When normal isn't normal

Lately I've been feeling strange especially when off my ventilator. I've had headaches, breathing difficulties and my heart rate has felt fast, registering 88 on my personal pulse oximeter the other day. I've felt rotten but after all the tests everything appears normal, ECHO scan normal, ECG normal, lung function normal and blood gasses normal. So what gives? Am I a psychosomatic malingerer, imagining these health issues with my brain causing observable symptoms? I hate the disconnect between how I feel and how tests say I am. I feel bizarrely like a fraud because have I been imagining it? I don't think so but I can't even be sure I can trust my own mind any more. I'm having more tests done and that has included a blood test. Only time will tell on that one.

This may sound strange but living with a life threatening disease makes me prepare for death every time I feel unwell. Have I done enough Spiritually? Have I sent the right messages to my friends? Have I done right by my family? Will dying hurt and how will my family cope after I'm gone? With Duchenne's you're constantly looking down the barrel, with a stalker following you everywhere. I'm tired of this merry-go-round of preparation and anticlimax as I keep living with this uncertainty. Life is precious don't misunderstand me, but prison weighs heavily on me. I long for true freedom from this bodily prison, I've done as much time as a bank robber yet I have not committed any crime. Don't get me wrong I am sinner who is often wrong just not in the instance of being born with DMD.

The expectation of positivity weighs incredibly heavily on many with these sorts of illnesses including myself. Anything other than guts and determination can often be met with criticism and a pull yourself together attitude. I have enormous hope for an awesome future after death, that keeps me going and how my parents brought me up also gives me positivity. But, I'm human and have the ability to experience negative feelings and sharing them isn't wrong. It doesn't make one a miserable give up merchant. We/I need to let them out, let tears flow and release all the tension that builds up within.






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Foreword

I’m Ian Griffiths from South Wales. This book is a story of my life so far up to the age of twenty five years. I live with and suffer from the ill effects of DMD which stands for Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy. It is a severe muscle wasting disease and a life limiting terminal illness. It won’t kill you in six months in the traditional sense of ‘terminal’, but it’s far crueller than that, it steals every muscle in your body first and then kills you, anywhere up to the age of thirty. There have been cases of men living past that into their forties and fifties but only with drastic interventions such as ventilators and tracheotomies, more on this can be found by reading on.
I hope to cover a few things in this book, from a history of my childhood years to a more detailed history from sixteen years onwards and finally onto my current problems and triumphs. At times things I write may make you smile or may make you pause and think about the seriousness of life with this devastating disease. I really hope there will be a cure but currently for us supposedly ‘older’ guys with DMD (over twenty one), there seems very little hope. If I don’t see a cure in my lifetime, I hope my campaigning helps in some way bring it about for future generations, so another child won’t have to see their body wither and die before their time

Change

There are some changes that are very much welcome. For instance, starting a new art project, starting a new job, being old enough to understand and learning new skills.

With DMD change is like a double edged sword. I've experienced periods of positive change but I have also experienced a lot of negative changes. Losing the ability to walk, the ability to move my arms and one of my worst bug bears new equipment entering into my life.

I understood that this equipment was much needed but it's the kind of change I did not like. It's a constant reminder of loss and the relentless need to keep getting updated equipment really annoyed me especially in my younger years.

Extract;
...Just when I had gotten used to a piece of equipment I was measured up for a new item. There’s no choice with DMD you either had to change or be in pain from an undersized piece of equipment...

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Foreword

I’m Ian Griffiths from South Wales. This book is a story of my life so far up to the age of twenty five years. I live with and suffer from the ill effects of DMD which stands for Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy. It is a severe muscle wasting disease and a life limiting terminal illness. It won’t kill you in six months in the traditional sense of ‘terminal’, but it’s far crueller than that, it steals every muscle in your body first and then kills you, anywhere up to the age of thirty. There have been cases of men living past that into their forties and fifties but only with drastic interventions such as ventilators and tracheotomies, more on this can be found by reading on.
I hope to cover a few things in this book, from a history of my childhood years to a more detailed history from sixteen years onwards and finally onto my current problems and triumphs. At times things I write may make you smile or may make you pause and think about the seriousness of life with this devastating disease. I really hope there will be a cure but currently for us supposedly ‘older’ guys with DMD (over twenty one), there seems very little hope. If I don’t see a cure in my lifetime, I hope my campaigning helps in some way bring it about for future generations, so another child won’t have to see their body wither and die before their time.