I will do my best to keep this concise. I spent hours researching a few things last night and discovered a surprise that may help me, but might be an uphill battle. I will advocate for it like crazy. Even if I do lose my license going forward to increased visual problems, I can accept that; I know it's part of the disease process. But even if I do lose my license, believe I stumbled upon something that might help the quality of my life a lot, and arising out of me almost passing out behind the wheel yesterday.
ER Doc said no more driving ever. Early into my diagnosis, my Neuro brought it up as something to prepare for in the foreseeable future, losing my license. He went on to to explain that in this country, each state has its own laws about this. In MN, it's a "self-reporting" state; any fainting, loss of conciousness for some reason, having a seizure, etc., is all up to the individual to report themselves to the DMV; other states have laws that allow medical care providers to report their patient should they feel they are unsafe to drive.
What I didn't ask him but wished I had, is if MN, a medical professional can by-pass the law and report their patient anyway because of safety issues. I'm seeing my Internist 4-1 who is thorough, compassionate, but no nonsense. At all. The E.R. report from St. John's will be sent to her by the time of the appointment...
...I'm digressing. Here's the whopper of info I stumbled over last night via several sights. I haven't looked into it in years, and I have decades of hearing from docs 'there's nothing we can do about this', etc.
At the age of 3 years old, I had my 1st fainting episode. I was in my high chair & Mom was holding a needle over a match to sterilize it, to try to get a sliver out. I kept telling her 'my eyes are getting small'. I fainted totally out. That's how it began.
I have passed out cold, or as close as you could without going all the way (lowest recorded BP while up & standing, was 54/33; that's bad). I received many injuries, stitches, etc., from my falls from fainting, or close calls.
But it only accelerated; followed a hand-full of triggers, tho. If I stood in line too long, out'd I'd go. If I saw blood on myself or others, bye-bye. I used to be terrified of getting shots; my kids docs finally learned to lay me down 1st, give me the shot, then bring me around with smellin smallz. I never made it to Communion as a Catholic, because especially in the day of Latin Masses and churches with no AC, I'd kneel for a long period of time, then stand for a less long period of time, but usually didn't make it out of the pew. The fainting process would begin, & I'd faint in the pew, or faint if I actually made it in line and progressed a few spots, but was usually carried out of the pew unconcious to outside air. As a young girl who wanted to be a nun, I was devastated, because I could never receive communion. Doomed, I thought, for sure.
As a young to mid-adult, it persisted. If I didn't allow myself to gently wake-up (as they due in Eastern cultures), but when the alarm clock rang, would shut it off, & head to the shower. Within a few minutes, I was back lying on my bed because I'd triggered the fainting process & usually miss work that day. Sometimes it happened after a meal in a restaurant, & I'd feel the process begin, excuse myself to the ladies room, wake up on the bathroom floor with people trying to help me. In fact, pre-kids and at home with my now X, I started to faint. Well intentioned, he held me up from under my arm pits to stop from falling, but inadvertently caused my BP to drop so low it resulted in a grand mal seizure. Don't remember a thing about it except waking in an ER in Atlanta.
All of this was mentioned to my docs over the decades, male & female, and almost w/o exception, was told fainting is harmless, it's the fall that could hurt you, blah, blan, blah. Did I have my period? Did I have PMS? Did I have emotional problems? Did I have diabetes? Was I hypoglycemic? Was I depress... the list is endless. But I never bought into it, because after an event, it made me so sick, exhausted, & nauseous the rest of the day, I knew they couldn't be right. And no suggested a thing differently much less show interest.
Finally a turning point came in 1998 when I was 40. I heard one of my kids throwing-up in their short room down a short hallway. I made it half-way there and passed out completely. I decided that day, after decades of living with the fainting syndrome, which alterd my life in many ways, got in the way of taking care of my daughter, AND being 40, I WAS going to get an answer to what this is no matter how much it took. Again, the thing that worried me the most is I never had a 'quick bounce-back' from one off this episodes. Felt tired, headachy, and just icky the remainder of the day.
So, that day, opened the phone book and made an appointment with the most noticeable cardiologist & clinic in the yellow pages...hmmm...never said I was perfect.
So, he scheduled me for 'tilt table test'. Had me sign a consent that should my heat stop, I have them permission to shock my hear with paddles. I was still very skeptical of finding out any results of significance after decades of hearing it was 'a little problem'; messes with your head; their seems to be this unspoken energy in the room I (or anyone else) was a little off my nut, and the symptoms weren't real, but to me.
They strapped me in several places onto a table, turned the lights down, & told me to relax. After 30 minutes of that, for which I was quite relaxed, they raised the table at a 60% level, head up, feet down. I stood there the 1st minute, thinking 'just another wild goose chase', complete waste of time', 'they'll think I'm nuts'.
And then it hit me like a ton of cement, out-of-the-blue. Probably just under a minute. It is the worst feeling; told them I wasn't feeling good, could they please lay my table back, I was feeling hot & sweat...then nothing but blackness.
When I came too, I was quite sick to my stomach. They told me I was out cold in the 2nd fastest time in their records. And that my heart had stopped beating for 6 seconds. They gave me epinefren (sp?) which got my heart beating again, but had to stay in the hospital the rest of the day because my BP & pulse stayed low & wouldn't come up. Explained to lots of docs over the years that's what if felt like, but no one was interested. This doc put me on a combo of an anti-depressant & Beta blocker. I tried the beta blocker in my 20's when doing a treadmill, but in spite of my BP rising with my HB, it just stopped rising, and my BP crashed. Again, no answer for it but to put me on a beta blocker, but about 4 months later, I realized I'd become incredibly depressed & wouldn't take them anymore.
The cardiologist in 1998 said I have "Neuroally Mediated Hypotention"; an electrical malfunction between my brain and heart which told my heard to pump hard when it was empty, causing the fainting; if working correcty, should tell my hear to pump hard to disperse the blood in it if it was fool.
A few years back, around the time the subtle symptoms of PSP were just starting, I went to see a cardiologist in the same group who did the tilt table in '98. I had noticed for somtime my fainting events were no longer following their usual triggers. And, now, the came with no rhyme, reason, and a much shorter window of time when the fainting sensation began. And it worried me. A lot. I had woken up the morning after Christmas before I saw her in which 2 fainting events woke me from sleep and scared me to death. Wanted to call 911. Drenched in sweat w/o relief. Illogically told myself I'd be okay; didn't want to scare the girls. The first wave lasted about 30 minutes; just as I was starting to feel better, got hit by the second wave, again lasting about 30 minutes. I thought it was my day to die. I also had one more, the 1st actually, where it hit me out of the blue while driving to an appointment. Was about a block away, couldn't see, put my car in park with the keys in it, layed down on the pavement and tried to ask for help. Was latter told, I had almost no BP and was the color of a skeleton.
I have been worried for a great while how my fainting comes on much more suddenly, and for no reasons. I've laid on store floors, parking lot floors, on a street, etc. I've been resolute in not letting me completely lose consciousness because I know it's possible my heart can stop. and, please correct me anybody, but it's my understanding that if you brain goes w/o oxygen for 3 minutes, short of a miracle, that's it. Your life is done. So I must say, for as fequently as this happens....at least 6 or more times a week...I've been doing quite a job of not letting myself go, or chancing it. I am simply not ready.
When the E.R. Doc gave me my discharge papers, he clearly attributed my fainting spells and their more recent variations to PSP Progression. Then went on to state his strong opinion of my driving MUST STOP that day; Tuesday.
But his references to my fainting events acting differently over the past few years because of my PSP, references to Nuerally Mediated Hypotension, etc., to me thinking a curious.
Having started fainting at age 3, with great frequency to the present, all of the falls, head injuries, stitches I've received, lost days of work etc....I feel like I'm coming full circle-again. All my life I was told there was nothing I could do about it but avoid my triggers and take more meds, which disagree with me.
It is very late, I'm very tired, but know from my research last night, I've created short cuts for many sites for Nuerally Mediated Hypotension. I just can't pull them together right now. But to my surprise & delight, I found references between this type of fainting & Parkinism-type disorders. Most importantly, and for the 1st time in over 50 years of dealing with fainting events, they are now using pace-makers, with success, to manage to faintin episodes down to few compared dozens.
So this is my plan. I'm seeing my Internist 4-1 to push the pacemaker heavily, knowing there would be much to be done between Point A and B. I see my Nuero the 10th. Doing the same thing with him. Pacemakers are a pretty routine thing, done every day, across the world.
While I can now accept easilier that I am at the end of the road for driving, there's this small hopeful voice in me that should a pacemaker all but make these events go away, there is still a possibility, tho small, I can make small local trips and give me just that bit of independence.
I also know that if I'm fortunate enough to get a pacemaker to manage my fainting events, I still may have to surrender my license due to diminishing eyesight.
But, were I to get one, and it signifcantly managed these unprodictable fainting spells, the quality of my life would still take a giant step forward. After dealing with just that for 50 + decades, what a simple pleasure it would be to go for a walk, or walk in a store, or putter in my gardens without that apprehension in the back of my mind 'is it going to happen today?'
So along with PT, OT, speech therapy which is all still getting sceduled, am still taking my vit D, Co Q10, and Mr. Jones, my daily teaspoon of cocnut oil...
Know this is way too long and it's way too late.....overlook spellings & other things that don't make sense.
What a week it's been. My daughter came home from college for spring break on Fri. Saw an off campus doc Mon the 18th. Was prescribed Amoxicillin for tonsilitis. Practically grew up on it via strep, ear infections, tonsilitis, etc. Picked her up Fri the 29th. So she was 4-5 days into taking it; said her tonsils felt better. But that afternoon, she broke out in a rash of the likes I've never seen. Started on her chest/back. Very itchy. Got a late appt with the family doc. Seriously believed it was an allergic reaction to the RX. Said it didn't matter how many times she'd already taken it, but sometimes the body puts on the brakes and says
STOP! NOW! and will turn on you. Saw 5 different medical professionals. All said the same thing. Severe allergic reaction to that Drug. Tho her last dose was Fri. morning, by Monday night it was EVERYWHERE. From the top of her scalp, to the insides of her ears, all over her face, back, tummy, down her legs to between her feet & on the bottom of her feet. I took her to the hospital Tues morning because she was freaking out over the itching. In the few short miles, whatched it spread from her forearms to the palms of her hands to between her fingers.
Poor girl. The gave her a few bags of good stuff, plus a shot of Benadryl then Lysteral. Feeling better yesterday, so left the rest of the weekend to be with him. She earned it.
And I have been spending Tues night & today dealing with major plumbing problems in our new abode. He's coming back tomorrow cause he thinks he has to tear one ceiling & perhaps 1 wall out to get to the pipes he needs to. About $1K.
So, if I've overextended my welcome for this posting, or if more alert, could've said and maid the same points with a lot less words, sorry...too tired, too much to think about.
Love,
Judy