Pull the mattress to the lounge!

This past weekend was a tough one.  It gave me a wake-up call, a shock & reminded me that I do still have Myasthenia Gravis – no matter how hard I try convince myself that I am Superwoman in regular clothing.

We have been quite hectic lately with so much going on – I work a full day, then on top of that we have been attending a marriage course; doctor’s appointments an hour away; engagement parties; baby showers; birthdays; kitchen teas; farewells; weddings and just general life.

I have been determined to have a social life & not miss out on everything around me; but I think it has just been too much for me.  I noticed that my talking was going down last week, but I thought it was just perhaps because it was THAT time of the month.  It usually does affect me, but this month was worse than normal, with a definite lack of energy & I was battling to talk & swallow.  I just felt pap!

There were many plans for this weekend & I was looking forward to each & every event that I had been invited to.  Unfortunately, by Saturday midday I could feel my body starting to give my signs that it wasn’t happy.  I was slurring my words quite badly, & eating my lunch took me over half an hour.  I couldn’t smile properly & I felt a bit faint.  I thought maybe it was just due to the late night on Friday & fell asleep at our friends’ house whilst “playing poker”.

Sunday was an early start as we were on duty at church & we are in charge of the breakfast team – i.e. we couldn’t be late!  I could feel I wasn’t myself & really struggled to talk to the patrons that I was serving.  My legs felt terribly weak, & I had to physically pick them up in order to go up the stairs.  I couldn’t pick up anything heavy, & when I did I felt like I was going to drop it almost straight away as my fingers couldn’t get a firm grip.  It was awful.  There is no way to explain it to anyone, except maybe those who have had a really hard workout & have fatigued their muscles beyond what is “normal”.  Even that doesn’t properly explain the weakness associated with MG – and it gets progressively worse the harder you try to just “push through it”.

I also hate letting on just how grim I am feeling.  I try so hard to keep a smile on my face & not let people see my weakness.  I tell my husband & he is also good at helping me & covering up my lack of abilities at that moment in time.  We tried to have breakfast at church but after what felt like an hour of battling through, I eventually gave up & had to throw my cold food away.

We got home (with me almost falling asleep in the car – something that hasn’t happened in ages) & husband pulled our mattress into the lounge so we could watch movies together & just chill.  I don’t think I even lasted 20 minutes before passing out!  I woke up 2 hours later to have a quick snack then climbed straight back into bed & woke up 4 hours later – with husband gently stroking my face & telling me I need to take my medicine as it was already overdue.

I missed out a kitchen tea & baby shower this weekend which makes me very sad.  But at the same time, I don’t think I would have coped with these events & it would have ended badly.  I honestly feel if I hadn’t slept away the whole of yesterday I would have ended up back in hospital.

It is so frustrating knowing I am not coping.  And that I cannot keep up with “normal” life.  I hate the fact that Myasthenia Gravis dictates what I can & cannot do.  I am worried because I know that CellCept helps me & does make me stronger & able to cope with life, but then I cannot have children for at least 6 months after stopping it.  I have to decide on my priorities & listen to my body.  I need to be strong & healthy to have a baby, & husband & I have said as soon as I have had a baby I will go back onto CellCept & build up my strength once more.

I wish I was strong & healthy.  I wish I could cope with a full day of work without wanting to collapse on my way home.  I wish I didn’t have to miss out on major events in my friends lives & that I could have a normal conversation without people without struggling to form every word.  The struggle of daily activities is getting to me at the moment & I sometimes feel like curling up in a ball & having a good cry.  I feel like I am not coping too well at the moment, but yesterday’s sleep made the world of difference to me.  Perhaps that’s what I need at the end of every week?  Maybe I need to slow down & take a step back from life for a while.  I wish that I could cope with a full day of work.  I wish I could actually talk like I used to – without the slurring, problems, & difficulties.  I wish my hands were strong, my legs able to walk & my eyes able to close.  I wish I could smile a full, happy smile; & not look like I am snarling at people.

I am trying so hard to stay positive & keep a smile on my face.  I don’t want people to worry about me, or to simply see me as “the sick one”.  What should I do?  What CAN I do?