Here are some of my thoughts on what the medical community doesn’t understand about the effects of narcolepsy as the illness progresses. Most studies indicate that narcoleptics’ symptoms tend to improve as they get older and get on the right medications. Initially, I agree with these studies. Anti-depressants, amphetamine based medications and ADHD medications can help the narcoleptic hold down a job, stay focused in school, stay awake during the day, etc. However, I don’t believe any studies have focused on what happens as the narcoleptic gets older or, in the case of women, go through menopause. I am a living example of someone who was a functioning narcoleptic for many, many years. Taking my medications diligently, holding down a demanding job and keeping my family together through sheer will and determination.
But, something happened to me.
My medications stopped working and I totally freaked out. Then, I tried some new generation medications (like Nuvigil and Xyrem) that made me feel terrible. I was awake but I was fatigued beyond anything I have ever experienced. For years, I knew that in order to keep functioning I would have to “make up” sleep when I got home from work and over the weekends. This strategy wasn’t working anymore.
I started to have daily panic attacks. Panic attacks make you feel like you are on the verge of dying. I hid my symptoms to the best of my abilities until I could no longer face the day. A mixture of severe symptomology and depression shut me down to where I could no longer work. I think my neurologist was scratching her head wondering why I was reporting such severe symptoms when I was clearly trying every medication to help me stay awake, getting better quality sleep with a CPAP machine, exercising, eating right. Perhaps, there is a hormonal component that has not been discovered as yet, but I was completely shut down emotionally, physically and spiritually.
Whenever I thought about my future, I despaired over my limitations. I struggled with guilt and sadness over leaving my job —- a deserter, a quitter — that’s what I am. That’s what I was. I struggled over my relationships with my husband and children. They could see I was getting worse and it made them mad. Why now? Why aren’t you taking care of yourself? What’s the matter with you?
I don’t have the answers. As a matter of fact, I lost about 25 lbs. and was exercising daily while my health started to fail. When I came back from a trip to Europe with my husband and some of my siblings, my whole world view came crashing down around me. I really thought I was dying. (depression?) I couldn’t focus on my work. I was walking around with my eyes closed because they hurt so much. I was always in a brain fog. I dreaded the drive home from work because I didn’t think I was going to be able to stay awake. Maybe I would crash my car into a tree. Maybe I would kill someone and have to live with that for the rest of my life.
Like I said, I don’t have the answers. Does anyone in the medical community have the answers? Is there something I’m missing? I am worse now than I ever was in my entire adult life. Why now? These are the questions that haunt me. Should I be believed by the medical community? Are my symptoms the result of some psychological impairment? Why am I chronically fatigued now? Why do I have to plan a one hour outing to the stores like I’m going on an extended trip? (Making sure I'm rested, that my medication is working properly, etc.) Why do I have to stop what I’m doing and leave the cart in the store when my fatigue sets in — so deep, so intense I actually feel like I am walking in leaden shoes. This is insane. By all accounts, the medical community believes I should be getting better. Well, either they are misinformed or I am a nut. What do you think?