MDA – The road less traveled

Fight for a Cure

Today is World Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy Day. This is the first year I have heard of a day being devoted to DMD and perhaps it has to do with the Jerry Lewis Telethon no longer being aired.

Most people do not know what Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy is. Many people have mistaken it for Multiple Sclerosis, which is also a neuromuscular disease but is not the same. DMD is a genetic disease when muscules are missing a protein called dystrophin. Without this protein, muscles cannot fully develop and they eventually start to deteriorate. Unlike other types of MD, Duchennes attacks muscules all over the body, not just the legs. The arms become weak, along with shoulder, abdominal and back muscles. Being the monster that this disease is, it also goes for vital organs, such as the heart and weakens muscules that help us to breathe, such as the diaphragm. Many boys succomb to the disease from pneumonia or heart failure. As back muscles weaken, scoliosis sets in, making surgery necessary. Without spinal fusion, which is very risky and involves a titanium rod being put into the back so it can be kept straight, the spine continues to compress which makes it difficult to breathe and puts stress on the heart. Many of the boys have to use ventillators to aide in breathing earlier on without the spinal fusion.

Muscles that we take for granted to aide us in our balance so we can sit up straight deteriorate making it impossible to sit on a chair without support. Without the ability to stand, many families use special lift systems to help transfer their kids from bed to chair and even to use the bathroom.

Duchenne MD takes on its full form in males. My mother has a more aggressive mutation of DMD and she has lost a lot of muscle in her legs and arms. She has fallen and injured herself and we are looking at making modifications to her home in the future to insure her health and safety. I have symptoms but they are not as severe as my mothers and I hope I can keep them at bay by being proactive with a plant based diet and plenty of walking. We recently found out that my youngest sister has the disease and it was passed on to my 10 month old nephew.

Me, my sister Sonja who is also a carrier and Damian who has been recently diagnosed with DMD

Duchenne MD, along with many other neuromuscular diseases, takes a tremendous emotional and financial toll on families. The spinal fusion surgery is a six figure procedure and a power wheelchair can cost well over $15,000.00. This doesn’t account for lost wages because unless a good caregiver is available, one parent has to stay home to care for their son. There are also regular visits to the cardiologist and pulmonoligist along with physical therapy.

We lost our oldest son, Christian, in 2014 to this disease. His heart became too weak and he had a great deal of trouble breathing. My other son, Andrew, continues to deal with the ongoing weakness and complications related to DMD. He has days when he is in a great deal of pain and most boys cannot take large amounts of painkillers because of the side effects.

Christian had to spend a great deal of his last year tilted to control his pain.

The Jerry Lewis MDA telethon has raised millions to aide in research so we can find a cure to this disease, along with other neuromuscular diseases. It was heartbreaking to hear about the end of the telethon. We now have to think outside of the box for ways to raise more awareness and to continue to fight for a cure. There are several different methods being studied with some actually showing improvement for some of our boys. It still has a way to go but we must not lose hope. I, along with many other mothers and fathers that have to live with this disease every single day, do not want this day to be lost among the other fun, national holidays – National Hug Your Cat Day or National Pizza Day. Please donate to your local MDA events, such as Fill the Boot and the MDA lockups to support statewide summer camps and MDA Clinics. The clinics are very important, especially for people who live in such a spread out state like Montana.

We have had to watch the boys lose friends from MDA camp and in turn fear for their own future. I have created a Facebook group so us moms can support each other during difficult times and give each other ideas as the disease progresses. With enough awareness and scientific research we can beat this disease and give our boys hope.

Long Time No Post

I must admit I was a bit shocked when I saw how long it had been since my last blog post. I have read in more that one place that we have to make time to do the things that matter or we will never do them. We also must not wait until everything is perfect before we pursue our dreams. Our lives are ever-changing but our dreams remain in our hearts. I have a dream of writing a book about my sons and their daily battle with Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy. A book that I hope will inspire people to donate to the MDA and reach out to families afflicted with devastating, neuromuscular diseases.

So much has changed since my last post. After over 10 years of being a full-time caregiver for my sons, I am back at work. Not just any place of employment but the very company that I left to care for my sons. I feel tremendously blessed to be rehired. Even with blessings, it’s easy to still experience moments of fear and doubt. Questions circled in my mind such as wondering if I would remember everything. There is also the social aspect of working outside of the home that I have been missing for far too long. It has been fun seeing people who I haven’t seen in years, literally. It has been difficult not seeing my son as much but this change enables us to be a healthier and happier family.

October 27th marked the one year anniversary since Christian passed away. I honestly thought it would be beneficial for me to go to work and with this year being the first one, I didn’t know what to expect. Let’s just say I had to go home. Being with my family made the day easier to bear for all of us. This fall has been painful. As I have been watching the leaves turn and fall off of the trees and the sun shine at a different angle, I have been flashing back to our last few weeks with Christian. The good Lord has given me the comfort and strength I need to keep putting one foot in front of the other. One sign of the healing that has taken place over the last year is the little moments of joy that fill my heart at the most simple of things. A squirrel greeted me on one of my courthouse runs with a mouthful of leaves. A house finch called to me from under a car in the parking lot behind the treasurer’s office. A pigeon greeted me above the door before I went inside. The simplest of sights are the most beautiful.

I had to remind myself lately that going back to work full-time does not mean I have to stop pursuing my dreams. We can always carve out a little time every day to write, play a song on the piano or take a 30 minute walk. I would love to hear about your dreams and I will keep you posted on mine. I have a piano that I would love to start playing again but with most things, I will need to take baby steps. I read a blog post by Tsh Oxenreider (theartofsimple.net) about not setting goals too big or it sets us up to fail. It’s far easier to exceed a goal that’s simpler and realistic. Wise words!

I will keep getting back up!

Drew patiently awaits his name being called to go back to see the lung doctor.

These critters have looked down on us every six months for as long as I can remember.

This wall hanging with the names of other patients is always a comfort to look at.

Drew is getting ready for his spirometry test with a plug over his nose.

Drew had his 6 month check up this morning with his heart and lung doctors. We had to get an early start on things and jet across town by 8:30. The sun was shining and we were in good spirits. We expected to hear good news based on Drew’s energy level and overall well being.

Drew had his heart echo first. The boys have been seeing Dr. Ruggerie since they were small, shortly after their diagnosis of Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy. He treated Christian up until he passed last October. Unfortunately, after less than a year after losing Christian, we found out today that Drew’s heart and lung function numbers have decreased. We know how this disease progresses and have had this told to us in the past about Christian, but it still doesn’t prepare us or make it any easier. The heart is a muscle and muscles in our chest help us to breathe. Duchenne’s affects all of the muscles in the body. It doesn’t pick and choose, doesn’t affect only the face, legs or hands. At times, I think this disease is a monster.

Oh, sure, I could curl up in a ball and give up. Yell. Get mad. I would rather get back up, dust myself off, and keep fighting for Christian, who I know would want me to keep fighting, for Drew, my husband, my mother and for all of the boys and families dealing with this devastating disease.

The more I see this disease affecting my son and my mother, and especially after losing Christian last October, the more I want to do something to help, educate people and keep fighting for a cure. Okay. Here it is. I want to write a book. This scares the crap out of me but I know it needs to be done, especially after I found out the telethon has been discontinued. I don’t have a writing degree or any kind of education that pertains to writing a book but I have lived it. I have seen my boys learn to walk but eventually lose that ability. I have seen them fall, I have heard the awful things other kids have said to them. I have seen them go through the surgeries, humiliation, raw fear, pain and suffering. I don’t know how to begin but writing in this blog and sharing my heart with all of you is the first step. Thank you so much for reading my blog and walking with me on this journey. This book needs to be written.

Fill the Boot for the MDA!

Picture_0029 — Christian had a great time visiting the fire station in 2003.

On July 23rd I was blessed to have my opinion piece published in the Great Falls Tribune. Source Fill the boot for MDA was taking place and I wanted to help in any way I could. Many people may not realize that the national telethon has been discontinued. When I first heard this I was devastated. Source One of the first things I asked myself was how are we going to find a cure and help these kids keep going to clinics and summer camp? More people are donating funds via social media (think Ice Bucket Challenge) and perhaps this avenue will be less expensive than airing it on television. All I knew was I wanted to get something out there to encourage people to donate. Click on the above link to read my article in the Great Falls Tribune. We need to spread the word about the MDA – what they stand for, who they help, why these kiddos need help and how people can continue to support them.

Leaving for Summer Camp_0741 — The boys getting ready to board the bus for MDA camp in 2004.

Over the years, as funds have dwindled and costs have increased, finding camp counselors has also become a challenge. It is not unheard of for counselors to arrive at the MDA camp from other states. Christian made friends with a young man from Chicago one year. He also made a friend for life, Ryan Clinch, who was his counselor for several years and was also a counselor for Drew a couple of times.

I hope you enjoy my article and if you see a MDA Fill the Boot event near you, please spread the word and help out if you can. Our boys look forward to attending camp every summer and the generous donations of so many loving, caring people make it possible!