Joplin: Day 10 A Bruised Banana

To date, the American Red Cross has served over 31,000 meals here in Joplin, and over 45,000 snacks.

I think I feel every one of those in my battered and bruised body.

Bruises that I obtain on disaster sites I like to call "souvenirs", and I have plenty of them on this trip...unfortunately, the number is growing by the day. Legs, arms, knees - even my elbow has a bruise. How does an elbow even get a bruise, anyway?

The last two nights have been very uncomfortable, as my Erythromelalgia has reared up, leaving me with burning hands while I try to sleep. It's so painful at night that I'm losing sleep, as I just can't get my hands to stop from hurting.

Erythromelalgia has triggers, and I seem to be hitting on a lot of them right now...caffeine (I'm sucking down diet soda for energy), sugar (lots of junk food here), excessive physical exercise (duh), and stress (double-duh.)

The work continues, however, and it's 6:15 am in the morning as I write this, getting ready to head out the door for another long, hot, physical day.

I have Saturday afternoon and all day Sunday off - and my family will be driving down to come pick me up for a family wedding that's in a small town about an hour from here. I'm SO looking forward to seeing Hubby and the kids, as well as my parents, siblings and cousins.

That brief visit should be enough to jump start the batteries and let me keep going.

I'm going to look like one sunburnt, bruised banana at the wedding - but hey. I think everyone will cut me some slack, right?!

Peace.

My New Norm

Erythromelalgia.

My new norm.

On Monday, I was in the middle of dealing with my numerous post-vacation piles - laundry, mail, dust, e-mails, etc - when my telephone rang.

I glanced at the number - didn't recognize it - and answered it anyway.

That's because there could always be an adventure just waiting at the other end of the line, so I HAVE to answer phone calls. Let's just say that if I were a cat, curiosity would have killed me a LONG time ago.

The woman on the other end identified herself as Leslie, and it turns out that she is a moderator of a national forum that assists people who are struggling with erythromelalgia. Or, EM for short.

Leslie and I talked for almost an hour...and she was a wealth of information.

Some things I learned:

*EM predominantly strikes caucasian women. That would be me.

*EM predominantly strikes between the ages of 40 and 49. That would be me.

*EM predominantly strikes people of northeastern European descent - which includes Sweden. That would be me.

*EM can affect each person very differently...some people get it in their feet, some their hands, some their faces...in my case, it seems to be predominantly affecting my hands and my lips.

*EM is not curable...but it can be treated (somewhat) by learning the triggers and avoiding them.

After hearing my story, Leslie suggested that besides avoiding alcohol, caffeine and sugar, I should strongly consider a gluten-free diet. Which, actually, has been suggested to me more than once in the past, but I've been too lazy and too unmotivated to educate myself on just how to do that.

She also suggested that, because EM sometimes likes to "piggy-back" on to other diseases, such as ALS or MS, I need to get tested as soon as possible to rule those out.

Leslie's own story with EM is heartbreaking. She was living in New Orleans in 2008 when she noticed her fingers were swelling and burning. After several months of not getting any relief, she eventually went to a doctor, who wrote the world "Erythromelalgia" on a piece of paper and then said, "There. I suggest you become your own advocate on this - because there's not much known about it."

Leslie's EM eventually moved into ALL of her extremities - hands, feet, face, mouth...and her #1 trigger is heat. She's been moving gradually north across the country as her symptoms have gotten worse; she's now considered 100% disabled and is unable to work. She sleeps during the day and goes outside at night, because of the night time coolness.

That? Would suck.

As for me, I didn't do so well last week on avoiding the triggers. Alcohol, sugar AND caffeine were pretty much the norm for me last week in Florida with my girlfriends. I take full responsibility for my actions - I can't blame anyone but myself. I knew I would pay for it, and I did.

Now, its back to reality and it's time to get serious.

Wish me luck.

And if anyone out there has had success going gluten-free, I would LOVE any advice, resources, tidbits, etc you can give me.

P.S. Found a great blog by another EM patient - check out NotSuperHuman.

Peace.