Cystic Fibrosis |
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My involvement with Cystic Fibrosis
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Illness and uncertainty |
Coping with CF is all about coping with uncertainty. You never know what tomorrow might bring. It is difficult to plan anything in the short or long term. In the short term, a planned holiday or meeting with friends may be disrupted by serious illness brought on by something as trivial as a cold. In the long term, it is hard to be serious about planning your future or even your retirement, when all the popular conceptions of CF are about a disease that is fatal in childhood. |
Employment |
All through my working life I have found people who were willing to ignore my CF and allow me to work on my merits, for which I have been profoundly grateful. However, I have also come across people who were far more interested in what I could not do, than what I could do. My sick leave record over the years has been good, although recently, I have experienced two prolonged bouts of illness keeping me away from work for several months. I am fortunate that my employers look at what I have achieved over that period of time, which is equivalent to any other employee, rather than counting the days that I spend at my desk. Employment for people with illness is becoming progressively more difficult as employers take on more financial responsibility for paying them whilst they are sick. Any illness is seen as a liability, rather than a potential asset. I have always worked harder than I need to because I am aware that as one of the first doctors with CF, people are using me as an example. People with CF want to contribute, to work, to be normal individuals in a normal society. It is frightening and degrading when employers will not allow you to employ your skills, just as it is a constant worry that you will be able to manage should your working days be interrupted, or ended by illness
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Home, Family and Relationships |
Ultimately, all relationships are affected by CF. I am interested in the way in which relationships change as the nature of CF changes. I am also concerned that there is a general assumption among the health care professionals that adults with CF can always live with their parents if they cannot get a mortgage or find a partner. There are a growing number of 40 plus year olds with CF whose parents are elderly and may be infirm. A growing number have no living parents. Parents cannot be assumed to be the carer. Partners may have difficulty if the CF becomes worse and they are suddently expected to become a carer: the beloved partner becomes burden instead of a treasure. The needs of older patients with CF need to be considered: housing needs, financial needs, care needs, and the burden of care they face looking after their own children, and elderly parents and other relatives in addition to their daily treatment regimen. |
Ability and Disability |
There are times when you need to consider ability to do something, and times when you need to make the most of your disability. I have spent all my life making the best of all those things I CAN do, rather than focusing on those things I cannot do. Disability usually means to the general public that you are in a wheelchair. I am allowed to park in the disabled spaces at work, but never do, because I get so frustrated at having to explain my disability to people who see me walking and think I am fully fit. |
Fitness and Exercise |
I am convinced that keeping fit and engaging in sport has significantly enhanced my life. From my teens, I have been involved in sport, sometimes at a high level (county cricket level, club athletics and so on). Keeping fit is a challenge for normal people of my age, but becomes much greater if you have spells when you cannot train because of acute respiratory illness. Training benefits are lost very quickly, particularly aerobic fitness. It is frustrating to have to start all over again, three or four times a year, because of bouts of sickness. Fitness is essential to my lifestyle, so I simply have to grin and bear it each time I re-start training. But at the age of 48 I am still fit enough to do a hour of kickboxing, power step aerobics, swim a mile in 45 minutes, cycle 100 kilometres, and do weight training. This underlines the importance of fitness and exercise, and being very determined to keep fitness levels up, come what may. I have written an article about sport and exercise and CF, which can be obtained from the CFStudy.com web site. |
Being a Doctor and Patient |
It is very difficult being a doctor and a patient. When you are ill, you don't want to take responsibility for your own illness, yet you cannot help it. You cannot help lying in a hospital bed, reacting to colleagues' bleeps, and going through the list of differntial diagnoses from which you might be suffering. You cannot help wondering if your colleagues have forgotten something, however much you trust them. You cannot help wondering if your doctor thinks you are making it all up, using your medical knowledge to fool them. You cannot help noticing the trembling hand and sweaty forehead of the junior doctor sent to take blood from a Consultant. You don't want to ask questions in case your colleagues think you should know the answers. The nurses assume you don't want any help, and are reticent to talk to a Consultant. You don't want to be a bother, so you become a bother by not asking for help. You don't get a shoulder to cry on when you are a doctor. You become a doctor because you care for people, so ifyou are on the open ward, you have to respond to other patients' calls for help. I often end up doing little nursing jobs for people. I even show junior doctors how to put up drips, and nurses how to use the new digital thermometer. You are a patient, but you cannot fraternise or sympathise with patients, because you don't have the energy to answer their questions when they find out you are a doctor. Being a doctor is more than a job, it changes you forever as a person. So you cannot switch it off when you are ill yourself. Colleagues don't really trust you because you are a patient, and might write about your experiences in a patients' newsletter, thus exposing their weaknesses. Fellow patients don't trust you because you have become one of them....you are no longer a proper patient. But being a doctor doesn't stop you hurting, doesn't stop you being breathless, doesn't stop the mental anguish of not knowing whether you will recover, and doesn't stop you being a human being who needs a friend, needs comfort, needs a cuddle and a shoulder to cry on when you are ill. Being a doctor and a patient is very difficult. |
My involvement in voluntary work for CF began very early in life, knitting woolly hats to sell at coffee mornings to raise money for CF research.
The next stage came whilst at Medical School, when I became involved as an inaugural member of the Association of CF Adults (UK). The inaugural committee was a talented and determined group of individuals. We were all determined to something to improve the lot of the adults with CF in the UK. Adults at that time (nearly 20 years ago) were treated as a curiosity. The medical teams were not always sure how to deal with us. Having laboured for years to keep children with CF alive, they were suddenly faced with armies of young people wanting jobs, their own homes, mortgages, cars, life insurance, their own children. It was difficult to know how to deal with adults wanting to be doctors, lawyers, priests, professional sportsmen and women. Young people with CF were suddenly taking off, becoming independent, and exploring the World. Medical teams were faced with the problems of getting nebulisers up the Himalayas or the Amazon jungle. These were problems simply outside their experience, and ACFA felt that a forum was needed where adult patients could share their own information, experience and practical advice.
At the same time, adults with CF were facing considerable problems with things that to others are mundane: getting places in higher education, obtaining employment, obtaining driving licenses, life insurance, mortgages, private pension plans and so on. Much of the difficulty was due to the existing prejudicial thinking that CF was a childrens' disease, and that adults were an exception who would eventually become a liability. I do not think this set of prejudices has been fully overcome 20 years on, although progress has been made.
Finally, those adults who were disabled by their illness were having inordinate difficulties in obtaining social security benefits, since the rules on disability were inflexible, and geared towards those in wheelchairs, ignoring other types of difficulty such as breathlessness.
ACFA set about developing information to distribute to adults, thus empowering them to change things. We also collected information through surveys, and compiled a book based on our own experiences to help those to come. Local group meetings, national and international conferences were organised, newsletters were produced, and the organisation grew in influence, stature and membership. Unfortunately problems due to cross-infection with Burkholderia cepacia severely curtailed activities. At the same time, I was moving on and up in my career, and simply could not spare the time involved to organise activities. So I remained a member, but the older generation has given over to the young, and ACFA has moved on - indeed so much so that because the majority of patients with CF are now adults, its role has been taken over by the CF Trust, and adults with CF have moved into the mainstream.
This does not mean that I do not support the causes of adults with CF. I am frequently invited to speak at meetings on behalf of the CF Trust. These are usually meetings to which adults, parents, doctors and health care professionals, and other interested parties are invited. When I was a teenager, there were very few older patients who could pass on their experiences. The prejudice about CF being a childrens' disease, and the prognosis being poor still remains among the general public. It is hard work to travel and prepare for these meetings, but the look of hope on the faces of young people with CF, parents whose babies have just been diagnosed, and even the health care professionals themselves makes it all worthwhile.
In 1996, I undertook a major challenge, when I did the Three Peaks Walk for CF. This involves walking up the highest mountains in Wales (Snowdon), England (Sca Fell) and Scotland (Ben Nevis) in one weekend. I trained for months for this event, although I was already quite fit. I managed Snowdon well enough, and got to the top of Sca Fell, climbing mostly at night. On the way down from Sca Fell, I fell and twisted my right knee, damaging the cartilage. I managed to walk down, and climb part of the way up Ben Nevis, but the knee was too painful. Despite being 37 years old at the time, and having CF, it was not my lungs that failed me in the end. And despite the injury I raised over 1000 UK pounds for CF research.
I continue to support fundraising for CF whenever I can. Recently Quick Quacks motorcycle club - a club for doctors who ride motorbikes of which I was a founding member - made a donation to the CF Trust.