Living with Scleroderma

Reflections on the Messy Complexity of Chronicity

managing chronic disease

Checking Up

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Since I’ve returned home from our trip to Germany, I’ve had a lot of doctor’s appointments. Not because I’ve had an emergency or other complications. Just because my schedule fell out this way. Every so often during the year, the appointments stack up, like planes over Logan.

So, I’ve had an echocardiogram at BMC, a follow-up with my periodontist about my tooth extraction and pending implant, a check-up with my BMC pulmonologist #1 who follows me for interstitial lung disease, a check-up with my NP gynocologist, and a meeting with my new local rheumatologist, since my previous one left the practice. Later this week I have a check-up with my BMC rheumatologist, and next week appointments with my BMC pulmonologist #2 who follows me for Type 2 pulmonary hypertension, and with my podiatrist on the South Shore who saves my feet. I have a bookmark sticky note in my planner to remember to schedule a few tests for the fall, before the next round of visits.

Then I get a break for a few months, assuming all goes well.

It’s a lot of driving and time, and it can get tedious and exhausting. This is a complex disease that involves a lot of details and coordination of care. But I’m grateful that I have an outstanding team in place here at home and an hour-or-so-depending-on-traffic-away in Boston and environs. I’ve been dealing with scleroderma and its various manifestations for more than four decades, so it’s just all part of the rhythms of my life.

I’m also grateful that our gerontology team makes house-calls.

Stay well, all.

Evelyn Herwitz blogs weekly about living fully with chronic disease, the inside of baseballs, turtles and frogs, J.S. Bach, the meaning of life and whatever else she happens to be thinking about at livingwithscleroderma.com. Please view Privacy Policy here.

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Taking a Break

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I am happy to report that I got through my extraction of a resorbed tooth with no complications last Wednesday—no fun, but it’s done. So I was able to get my spring Covid shot on Friday, also without complications. My lungs have cleared from pneumonia,and I caught up a bit on rest over the weekend, along with enjoying a lovely Mother’s Day visit with my eldest in Boston. My finger ulcer heals slowly, but at least it continues to heal.

I’m also happy to report that my acting debut, a scene from The Glass Menagerie by Tennessee Williams last Monday night, was a success. First time I’ve performed in a play since the sixth grade, and I remembered all my lines (no small feat, giving how much harder it is to remember stuff at this age, especially with scleroderma brain fog).

And so, I will be taking a few weeks off for the rest of the month, to recharge. I’ll be back on this blog in June. In the meantime, Dear Reader, I wish you good health, good medical care, and that you make the most of each moment.

Evelyn Herwitz blogs weekly about living fully with chronic disease, the inside of baseballs, turtles and frogs, J.S. Bach, the meaning of life and whatever else she happens to be thinking about at livingwithscleroderma.com. Please view Privacy Policy here.

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Rough Patch

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So, what I thought was “just” allergies last week turned out to be more complicated. When our geriatrics nurse practitioner came to our home for a check-up last week, she carefully listened to my lungs and informed me that I had not developed bronchitis, as I’d thought. No, I had pneumonia.

What? That was not on my bingo card. Glad she caught it before it got even worse. I started antibiotics that afternoon, and within a few days I was starting to feel like myself again. Thank goodness, because I was getting pretty worried about where all this was headed.

Also, on Monday night I had my acting class performance—first time on stage since elementary school, a scene from Tennessee Williams’s The Glass Menagerie. We’ve been rehearsing for months, and I sure didn’t want to have to miss it. (I’m writing on Monday afternoon, so fingers crossed all goes well.)

Next on the medical agenda is a tooth extraction on Wednesday and prep for another implant. So, yet another reason I need to get past this whole respiratory episode. The tooth is definitely failing, getting more sensitive, so it really can’t wait much longer.

Then on Thursday, it’s back to the Wound Clinic to check on my slowly healing ulcer. It’s improving gradually, but needs a lot of TLC.

When all that’s done, I need to get my spring Covid vax, I hope on Friday, if all goes according to plan. We’re traveling again soon, so all this has to be wrapped up by the end of the week.

Meanwhile, Al caught whatever I had that wasn’t allergies, and is doing better but still recovering.

Of course, it could always be worse. But this has been one rough patch. Here’s hoping we’re both finally on the mend.

Evelyn Herwitz blogs weekly about living fully with chronic disease, the inside of baseballs, turtles and frogs, J.S. Bach, the meaning of life and whatever else she happens to be thinking about at livingwithscleroderma.com. Please view Privacy Policy here.

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Good Grief

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I really could use a break, right about now. It’s gorgeous outside, a medley of pink and white blossoms, chartreuse young leaves, sunny forsythias, bright red tulips, dainty violets. But I can’t go outside for my walks to revel in spring’s beauty because I’m having one monster allergic reaction to all the associated pollen. I think maple trees are the main culprit, because this happens to me every year, now, when they start to flower. I have been congested and coughing for more than a week.

This is complicated by the fact that I can’t take any OTC decongestants because they will raise my blood pressure. Antihistamines help, as do expectorants and cough surpressants, but it’s really not enough. Can’t use saline rinses because they tend to make my nose bleed. Very frustrating. Had to skip a theater performance this weekend because I was coughing so much, I didn’t want to be THAT annoying audience member.

Then there is the latest dental issue. I’ve written over the years of how I have a delightful complication of scleroderma that causes the roots of my teeth to resorb. Every few years another one gives out, and I have to start the long and expensive process of getting another implant. A few weeks ago, one more tooth that my dentist has been monitoring for years decided that its time is up. The extraction is scheduled for next Wednesday, giving me a week to recover before some planned travel.

At least my left index finger is slowly healing. Two visits to our hospital’s Wound Clinic were very helpful, and between steroid ointment to reduce the inflammation and some petroleum-jelly-infused wound dressing, it is inching along. But it requires a lot more patience than I’ve been feeling, of late. Like I said, I really could use a break from all this mishegas.

And so, Dear Reader, thanks for letting me rant. It’s just been one of those days.

Evelyn Herwitz blogs weekly about living fully with chronic disease, the inside of baseballs, turtles and frogs, J.S. Bach, the meaning of life and whatever else she happens to be thinking about at livingwithscleroderma.com. Please view Privacy Policy here.

Adventures with Antibiotics

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Now that my blood pressure seems to be, thankfully, calming down, the next frontier is healing the infection in my left ring finger. As I’ve written recently, this has been going on for a couple of months, now. Two multi-week courses of Minocyline perhaps helped, but not enough to really clear the infection.

So, last Monday, I met with an infectious disease specialist to get some help. Finding a broad spectrum antibiotic for me is complicated, because I am allergic to a variety of treatments. This physician is a colleague of the ID doc I had switched to a couple of years ago, after my longtime specialist retired. The new doc was away, so I was scheduled to meet her. A good thing, as it turned out, because she is very empathetic and understood immediately what the problem was. She put me on a ten-day course of levoquin, which I had successfully used a couple of years ago for a severe digital ulcer infection.

Levoquin has a number of potential side effects. The most serious involve tendon inflammation and risk of tearing or rupture, especially the Achilles tendon. So far, thank goodness, that hasn’t happened. But, the evening I took the first dose, I discovered another side effect—insomnia. I simply could not fall asleep until after 4:30 a.m. While tossing and turning and looking up the drug’s impact on sleep (sure enough, I was not losing my mind), I also learned that you should not take ibuprofen with levoquin, because it can increase risk of seizures. I take ibuprofen daily to manage join pain.

So, the next morning, I wrote to my new ID specialist, told her what had happened, and asked about ibuprofen. While she was surprised about my sleep disruption (I always have rare side effects), she double checked and concurred that I should stop the ibuprofen while on this antibiotic and switch to acetaminophen to manage pain. Now, acetaminophen is fine for pain relief, but it does not treat inflammations.

This became readily apparent that night. I began to experience nerve pain in my infected ring finger and the middle finger next to it, which apparently had picked up some of the infection. Again, I struggled to sleep, and I could barely concentrate the next day. Finally, I gave up, contacted my geriatrics team which serves as my PCP, and my NP gave me a scrip for gabapentin to control the nerve pain.

I have not had to take this drug since 2017, when my hands fell apart and I needed hand surgery. It is strong. It makes me loopy and groggy. It exacerbates my blurred vision from Sjogrens. The side effects ease as my body adjusts, but it packs a punch. It also, thank goodness, brought my nerve pain under control. Would this have been unnecessary had I taken an antibiotic that wasn’t contraindicated with ibuprofen? I have no idea.

At least the gabapentin is helping me sleep. And keeping the nerve pain at bay. The levoquin appears to be helping, but I’ll be glad to complete this course and get back on ibuprofen. I have an appointment next week at the Wound Clinic at our hospital to find out how to heal the skin and grow back the nail on my finger—and, I hope, some new ways to prevent this from happening again.

Managing scleroderma is complicated. I’ve learned enough over the years that when I meet a new medical professional, I’m often asked if I am one myself. I’m grateful that I have access to excellent care and that, at least for now, my Medicare still covers it all (another topic for another time). I also am grateful that I can adv0cate for myself effectively. But it is exhausting. Doctors are overworked and miss stuff. You have to pay attention and do your research and speak up. There is no other option.

Evelyn Herwitz blogs weekly about living fully with chronic disease, the inside of baseballs, turtles and frogs, J.S. Bach, the meaning of life and whatever else she happens to be thinking about at livingwithscleroderma.com. Please view Privacy Policy here.

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