September 9, 2021 - One decade... be present.

It’s been a decade since I got sick. I didn’t know then, that night, that my life was dramatically changed. I’ve done therapies, and they’ve...

May 5th 2015 When my challenges really began, and music

There's another medical piece to my story, the part that actually started before I got sick, and ultimately got my diagnoses of MAV and CI.  Back on Dec. 10th 2010, after going to bed on the 9th with a slightly sore (just in one spot) left wrist, I woke up with my left wrist so badly swollen I couldn't move my hand.  I was beyond freaked out!  I was terrified.  Not only could I not play my flute, I couldn't use my hand.  What I learned about a week and a half later, after visiting a hand specialist, was that I had Pseudogout in my left wrist.  I was given a cortisone shot in my wrist, and all was supposed to be well in a couple weeks.   Instead, I eventually ended up with a blocked nerve.  Despite physical therapy, I also developed Bilateral (both hands) Carpal Tunnel Syndrome, and both hands required surgery. 

I had surgery on my left hand in May of 2011 (about two weeks before my younger daughters' Bat Mitzvah!) and my right hand in the Fall of 2011 - about two months after I'd gotten sick.  I've mentioned a voice recognition software program called Dragon Naturally Speaking, and I used this program to start writing.  I created a site called My Journey Back to Music, which I started with the help of my daughter Leena.   Leena and I had picked the site name because I was working at getting back to playing my flute.   The earliest posts on this current site - Visible Person, Invisible Problem - were taken from my old Journey site.

Hands are very important, not only for regular tasks, but also obviously personally so that I can play my flute.  It was horrible not being able to use my hands.  As grateful as I was to have Dragon, I hated always having to talk to my computer.  Due to my vision disorder, I still use Dragon, both as a backup if I occasionally don't want to type, so that I can make jumps in documents from beginning to end, eliminating the need to scroll, and for a good deal of mouse clicking.  The physical rehab I did for my hands was challenging.  But getting sick, and being diagnosed with MAV and BCI, presented even bigger challenges.  Getting sick, and then being diagnosed with invisible disorders made my goal of playing my flute again seem more like a pipe dream. I've realized that in some ways I'm still on the same journey.  Except now I wouldn't call it my journey BACK to music; it's now turned into my journey WITH music. 

I listened to a ton of music when I first started having trouble with my hands, and my goal was always to be able to play again, pain free.  I was now dealing with dizziness and disequilibrium.  I talked to Joyce (I began Feldenkrais before vision therapy) about my music, about playing and teaching flute.  She understood early on how important music was for me, what an integral part of my life it was, that it was and is part of who I am.  I made it clear how vital it was to me to be able to play without dizziness, without balance problems.   Not necessarily for lengthy periods, but initially just to be able to play again.  Once I started my vision therapy, I also spoke quite a bit with Ann about my music.   She also understands how important music, and playing my flute, is to me.  We've talked about the various visual challenges, especially reading sheet music. 

I've mentioned my hormone changes in previous posts.   I don't know if my illness was also in any way triggered by the neurological problems in my hands.  My guess is that if I asked a couple of neurologists, I'd get different opinions; one might say absolutely not, the other might say everything is connected, and once your body is stressed, it's more likely that something else will happen.  I DO think that how music is taught, how we treat our bodies, needs to change.  There are far too many musicians, and I'll venture to say people in general, who ignore or deny discomfort until their bodies scream at them to PAY ATTENTION!  I have now learned to warm up, loosen up my body, prior to playing my flute.  I pay much more attention to how I am breathing, and what moves when I breathe.  I am learning to listen to my body, when I'm making music, AND simply moving through my day. 

Instruments have never been, unfortunately, designed with the optimal functioning of the human body in mind.  Musical instruments are designed to make beautiful music, sometimes seemingly at the expense of the person using the instrument.  But I firmly believe now that beautiful music does NOT have to come with the price of pain and injury.  I've seen occasional articles about this online, and I think things are starting to change.  There's much more info about the benefits of music and the brain, and why music matters for everyone, whether you're a professional, an amateur, or somewhere in between.   When people listen to music, and especially when we use our bodies to make music, so much of ourselves - both motor skills and brain activity - is involved.  Everything is connected, and music should never cause trauma.  It should only be for self expression, shared experiences, healing, and learning.  

I've never brought my flute to a vision therapy session, but I've shown Ann sheet music.  We talk about how to work through different challenges, such as using my reading glasses.  Sometimes I bring my flute to my Feldenkrais sessions, and Joyce works with me while I play for a few minutes.  We talk about body position and breathing.  I know I'll be having more conversations with both of them about my flute.   I'm committed to keeping my flute in my life, to keep on making music, without compromising my health in any way. 

I've met some other adults on Facebook who have vision disorders, as well as who have MAV, but each of us has something unique to our story, our journey.   Because I don't know anyone who has gone through exactly what I'm going through, I learn as I go.  I never would have imagined when I woke up with a severely swollen left hand, all the twists and turns that lay ahead.  I had no idea I was going to get sick.  But as I begin my third year of vision therapy, and my fourth year of Feldenkrais therapy, I DO know that music is, and will remain an integral part of my journey.


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April 30th 2015 About music - universal and personal

I've been thinking a lot about music.  I want to focus on who I am beyond my invisible disorders, and DO things related to that, and music is definitely a big part of who I am.  Music is not just a universal language; it's an experience everyone can share.  I have so many memories tied to music - that I've played, or sung, or music I've listened to.  Whatever was going on in my life seems to be linked to music.  You don't have to be talented to appreciate music, you just have to find music that speaks to you, fits your mood, or even makes you feel like dancing.  I have songs on my iPod that I have listened to dozens of times - not an exaggeration!

Having Lovely here made me think about music, because everyone can understand, appreciate music.  Even when there's a language barrier - which is more obvious now that she's back in France, and can't DO anything with us - there's loads of music she can listen to.  Lovely enjoyed listening to me playing my flute the few times she heard me on the weekend.  I did NOT do it like a performance - I'm not ready for that -  but I wanted to play as I always do, each day, even though she was here.  So I did, and she gave me a thumbs up.  I wanted to connect with Lovely on Facebook so I sent her a link to my YouTube channel.  I'll occasionally send her other videos as well.

There's a wealth of all kinds of music available online now via YouTube, and lots of wonderful music themed videos.  When I saw the news about the death of Jonathan Crombie, the actor who played Gilbert Blythe in the Anne of Green Gables series I loved, I looked up A of GG videos on YouTube.  There are a number of videos and most of them have really pretty music in the background.  I've also watched loads of Harry Potter videos set to wonderful songs.  Music is like a magic thread that ties everything together.

I always notice how music is used in movies... it's hard to imagine movies without music.  I finally saw the movie Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, based on the book by the same name.  Remembering 9/11 stirred up a music memory.  We took the girls to Tom Chapin kids' concerts at Ravinia for a number of years.  I found myself remembering singing Tom Chapin's song "This Pretty Planet" with Leena about a month after 9/11.... it was just a moment that flowed one day, that I've never forgotten.  

I have loads of wonderful musical memories from Kol Hadash Humanistic Congregation, which my family and I have belonged to now for 13 years.  Music is always a key element in services, whether it's the informal setting of Sukkot, or much more formal Kol Nidre at Yom Kippur.  I remember playing my flute at a few Shabbat services, something I'm not currently doing, but still a special memory.  If I were to try to imagine my wedding, or the girls Bat Mitzvahs, or Chanukah parties without music, it would be like there was a strange silence, a missing soundtrack.

I've been trying to read sheet music every week with my glasses.  It's a goal I set myself because I want to expand the music that's accessible to me.  I'm keeping the music pretty simple for now.  And I'm also trying to sound out some new, simple songs.   Once I figure out the starting note, that's really helpful.   And I try to figure out what key it's in.... sometimes it's just frustrating, but then I figure something out, and think "hey, that's it!" and it's really cool.  So satisfying to hear the song come to life, hear the right notes come out of my flute... and then I try to repeat so that it eventually feels natural.  My fingers start to know which note comes next.

I've also been thinking about what I like to DO with my music.... and that led me to think about goals.  And that sometimes goals need to be adjusted, but don't have to evaporate.  Like eventually doing another video for my YouTube channel - a simpler video, that's visually less demanding, but still doable.  A video that focuses on a favorite piece of music or two.  Just me and my flute.  And playing with another musician... I used to get together with a couple flutists regularly and I really enjoyed it.  Someday I want to do that again... I won't be playing fancy music at first, nor will I play for a long time.  But even a little bit, with some laughter thrown in, would be wonderful.

And then of course there's teaching a child, or an adult to play a flute.  I really loved doing that.   It's really wonderful, magical when they play the first real note, or realize they're actually playing a simple bit of music - a stanza or two.  Doing that again with even one student would feel so good.  Leena commented that she thought I was improving, which surprised me.  But I realized that not only do I try to play every day, but I'm working hard at breaking old bad habits.  I'm learning to really pay attention to breathing.  And I've learned to listen, because I have to.  Sometimes I just play and let my fingers go, and a sound may surprise me.  And everything, especially being a better listener means, I think, being a better teacher. 


I could worry about what might happen, because life does have a way sometimes of throwing a monkey wrench into plans.  But I can't let that kind of thinking, worrying about "what ifs" keep me from setting goals.  You have to - I have to - set goals.  Dreaming is nice, but setting goals means you actually have a plan.  I strongly believe that being functional is important, but function that builds towards a purpose feels better.  I don't want to set myself any deadlines for when I'll be playing duets, or recording a video or teaching someone how to play the flute.  I just know that I'll be working towards those goals, and that there will be lots of very small steps along the way.  But every little step builds on the one that came before it.

For anyone who wants to take a look, here's a link to my YouTube Channel -
https://www.youtube.com/user/cool09VIDeos1

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April 22nd 2015 My thoughts as we all say goodbye to Lovely

Lovely is leaving today.  Ron drove Cara and Lovely -  with her luggage - to school this morning.   Lovely and the other students stored it all in a classroom, and will spend the morning with their respective correspondents.  Then we'll say goodbye to Lovely at the high school after the pizza party lunch.  I'll bring my own food - pizza has all kinds of migraine triggers for me!

I knew that having her as a houseguest - even though she has not been difficult, and has gotten to be good friends with the girls - would be a challenge.  I wrote about the challenges in my last post.  What I didn't expect was that she would make me think about what life would be like if I were healthy.

It's not because *she* is healthy, nor that her older sister -  25 and living in Paris - is healthy.  It's because her parents Evelyne and Yves are both healthy.  I also know that I know other families in which the parents are both healthy, but having someone living with us for two weeks brought it into sharper focus for me.  I believe that it would have been impossible for me to have a houseguest whose mother is healthy, and not think at ALL about what a different picture might look like.

Lovely's done some traveling, including going to China.  Lovely and Leena and Cara had a conversation once about whether or not they like being on planes.  Despite turbulence, etc. the conclusion they agreed on was that planes are good because you can travel to places that are far away, and that makes it worthwhile.  I know that for many people travel is fairly common, whether by plane or car, but conversations about travel make me feel very sad.  It's painful to think about people I can't visit, places I can't go.  Traveling, beyond a one hour car ride to my parents - which I'm grateful I can handle - is not possible for me right now.  Of course travel costs money, but if you're healthy, you can have a paying job.  Having some kind of paying job is not an option for me right now. 

It's not just about travel.  I find myself wondering what it would be like, how my life, and our lifestyle would be different if I didn't have my invisible disorders.  It feels a bit like a fantasy, a sort of day dream, letting myself think about myself completely healthy.  I get wistful, thinking about being able to do things more easily, and about not having to miss out on doing things.  I know that while I have a hard time dealing with noise, it's too quiet in the house when everyone has gone to something, and I am home alone.  And I've come to believe that I may never get used to missing out on stuff, that I will always feel moments of sadness.

I picture a family, in this case Lovely's -  a family in which no one has to think about management and coping, and all the myriad STUFF I have to think about.  I know on some level Ron and the girls are much more used to having a wife/mother with invisible disorders.  And I know that there are many other people with invisible disorders figuring out all the time how to manage.  I also know that many of those people have families, AND I know that living by myself would be immeasurably more difficult.  I'm really not saying this so that people will feel sorry for me - it's just a reality I've been thinking about. 

I've also thought about how different it is to live in Central Europe, in a  relatively small town (Rodez) two hours away from a city - Toulouse in Lovely's case.  Leena commented that even though Deerfield isn't a huge suburb of Chicago, you can go from one community to another so easily that our community feels bigger than it is.  Some differences are just that, differences - neither good nor bad.  But I'm grateful that we live in a suburb of a large metro area because I wouldn't have the resources I do - even somewhere else in the States - or it would be much more difficult for me to have access to what I need.

Hopefully Ron, Leena and Cara appreciate my efforts, given my invisible disorders.  I'm proud of Leena and Cara in particular for being such good hosts - I know they have a closer relationship with Lovely than is typical of students with their correspondent. Even with the challenges, I'll miss Lovely - I know Leena and Cara will be very sad to say goodbye, and I know that they will all, thanks to our high tech world, remain connected.  And in the end, I'll be able to say I did it, and I'm proud of myself for that.  I remind myself - again - that I'm working all the time to make progress.  And that I must, must, MUST use my sadness and frustration as motivation to keep working.  I'm doing my rehab all the time to be able to do more, and I'm glad I took this challenge.  I won't have to look back and wish I had said "yes, we'll host." 


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