Friday 26 June 2020

LOSING A LOVED ONE TO ILLNESS

Bonjour, 

This blog is dedicated to Lotta Wirström (from Sweden).  


During the month of awareness in May 2020 I came across a few very sad stories. 

This one is especially sad and a hard story to write about . This could so easily  have been my story. There are so many similarities. 

BUT I feel it's important to share such stories like this no matter how sad or difficult to read. We need to increase awareness and better understanding of this cruel illness and how it robs people of loved ones. 

I was contacted by her husband Göran Wirström after he read my poems.
I write this with his help and permission to share Lotta's story. 

Before Lotta became ill she worked in a retirement home and a kindergarten. She had one son who was born in 1987 but separated from the father in 1990 and was a single mother for many years.   

In 1996 Lotta became ill with mononucleosis. This may be a predisposing factor for M.E. 

In 1999 Lotta was diagnosed with M.E. (Myalgic Encephalomyeltis). 

Luckily she met a doctor who said I think you have a disease called M.E. so Lotta was sent to a hospital and there was a specialist in pain and also knew about M.E. The doctor's name is Birgitta Evengård a professor of infectious medicine

At first Lotta only had mild M.E. 

In 2005 she met and married Göran Wirström


They had a few precious years when they were able to travel although Lotta had to rest a lot. 

She was an amazing talented and creative woman 

She made lots of drawings


She also made lots of jewellery 




In 2008 she bought a horse and could ride very slowly with the help of her husband. In 2012 it was the last time she rode her horse. Here in this short video she is with her horse and her beautiful granddaughter 


  
Lotta's M.E. became more severe and in 2016 they heard about the Rituximab  treatment in Stavanger Norway. She stopped after the 4th treatment as she felt that she wasn't getting any better. 

By 2019 Lotta developed anxiety and panic attacks and could not sleep. All her symptoms became worse and increased. She could no longer stand light or sounds. She could not watch tv or use her Ipad. She couldn't do anything. 
Her husband told me that the during the last year she was lying in a dark room with earmuffs and a blindfold. Her skin was burning like fire so I couldn't touch her. We couldn't speak to each other. 



By the end of 2019 Lotta tried to commit suicide. Her husband barely dared to leave home for fear that Lotta would harm herself. 

I've written a poem in trying to express how Lotta must have felt. 
Göran told me that it's like Lotta's words 


In January 2020 they applied to a psychiatric ward at Danderyds Hospital in order to get some antidepressant medication for Lotta. She was given an antidepressant but like many with M.E., including myself, Lotta was intolerant to the medication and had terrible side effects. The doctor then talked about electric shock treatment. Lotta was understandably very frightened. Fortunately her husband managed to get her away from that hospital but it affected her badly.  

This is what she wrote on the 13th January 

"HELP! Psych has been forced to take care of me because I didn't want to take a medicine that made me really much worse in my illness. Interpretation that I am just lying in bed like I am seriously depressive and now want to give me electric shocks. Gonna deteriorate my already serious condition"

"The Galen doctor sent me to st:Göran but well there I got a second opinion from a wonderful elderly female doctor and she didn't understand anything when I told her. Took all the powers I have to talk for my cause and a huge adrenaline impact and just to sit up in a chair... Now I dare not think about what happens to my body and brain How much more care destroyed... will come suffer a lot and not be able to write more here... Panicked, but it went well, pooh" 

This was her last entry on Facebook. 

It was not long after that when Lotta finally succeeded in taking her life in a most dreadful way - too dreadful and upsetting to share the details.         

Lotta was only 53. 

She was the first of three M.E. sufferers to take their life in just over a week. 

The total lack of care and understanding in Sweden seems to be behind these suicides. 


It's hardly surprising that I'm sitting here in tears as I write this blog but it has to be done. 

Lotta's story must be told and the loss that her husband and her family are now suffering. 

Lotta must have felt that she was beyond help 


The incidence of suicide seems to be higher in people with M.E. and CFS than that of the general population. There are various possible causes for this. 
  • lack of support and  resources 
  • a lack of understanding
  • inadequate treatment or the lack of treatment
  • loss of self 
  • loss of jobs, homes, relationships
  • feeling trapped
  • illness induced stress 
  • isolation 
  • chronic pain
  • secondary depression 
  • a tortuous life
  • loss of hope 
  • a poor quality of life 
If you or anyone you know with M.E. or anyone with a chronic illness please seek out help. 

M.E. International has some good resources for help in finding support. 

They also have a link to International suicide hotlines


Contacting the Samaritans is another option. This is one that I've used myself in the past. 

Although I never met you Lotta you were a fellow M.E. warrior and a beautiful person. May you rest in peace and your loss be for nothing. 



À bientôt
from the French Femme

xxx



Monday 15 June 2020

I PUSHED TOO FAR

Bonjour, 

As many of you know throughout May 2020 I shared one of my poems every day to raise M.E. awareness and better understanding. 

This year I didn't share as widely as last year as it took a serious toll on my level of health. It's a really hard and challenging task to complete.Both last year and this year I nearly gave up but with some wonderful support I carried out my promise

Anyway the top five poems for this year were as follows 

  1. I pushed too far
  2. M.E. Groundhog Day
  3. Pretend
  4. Turn the clocks back 
  5. Sadness 
You can see and share my poems from my Facebook Page, Twitter, Instagram and Pinterest.

Feel free to share any of my poems at any time. Although there is a lot more M.E. awareness raising and sharing in May it can and must continue throughout the year. 

So this is the winning poem and it seemed to resonate with so many people 



This is a common scenario for many of us who become ill with M.E. especially at the debut of the illness. At that stage we most likely have no idea what is wrong with us and diagnosis can be difficult and long. I had to wait a year before I was given a diagnosis and I’ve heard of cases of where people have to wait much longer than that.

Even when I had a diagnosis I had little help or advice apart to do graded exercise.
So I pushed myself despite how I felt and despite the pain. I knew next to nothing about M.E.
In my ignorance I probably pushed myself too much and for too long, hoping that one day I would recover. I also had a mortgage and bills to pay. I was a single mother. I couldn’t afford to stop working. So I did everything to stay in work. Now I wonder at what cost.
How many of you have made the same mistake and pushed yourself too far at the beginning of your illness? How many of you have been forced to continue working? How many feel that you have caused permanent and lasting damage?
In the early stages of the illness we are most likely clueless and with little or next to no help. Maybe now with the internet and social media people are better informed. I had an unsympathetic doctor and only one book for guidance.
I now know in hindsight and from what I have learnt in later years that lots of rest in the early stages of the illness is likely to lead to a better prognosis. If only I had known that before!
In the early stages we are unlikely to know

• That PEM will occur after physical or cognitive exertion
• That prolonged physical and/or cognitive exertion will
   cause a relapse
• That relapse can last weeks, months or years
• A relapse may become severe and permanent
• How to pace
• That we need to rest, rest and rest
• The amount of rest we need
I’ve taken a few quotes from the superb book ‘Shattered, life with M.E.’ by Lynn Michell who echoes what I have experienced and write about in my poems.
https://www.amazon.co.uk/Shattered-M-Dr-Lynn-M…/…/0007155034
“Anecdotal evidence suggests that those who get an early diagnosis and who rest thoroughly in the first months stand a better chance of an early and full recovery.
But people with M.E. do not know that the harder they push, the more likely they are to propel themselves into a more profound version of the illness. Only with the wisdom of hindsight and armed with more information can they say, ‘If only I had known, I would have rested more and I might not be so ill now’.
Others struggle on because they are the breadwinners and fight off the alternative of exchanging financial security for the subsistence living of disability benefits – assuming they are granted them. Others struggle because they have young children or are single parents.
Their determination to carry on was finally thwarted when their symptoms overwhelmed and defeated them. “

It just remains to say a big THANK YOU for all those who have shared my poems and please continue to do so. 

 À bientôt
from the French Femme

xxx