What would be your reaction if the pretty lady making a major
sales pitch to a board room full of potential investors met you in the
bathrooms afterwards and told you she needed to change her diaper? I was
similarly taken aback on a Saturday afternoon seated in a cosy living room with
a dozen ladies from all walks of life.
I spent the day being educated by patients about what exactly
it entails to live with multiple sclerosis. Judy* was probably the most
outspoken person in the room. She had no qualms talking about her need to use
diapers. After all, she spent weeks in hospital, totally incapacitated and on
total nursing care at the time of her diagnosis. She must be the go-to person
when seeking to compare different brands of adult diapers in the supermarket.
Judy explains that having a medical background has its
downside. Waking up in the intensive care unit to find all manner of tubes
coming out of every orifice is no joke. It makes you know that you have just
cheated death. She survived the ordeal painfully while doctors worked to
establish a diagnosis. When it eventually came, she wished she had never woken
up.
It was a long and nerve-wracking journey to recovery. One
peppered with many difficult moments when she thought of giving up. This is a
sentiment echoed by many in the room. Each one has had a moment when suicidal
thoughts crossed their minds. Yes, the effect is savage, to the body and most
certainly to the spirit.
How can it not be? When you find yourself forgetting little
important things; when your mind seemingly takes ages to process simple
instructions; when you go on emotional roller-coaster moments consisting of
hopeful, happy times alternating with tearful, angry ones and you can’t shake
it off.
The disease consumes your being. You become a case rather
than a woman. A woman who craves sexual intimacy with your husband but he has
seen you teetering on the brink of death, he is so scared of touching you as he
thinks you are too fragile you might break. Your libido is in the dumps and you
no longer feel attractive.
As a woman, you learn to devise ingenious ways to reclaim
what is rightfully yours. However, you know you are missing out on the best
part of it because the wretched MS did a number on your sensory function and
your genital region neither perceives nor responds to touch. This is when
vaginal lubricants become a staple on your bedside drawer.
Lucy’s* biggest concern during intimacy is not whether she is
enjoying the experience but rather whether her anal sphincter will hold. Accidentally
passing wind or even a bit of stool is a very real possibility and she cannot
imagine how her boyfriend would react.
Jessica* is the odd one out. While the rest are mourning the
death of their libido, hers is shooting off the Richter scale. Her partner has
expressed concern and it is beginning to bother her. The rest ogle at her with
envy. Sally* is even more worried. Despite not having MS, her husband does. He
has struggled with sexual dysfunction for years now and she is seeking help.
Dora* is 28 and wondering about her chances of ever being a
mother. Though the disease does not impact her fertility, the cytotoxic agents
that her doctor is sometimes forced to prescribe are a real threat to her
ovaries. In addition, she has to contend with a much higher chance of a
complicated delivery that may necessitate surgery or instrumentation at
childbirth.
As everyone shares their challenge amid peals of laughter,
yes one survival tactic that they have all learnt is good humour, a common
challenge emerges. There is an obvious gap in the holistic care of multiple
sclerosis patients. The key specialist is the neurologist. These are a scarce
resource in Kenya. Most of the ladies in the room are under the care of the
same leading professor currently.
The good professor has been their solid rock when death
beckons, fighting for the restoration of their health. However, beyond teaming
up with critical care intensivists and physiotherapists, little else is catered
for.
Few anesthetists are comfortable with expected complications
of multiple sclerosis patients undergoing anesthesia. One wrong painkiller and
the patient would be back to ICU on life support. As Judy puts it with a lot of
mirth, even the good old Professor did not know how to respond to her questions
on sexuality. She knows that all the hyped sex experts on television cannot
help her as they are not coming from a background of science.
Holistic care for these amazing women requires to incorporate
neurologists, intensivists, radiologists, pathologists, physical and
occupational therapists, gynaecologists, gastro-enterologists, psychiatrists
and counselling psychologists. The whole team must work in tandem to ensure
that it is not just the disease on treatment but rather, the patient as an
individual whose medical needs are being fully addressed.
As we struggle to tame the disease, what good is it to keep
our patients stable if we then go ahead and deny them an opportunity to be
productive? One of the biggest social challenge they face is work
discrimination. Many have lost their jobs because the employer fails to see
past their challenges. This is despite them being highly skilled and experienced
in their various professions. They tend to hold back this information from
potential employers, especially when it is not asked of, just so they can have
a shot at proving they are valuable.
You would think that with the constitution advocating for the
rights of persons with disabilities and gender balance, they would stand a
chance at putting their skills to use. This is not the case. Several of them
have been jobless for months, yet they still wake up daily with hope that
tomorrow will be better. How they see themselves is what matters, not what the
world sees. This is their mantra.
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