearer head) and write my book while educating anyone and everyone I can about this dragon that invaded my life five years ago.  one day, he will be totally defeated.  Until then, my sword stands ready to fight whenever he comes to prey.

Diagnosis and triggers are only a part of the equation. I believe the longest process is determining treatment. While trying to determine what will help relieve your symptoms (if anything will) you work on treating the symptoms and the triggers. Since each person is different regarding their symptoms and triggers, so it goes that long-term relief is also different. Meaning, what works for one may not work for the next.

It took about four years from the time I first presented for me to find the one thing that helped me to return to my life nearly as if it were before Meniere’s found me. After many attempts at treatments, October 2008, grommets were implanted in my eardrums and I felt better than I have in longer than I can remember. I am moving in the right direction now and I hope that all those with Meniere’s can do the same.