It has been
just over a year since I wrote about the challenges
A lot has
changed for the better,
but the main issue of obtaining PA Services to be supported to leave my home
has not been resolved. (Yet...)
but the main issue of obtaining PA Services to be supported to leave my home
has not been resolved. (Yet...)
To recap
After I wrote
my account of this senseless and challenging struggle to request to have
autonomy over my care the Journal.ie online newspaper took on
my story. Their edited version was scheduled to go out during the Christmas/New Year
period. As it happened, I ended up in care the days after Christmas.
Taken into care
Both the article in the Journal and the blog post written by my ME
Advocates Ireland colleague Moira about being in care, gained a lot of
attention on social media. They prompted the HSE into action and my care
package was increased to twice one hour of daily care, seven days a week. After nearly two weeks in care I returned
home.
Health in decline
My health had
taken a big dip. Over the coming weeks my care package was increased to
slightly longer hours in the morning. By February I was so ill that I had great
difficulty speaking. It was as if the muscles in my face were unable to perform
their basic function. I ended up in hospital with a suspected stroke. I
remained there for three weeks. A stroke was ruled out, but I had great difficulty
keeping my head up without fainting. Walking even with a walking frame was very
impaired. Speaking and swallowing difficulties remained for months.
Unfortunately,
one of the assessments I had to have was with a Functional Medicine
Psychiatrist, as I was deemed ‘sad’. It cannot be said enough that the
biologically debilitating neurological illness ME cannot be successfully
treated by functional medicine, and the call for an assessment by a functional
medic could only mean that they believed my symptoms were all in my head.
The young
trainee psychiatrist with a beautiful open mind totally understood my account
of the challenges of life with illness. I am not afraid to show my
vulnerability and talk about my life. The medical team must have seen
vulnerability as a weakness, and brought me in to see the main psychiatrist. He
had no interest in my account of having lived with this illness for two decades
and being totally aware of what I am and am not capable of. He drew me a stick
figure, a thought cloud and a bolt of lightning. (I am sorry I didn't ask for
this masterpiece…). In a nutshell, I had to push through my limitations and
have happy thoughts.
As the
hospital is in Cork, and I live in the neighbouring County Waterford, the
discharge nurse could not communicate with my Public Health Nurse (PHN). HSE
logic. I had to exchange contact details between my PHS and medical team. After
three weeks I was discharged, with no idea if I could actually still live
independently. Some of the nurses were worried I would end
up back in hospital in a few days. A temporary increase in care hours was put
in place: Weekdays, morning and evening two hours; and two shorter calls during
weekends. Over the coming weeks the evening call was shortened and moved to a
midday call. Although my care package is reviewed every few months, these hours
are still in place. I am very grateful for the safety this provides and for the
wonderful carers I have.
It has taken eight months to regain some level of well being again, but my health is precarious. The numb feeling in my mouth and resulting speaking and swallowing difficulties remained for months. There are many days I spend mainly inside my home, lying in my recliner chair, or confined to bed. There are days I can enjoy the peace of my garden and have my mind focused on creative pursuits. However, I am now rarely able to leave my home. Certainly not unaided.
It has taken eight months to regain some level of well being again, but my health is precarious. The numb feeling in my mouth and resulting speaking and swallowing difficulties remained for months. There are many days I spend mainly inside my home, lying in my recliner chair, or confined to bed. There are days I can enjoy the peace of my garden and have my mind focused on creative pursuits. However, I am now rarely able to leave my home. Certainly not unaided.
Which brings
me back to the continued request for PA support from Disability Services.
No support to go outside of my home
In May I
repeated my request, and after many emails back and forth I learned which person
in which department would have the ultimate say in whether I would be granted an
assessment from Disability Services with the aim to ask for PA support. If
successful, the day may come for me to escape my four walls with the safety of
PA support.
I never
received a response.
In July I forwarded guidelines from the Department of Health regarding Disability Services. These were obtained through Parliamentary Questions on behalf of ME Advocates Ireland.
(abstract:)
“HSE Disability Services provide personal and social supports based on the needs of the individual, rather than the provision of services base on a specific diagnosis or condition
The Government is committed to providing services and supports for people with disabilities which will empower them to live independent lives, provide greater independence in accessing the services they choose and enhance their ability to tailor the supports required to meet their needs and plan their lives.
Over the past
year I have received many empty promises. For example:
- 22 January: ‘... in relation to other queries [Assessment for PA], I will make enquiries and will revert back with an update once same is available to me...’
- 18th January: ‘... as previously discussed with Corina the local Disability team plan on undertaking a second assessment with Corina...’ [I never had a first assessment]
- No responses to emails 7 and 23 may.
- 3rd July: ‘... is following up on this matter and will revert to you...’
- I wrote again to ask for an update:
- 6 August: ‘ ... is annual leave until 14th August and we will revert with a response on return. Sincere apologies for the delay in responding to you...’
- I wrote again to ask for an update:
- 29 August: ‘... apologies for delay in responding to your below email. The Head of Service for Social Care is following up in terms of the assessment and we will have an update for you in same soon’.
In September I
got fed up with it all. It took me a very long time to totally lose my patience
and I contacted the Complaints Officer again. She had been so helpful to put
the wheels in motion to get me out of care in January. She suggested that at
this stage I would be entitled to contact the Chief Officer, which I did. A few
weeks later I received a promise of an assessment with Disability Services.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Disability Assessment at last, after 20 months of asking
I truly felt
heard. Believed. Understood.
I felt at last
that my story is being circulated by someone within the disability services and not just via my emails, and via
the limited assessment procedures available to the Public Health Nurse. I hoped
I would finally be supported to leave my home. And have control over how I use
my care hours, beyond personal care. I am immensely grateful for the excellent
home care, but I need to go outside my home at times.
I need the
personal support as I need help to get dressed, and when arriving home I would
be so tired that I need to be undressed, and put to bed. I prefer not to ask
friends to do this.
The assessment
was a month ago.
I have not
heard anything since, other than yet again a
promise of a response, when I made an enquiry last week. No response to
follow up email this week.
My thoughts go
from: “was this a ticking boxes exercise and thus fulfilled my request for an
assessment”. To: “they are taking their time to set up a proper care package,
looking at all the identified cracks in the system…”
Maybe, now the
Personal Assistance Services Motion has passed in the Government on 19 November
2019, I will finally get an answer?
The perception that living with illness is a privilege
Some people
suggest that I am lucky to have so much time for my creative life. That I am
privileged to have my house adapted for wheelchair use, to take ownership of a
powered wheelchair and have a loan of a HSE profiling bed (hospital bed). Maybe
I feed this distorted image by sharing images of my creative pursuits? Even if these
images only constitute a few minutes out of a day, or week? I rather share
these visual snippets than the reality of pain, days in bed, at times
loneliness. I tell my experiences through my puppets and other creative
explorations.
I see myself as an advocate for people with ME and other chronic illnesses and disabilities. My quest for care and highlighting these struggles are not just for my own benefit. I hope to have a tiny say in the way people with ME in Ireland continue to hit brick walls.
I might not have the capability to convey politics surrounding ME, but I hope that with sharing snippets of my personal story and my visuals of my creativity I can make a small difference in the lives of my fellow ‘hermits’.
Thank you for
taking the time to read this.
And if I
receive news regarding PA support, I will let you know for sure.
Corina Duyn
Founder member
of MEAI
PS. Soon, I will be sharing thoughts about my most recent
creative explorations in puppetry in more detail on my personal blog. My work can
also be followed on Facebook or Instagram