I have not chosen to bore people by whining about every ache and pain of my 62 year old body on my Journal/Blog, but a major problem has been gradually developing over the course of about the last 3 years that can no longer be ignored, because it seems to be forcing a major change in lifestyle on me.
I have developed a gradual nerve deterioration (motor neuropathy) in my legs, which is accompanied by muscular atrophy. The first symptoms were general clumsiness and a number of trips/falls. At first I thought this was related to balance issues, but it turns out to be more related to in coordination of my legs, particularly my right leg.
Although the onset of this has been very gradual, it started getting noticeably more severe in the autumn of 2005. I was very grateful to have made it through the run of the Christmas Revels without falling down on stage. Since then the condition has worsened, and I'm now just barely able to walk without assistance.
I haven't been able to ride a bike since early September, 2006 though I can still ride my Greenspeed trike, very slowly. Getting on and off and getting clipped in to the pedals is a bit of a challenge.
I've been seeing a neurologist since October, 2005 have had 11 MRIs, one CT scan, two needle EMG tests, a nerve conduction test and a muscle biopsy. The description is "polyradiculoneuropathy", but the cause has still not been determined.
The worst for me was February 2006, when I was very much afraid that it was ALS ("Lou Gehrig's Disease".) Fortunately, the needle EMG and the fact that the symptoms are confined to my legs seems to have pretty much eliminated that as a possibility.
Fortunately, the nerves involved are strictly "motor" nerves, so I am not in any actual pain or discomfort.
October 25, 2006: The neurologist I've been seeing for the past years appears to be stumped, and he referred me to a neurologist#2. He told me that my problem is most likely multiple sclerosis, of the fairly uncommon "primary-progressive" variety.
I really don't mean to be gloomy.
In most ways my life is a dream: after 27 years of marriage, my wife and I are still very much in love.
We've got two great kids, both of whom are doing well in graduate school and appear to be on track toward happy, productive, independent lives.
We live in a comfortable house in a safe neighborhood. I have work that I love and a kind, understanding boss who values my contribution, even though it only comes over the computer keyboard these days, sometimes at the shop, more often from my home.
My condition is a major inconvenience, but doesn't appear to be life-threatening, and there is no pain involved, so I really consider myself a very fortunate person in general.
A friend lent me a cool old walking stick that had belonged to her grandfather, I've started using this intermittently, seems to help.
The experience was predictably unpleasant, though not nearly so unpleasant (nor so long) as the EMG.
The surprising upshot is that draining the 6 vials of fluid seems to have actually made a noticeable improvement in my condition! I was actually able to climb stairs without using the handrail, and am generally less Klutzy with my feet than I have been recently!
I actually commuted on fixed gear today, first time I've been on a fixed gear this year. The right leg still feels a bit funny out of the saddle, and I don't think I'm ready for fixed gear climbing, but my commute is pretty flat, a bit over 3 miles round trip by the route I used today.
I don't need the cane anymore, and can actually climb stairs without holding onto the hand rail again!
I've also done several rides on fixed gear (no hills though) and I'm doing OK there. I'm better able to swing my leg over the saddle, and I'm doing better at getting my feet clipped into the pedals.
The results from the Prednisone were pretty much immediate, can't say that I've noticed any continuous improvement as I go along, but I'm certainly functioning at a higher level than before. Maybe there's "light at the end of the tunnel."
My morale is also much improved. Before this, I was facing a steady decline with no sign of any hope of recovery. The worst was in February when I had pretty much convinced myself that I was in the early stages of ALS. The EMG test pretty much ruled that out, by determining that the problem was indeed localized to the legs.
Also got MRI #7, the noggin again, but this time with gadolinium for contrast...
I stopped off at Belmont Medical Supply and bought a rollator, a Dana-Douglas Nexus III . Looks like a pretty decent unit as these things go (though to a bike person, they all look pretty cheesy.)
Going back and forth from the parking lot, first time I've really used the rollator. It does seem to help, but going down the slope from the main entrance was still kinda scary.
She also put the fear of god into me about my flat feet, and I'm going to bite the bullet and get some orthotics and fancy sneakers, instead of living in my SPD sandals as I have been for the last few years.
Today, I rode to work on the Raleigh Twenty, at least the step-through frame makes it easier to mount. However I felt very unsteady stopping and starting, didn't feel up to riding home, so I got Sonny to give me a ride back.
I'm getting pretty bummed out, but I'm hoping that the spinal tap scheduled for August 16 will bring good news.
Immediate relief! I was able to walk much better, even to go up and down stairs without touching the handrail. In the afternoon I walked all the way around my block, even actually trotting a few steps on a couple of occasions.
My bicycle riding days may be over, I fear. I think I'll be sticking to the Greenspeed tricycle in the future unless my condition improves.
He says people with NPH can't raise their toes as I can, thinks it could still be MS or Lyme Disease or maybe some other infection in the spinal column.
Had trouble getting back up, had to wait for Harriet to get home to help me up.
Saw neurologist #3, this time at Beth Israel/Deaconess Hospital. He seems to think that the M.S. diagnosis isn't quite accurate, says there's "something fishy" and it's either something other than M.S., or somthing else in addition to M.S. He ordered lots of blood work (9 separate vials of blood!) and a new EMG test, which will happen in two weeks. Neurologist #3 is very highly recommended by a friend/customer who is a retired MD.
He said I should taper off on the Prednisone over a period of a couple of weeks. I need to get my medical records to him from MGH for review.
I'm taking some strong anti-inflammatory (Dicoflenac) and have an appointment with an orthopedist for next Wednesday.
The incision on my upper arm isn't particularly painful, but my throat's really sore from where they stuck the tube down it.
I'm told it will likely be a week or 10 days before I get the results of the lab tests.
Harriet came home not too long later and cleaned it up for me. Doesn't appear it will need any stitches...
By 9 pm the bleeding still hadn't stopped, so we went to the emergency room at Newton-Wellesley Hospital. Waited a while before seeing the triage nurse, and she found that the bleeding had stopped, so we went home.
He now thinks that it's arthritis in my neck, pinching a nerve. I asked him if that offered any hope of treatment/cure, and he said I needed to make an appointment to talk to him in person. I haven't yet been able to get that appointment scheduled, waiting to hear back from his receptionist.
The muscle biopsy was negative. It had been called for on the basis of the EMG test, but that test may have been confused by the Prednisone.
Anyway, he's going to try me on a course of IV Immunoglobulin. I'll be going in 5 consecutive days to get it pumped into my arm, we'll see if that helps. Dr. says if that doesn't work, he'll refer me to the B.I.'s top MS specialist...
Hard to tell for sure, but it may have made a very slight improvement in coordination of my legs.
The nurses were really nice!
Still no actual diagnosis.
Neurologist #3 is going to schedule me for another lumbar puncture (spinal tap) see what that does.
I really don't mean to be gloomy.
In most ways my life is a dream: after 27 years of marriage, my wife and I are still very much in love.
We've got two great kids, both of whom are doing well in graduate school and appear to be on track toward happy, productive, independent lives.
We live in a comfortable house in a safe neighborhood. I have work that I love and a kind, understanding boss who values my contribution, even though it only comes over the computer keyboard these days, sometimes at the shop, more often from my home.
My condition is a major inconvenience, but doesn't appear to be life-threatening, and there is no pain involved, so I really consider myself a very fortunate person in general.
I have not noticed any particular vision problems aside from my long-established astigmatism. Neurologist #3 expects the results of the test to be available late next week.
This was the first time I've actually used my new electric scooter, it was a big help getting from the parking lot to the lab at Beth Israel.
I carried my collapsible cane in a modified water bottle. The cane made it a lot easier to straddle the bike. To do so, I need to lean the bike way over, to be able to get my leg over the saddle. Turns out the step-through design of the Twenty doesn't give me a low enough step over to be of use.
For getting off the bike, I lay it flat on the ground, again using the cane to balance as I step over it.
At the halfway point I tried lowering the saddle a couple of inches. I'm not sure if that helps with starting/stopping or not, though it does make it easier to swing my leg over so I can straddle the bike.
Aside from starting/stopping, it felt really good to be on two wheels again!
Unfortunately, starting and stopping was really scary with even very light traffic. I think I'll stick to the trike for a while longer, try to build up more strength in my legs before trying two wheels again.
I've long had a bit of a premonition of falling down those stairs from the second floor, where I need to pass by a fairly narrow area exiting my bedroom and crossing to the open library area where my iMac lives...
Progressive Spastic Parapherisis . This is a genetic mutation, they actually know which gene, sometimes called the "spaston gene."
Argung against this diagnosis is the relatively fast progression of the condition. Two years ago I was basically fine, now I can just barely walk without a cane, and am at high risk for falling.
Another possibility is, of all things, a copper deficiency!
Bood was taken to test some of these things, and I'm scheduled for two more evoked response EEGs: Median and Tibial (Somatosensory.) This will involve administering electric shocks and measuring response speed. I think it has to do with confirming/ruling out MS. I go in for this test on June 22.
N#4 said there's no chance of improvement in my condition, the damage is done, even if they are able to cure the underlying cause and arrest my deterioration.
He also suggested that I try out a WalkAide . This is a high tech electronic gadget that would strap to my right leg, and it would detect the motion of my stride. It zaps one of the muscles to make the front of my right foot lift up as it swings forward, so it won't catch on the ground. (This has been a major cause of falls for me, so this could be a help, though it won't help the generally poor motor control.
I'm to be fitted for one of these next week, I'll give it a try for a while before committing...it's evidently quite expensive and not covered by insurance.
There's a possibility I might get to try one out for a few months as part of a clinical trial, and maybe more experience with it will convince me it's worth the price.
It definitely helps a bit in straight-ahead walking on a level surface. Doesn't noticeably help me on stairs or for turning, backing up.
When I got back to the trailhead, I fell down trying to get into the toilet. Fortunately there was a group of cyclists there (a couple of 'em fans of my site!) and they were able to help me get back up on my feet again, also helped me put the trike back up onto the back of the Pontiac. I was weak enough from the ride that I'm not sure I could have done either without their assistance.
Had another fall , walking from the kitchen into the living room carrying my dinner. Landed on my face, mainly my left cheek. Also got a cut lip.
Tasha got my dinner.
This was the first time recently I've taken a major fall while alone at home. I have been particularly concerned about that due to the question of how I could ever get myself upright again without assistance.
As it turns out, I was able to roll over onto my back, then wriggle across to the foot of the stairs. Then I was able to hoist myself up onto a step, then a second step, and to get back on my feet. The first attempt failed as my belt got hung up on the edge of the bottom step...I was afraid I would have had to phone a neighbor for assistance, but after a bit of a rest, the second attempt was successful.
Several readers have encouraged me to pursue the Lyme Disease possibility by talking with a Lyme Disease specialist. I've been trying to make an appointment with one, finally got a call back and have an appointment to see one on September 18.
I've tested negative for Lyme on three occasions, but that test is notoriously inaccurate. My symptoms are not typical of either MS or Lyme, but seem to be more Lyme-like than MSesque.
Bought a second cane to match my blue one, this one for left-hand grip. I'm finding that walking with 2 canes is working a lot better for me. I've also ordered another folding cane to match the brown one I already have.
The blue canes have high-tech form-fitted hand grips, a lot easier on the hands, but sometimes I need the compactibility of the folding ones, especially when traveling on my trike.
Also, I usually keep the folding cane on the second floor, and the non-folding one on the first floor. The canes are not any help on the stairs, and actually interfere with getting a good grip on the banister, so it's easiest to have one on each floor...or, soon, two on each floor.
I've had knee collapses before, but have always been able to recover before totally losing my balance. This was super fast. It is also the first time I've fallen while standing still, which is rather alarming...hope it doesn't become a habit!
The good news is that this type of MS is very unlikely to spread ot my upper body, so I don't need to worry about mental imparement or loss of the ability to communicate.
I'm going to be going in two days a week for therapy for a while, starting next week. She also suggested a possible yoga class at the local JCC that is geared to MS patients, I'm going to look into that...
I'm starting on 5 mg 3 times a day, and I'm to up the dose to 10 x 3 in a week if no problems result.
So far it does seem to be helping a bit. I was actually able to cross my legs without needing to use my hands to lift the leg up over the opposite knee!
No side effects noticed so far.
Coming home I slipped in the snow on the landing of the front steps and got painfully stuck in a semi-kneeling position with my left foot being twisted very hard outward. I yelled loudly for help, and fortunately my next-door neighbor came to my assistance and helped me get back up onto my feet.
It looks as if this would cause me to be bedridden for several weeks, as I'm unable to get out of bed without using both arms, and I'm also unable to walk without using both arms for canes or crutches.
Looks like I would need to get a power wheelchair just to get around the house while recuperating, and even so I would be housebound since there are 9 steps to get out the front door.
Maybe I'll just have to live with it. I am trying to get another appointment to discuss non-surgical options.
I had a bout of this a few months back but it went away after a while. Hope it does so again this time.
Last Updated: by Harriet Fell