Running in Circles

Robert has had bronchitis at least four times this year (yep, we added one more) and even when he hasn’t been “officially” diagnosed with it, he has a great deal of congestion.  The past few months he has been sleeping in on the weekends until 11:00, 11:30 – even noon.  Through the week he wakes up early to get ready for Day Program but he is exhausted and sleepy throughout the day. 

Cherishing these moments

It is a constant battle keeping him out of the hospital.

I am grateful we had his dental work done and think this has contributed to his not being hospitalized this year.  His teeth problems were creating wonderful, little hiding places for nasty bacteria which was all too happy to visit his lungs when was sick. 

Robert: 1; Bacteria: 0.

With each new or persistent symptom I talk to his primary doctor, his pulmonary doctor or his neurologist. Usually all three.

Robert is on the new med (Trileptal) which has caused numerous side-effects. I want him off of the medication – we have given it a very good shot and it’s time to end this trial.  The neurologist (or at least his nurse practitioner) questions whether or not these symptoms are from the bronchitis.  That is a fair point because many of the side-effects are what happens when Robert is sick (mainly the crankiness and instability).  The other symptoms we are dealing with are extreme gum sensitivity (and, no, I am not brushing his teeth too hard) and excessive saliva. 

I want Robert off of the medication but the neurologist wants me to keep it the same until his appointment in July.

July!  Robert has to wait a month to get off this med?  Ugh! I don’t know if I can do that.

Instead, I lowered the dose to the previous “step” and am carefully watching for any increase in seizures.  I haven’t noticed a change so will keep him on the super low dose until we see the neurologist in one month.  I just have to do something before July.  Robert’s Day Program is calling me telling me he is sleeping all the time and can barely walk. 

There’s a definite problem.

The pulmonary doctor saw Robert a few months ago when he was on a much stronger dose of the Trileptal and Robert was sound asleep during that appointment. The pulmonary doc didn’t think that was good for Robert since he has trouble breathing deeply and that is contributing to his recurring lung infections. 

Yet the neurologist wants to keep him on it. I am open to keeping him on a lower dose if we can sort through the symptoms and figure out what is causing what.

Medication side-effects or Battle of the Bacteria?  I am at a loss.

Whenever Robert gets to the point of running a fever during all this congestion, I call the primary doctor or take him in.  Robert grabs a chair in the corner and promptly falls asleep. The primary doctor walks in the office, takes one look at us and is clearly frustrated. He too is at a loss.

He wrings his hands and basically tells me he doesn’t know what to do for Robert. I agree that we don’t want him on a lot of antibiotics.  The PCP looks in Robert’s direction, looks at Robert’s chart, looks at me, looks at the computer, looks at his phone and then punts to the pulmonary doctor.   

I initially ignore the obvious reluctance of the PCP to deal with any of this.  I tell him that Robert has been producing a great deal of saliva lately and he has also started doing this choking/gasping thing so I ask the PCP if this could be caused by the Trileptal or if it’s from his congestion.

Can someone please help me sort through these symptoms?

Could this excessive saliva cause him to choke since he has already been diagnosed with a swallow issue?  I remind the PCP Robert is on a modified diet because of the swallow disorder.

PCP checks his phone, looks at the computer and tells me Depakote creates excessive saliva.  “He’s on that, right? That’s probably the cause.” He was almost giddy with excitement that he found an answer.

Really?  Because he’s been on Depakote since the beginning of time and the saliva problem only started recently.

The PCP was visibly dejected.  I kind of felt bad bursting his bubble.

Robert was still asleep in the corner.

“Okay, then check with the neurologist about the saliva,” he says.

What about the gasping/choking?

“I will write a referral for Robert to see an ENT.”

Oh great.  Another specialist.  Another doctor to punt to.

We left the PCP’s office and a few days later (on Sunday) Robert started running a fever, had low blood pressure and a high pulse rate. All of his typical signs of an infection.

No! The Bacteria Battle will not be lost.

I checked his vitals almost hourly and stayed home with him on Monday. He slept in until well past noon, even with me rousting him to frequently take his vitals. He no longer had a fever and his vitals were better but I called the pulmonary doctor since his mucus was still greenish. I completely bypassed the PCP but the PCP seems to want me to bypass him so I do not feel any guilt about this at all.

The pulmonary doctor’s advice nurse told me to take him in to the PCP. 

Seriously, I am going to lose my mind if one more doctor tells me they don’t know and to take him to another doctor.

Instead, I took a deep breath and explained that I did that the previous Wednesday and he punted to pulmonary.  I gave her the run-down of the mucus color, vitals, etc. and she said she’d talk to the doctor and get back to me.  At least she was sympathy to my predicament.

When Robert finally woke up on Monday, he was exceptionally cranky.  When he told me to “shut up” I instituted a new rule: you use bad language or call people names you do not get ice cream or dessert. I empathized with him and told him I realized he didn’t feel well and the medications are causing behavior problems but we still have to live by the rules of the house.  One of those rules is that we are not rude and we do not say “shut up.”

Since Robert tends to have the short-term memory of a gnat, I told him I would write down when he behaved that way and I will show him my notes if he disputes whether or not he can have dessert. 

“I understand.”  We’ll see once I have to tell him he doesn’t get dessert.

I know he’s not well, I know he’s on this medication which is affecting his behavior but he has to stop being rude. If I have to pull out the Rocky Road ice cream card then so be it! (I feel awful about doing this but I am trying to change his behavior and dessert is very, very important to him.)

Speaking of, I think I could use some chocolate right about now.

Thankfully, Robert has some moments of fun and laughter but mostly he is sleepy and irritable.  It’s pretty bad when I am elated to hear one of his silly jokes.

After a couple of days the pulmonary nurse called me back and said the doctor prescribed antibiotics for Robert.  As much as I don’t want Robert becoming resistant to antibiotics I am thrilled that someone is giving me a lifeline. I am hoping this round will kick whatever infection he has and allows him to feel – well, excellent. 

I really want more days of him having fun. (For his sake and ours!)

The lower dose of the Trileptal has not helped his irritability, excessive saliva or his balance/walking issues but there is less gum sensitivity.  That’s something and at least there has not been a significant increase in his seizures on the lower dose.

I will keep him on this dose until I just can’t take it anymore or until his July appointment (whichever comes first).  Robert has an appointment with the ENT next week and is on the antibiotics for ten days. 

Something has to work!

In the meantime, I am getting dizzy from running in circles between all of these doctors.

I just want to know what exactly is wrong, what is causing all of this and how we can fix it.

I want to fix this.  That’s it.  I want to win the Battle. 

Is that too much to ask?