The life of a man suffering from Huntington's Disease, a genetic and fatal illness. Every child of a HD parent has a 50 % chance of suffering from this fatal degenerative neurological illness. This is the story of one such person.
Saturday, 21 January 2012
Seconds
Friday, 20 January 2012
Radio, Someone Still Loves You
Seize The Day
I'm still drowsy and dopey from the phenobarbital but the side effects are wearing down. I only took one nap today and stayed up later than I expected although I'm very tired.
Wednesday, 18 January 2012
Drowsy
I'm making this short but wanted to update my blog. As Jane mentioned in her entry I have been in hospital after having several Tonic-Clonic seizures (formally known Grand Mal seizures). The doctors first put me on Phenobarbital which reduced them somewhat so they added Tegretol to the mix which seemed to do the trick.
In the past I'd been put on the more current anti-seizure meds for my mood swings but I haven't been able to tolerate the side effects, which is why the docs tried pheno as their first choice .
It has made me so drowsy I'm several naps a day. In fact I'm writing this on my Android while laying on the sofa under a blanket. This is why I'm not able to insert music videos,the Blogger app doesn't have the that ability. Tomorrow I'll insert the videos afterward if needbe.
While at hospital they ran a number of tests to determine what is causing these seizures. I was impressed that they just didn't see HD and assume that was the cause. I had an EEG, a CT Scan ,2 MRI's , and a PET Scan. The result is that I am one of the few Adult HD patients who do get these seizures as a symptom of this neurological disorder. It means I'll have to be on the meds for the rest of my life.
Its still strange having Jane around the house seven days a week. I feel safer having her around so much of the time but on the other hand I miss my time alone. For example now I need to share the TV during the day. I can't play Sparks and Human League loud while I do the dishes. Also, I'm concerned about the real reason Jane is going to be home for three months. Is there something about my health that I don't know? She's generally honest so I need to tell that voice in my head its not truth but HD paranoia. Yeap, even I get the dreaded paranoia. The Haldol helps control the symptoms.
My eyes eyes are falling down again. Its 02:15 so I think I deserve to sleep. if Jane wakes up and sees me watching telly she won't be happy to see I'm not taking care of myself my first day home.
Tuesday, 17 January 2012
My Name Is Jane
As I write this I'm sittng next to my husband's hospital bed. It isn't fun at all, but this is part of being married to a wonderful man who happens to have Huntington's Disease. I don't like this part of his life, but nobody promised me a rose garden.
I have accepted it just as I've accepted the fact his music of choice of Electronica and Trance.
Before my engagement my mother told me I should get out of this relationship before it became too serious. I told her it wasn't an option for me. I've never felt this way toward another human being in my life. For a year my mother didn't talk to me. Then she invited Paul to her home for Christmas. After that, she never brought the subject up again.
Until I met Paul, I couldn't put my finger on people who called their spouse their "better half." Now I understand why.
I wouldn't trade my husband for George Clooney, Oscar and all.
Yes, Paul has angry outbursts and often he's irritable.
Yes. I have to drive him around.
Yes, he'll eventually knock household items over from lack of body control.
Yes, I will have to bathe and shave him.
Yes, I will have to take care of his bodily needs some years ahead.
Yes, he will forget my name.
Yes, he will become immobile.
Yes, I will lose him far to early in our lives.
Yes, his chorea movements will pull his muscles until they hurt.
Yes, I wouldn't trade him for the world.
Yes, I love him more than life itself. When you fall in love with someone that has HD you truely understand what that saying means. It is no longer just a cutsy Facebook status but a feeling deep in your heart.
It has to be.
Friday, 13 January 2012
The Three Letter Word
Thursday, 12 January 2012
Give It Away
Anxiety 4
I was half done with another entry when I was told last night of Kathleen Edward's death. This poor girl had been through so much in her little life. Now she's with her mother.
Its funny sometimes how we get what we need when we aren't looking for it.
Its time for me to sign off now. I have two bookcases to move. See you tomorrow.
Depression 4
Anxiety 5
Tuesday, 10 January 2012
In My Life
Its important for me to tell others: having HD is not the end of your world. Yes, it makes you moody. Yes, it makes you less mobile. Yes, before you die you won't be able to talk. Yes, you can still enjoy the company of others, music and many other things. There is a whole space between diagnosis and end of life. Enjoy what you can. Accept what you can't.
Today my wife is sitting here at home with me. This morning she had two HD-free embryos implanted so she is off her feet. Hopefully one of them will take and we'll be proud parents. We'll know in ten days to two weeks. Until then, its a waiting game.Jane already asked me if it would be okay for her to pick up a small extra project at work so that she can keep busy after her normal workday. I told her I'd be fine at home alone and very thankful she has something to pass the time.
My home team Sheffield United Blades are playing the Glovers. I'm following a play by play on my Twitter Stream. I must thank the Blades for keeping this up. It must not be easy with all this pressure. Granted the Glover's are just out of the basement, but still we need the win. It would be interesting to see Sheffield United take on the Owls for a Sheffield only FA Cup.
Monday, 9 January 2012
Changes
See you with the regularly scheduled blog post tomorrow.
A couple videos to hold you over.
New Order covers Sparks live. The only time they performed this song.
Frankie Goes Rock the House
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Now on to better things.
I woke up late this morning, well late for me. It was three o'clock in the afternoon.
Depression - 7
Anxiety-3
I generally need twelve hours of sleep to feel proper the next day. The problem comes in when I fall asleep late for whatever reason. This morning I was simply anxious as the day is long so I had to wait it out. Then my brain went OCD on me over a phone that doesn't like to charge and you can get the message.
The problem is that when I wake up I feel like my life is useless after spending that much time cut off from it.
ETA: Apparently I'm not the only one to think this way. After reading my tweet on this video, @TheHollyJohnson replied to me "@PaulWorre oh yeah we killed it that night x"
Frankie Goes to Hollywood-"Two Tribes (Extended Destructo Mix Video)"
Culture Club-"The War Song (Extended Remix Video)

