Update
Greetings to everyone (both of you) who read my blog. Actually I continually surprised by the number of people who write emails to say they have been keeping up to date on my progress through this blog. Go figure.
Normally a musician’s blog will be full of neat stuff about upcoming gigs, great new recordings, where to buy the best reed clipper, how to get gigs, how to get a Democrat into the American White House and so on. This blog has, for many many months veered into the personal realm of tracking the progress of a musician’s journey through late career mental illness. I have done this mostly as an extension of my personal journalling (an important exercise for me) as this is highly therapeutic. I also suspect that my experiences might connect with one or two other artists out there who have had similar issues.
Some good news. It appears that a final diagnosis is confirmed (three connected mental health disorders and one physiological issue). I suffer from:
1. depression (first reported on the blog in 2005, I think) which has been eased somewhat through therapy and medication. I would call the depression aspects as mild, although somedays it grabs hold like a starving dog.
2. severe anxiety – this is worsening, but we are working on it. Therapy, strategic ‘exercises’, meditation, and many other approaches along with medication, are having minimal, but I think positive results to date. Nevertheless, this one is much less under control than the depression aspect.
3. Conversion disorder (Motor subtype): Well, if you are going to get something, why not venture off the beaten path and explore something relatively rare. If you haven’t heard of it, the fast explanation is that emotions are erroneously interpreted in the brain and the results are physical manifestations. Stuttering, of control movements of trunk and limbs, tremours.
4. The non-psychiatric issue is hypertension (high blood pressure) which has been an issue throughout all of this. I am receiving medication for it. But readings remain high.
So that is the update on the diagnosis. I just spent one month plus one day in the psychiatric ward at Sunnybrook Hospital (ironically an institution which is exactly as old as I am – 60). My doctors, the occupational therapists, nurses, recreational therapists and all professionals were first rate and moved my recovery forward substantially.
I am not yet able to play or write without a tremendous amount of difficulty (most of it is a kind of psychic pain) and only recently have I been able to listen to SOME music without extreme effort. Its so ironic that the very art form that has been a part of my soul and essence for my entire life, is the one I fear the most. (Go ahead, make your own conclusions, I have mine).
But during my hospital stay one really great afternoon, I discovered to joy of painting in acrylics on canvas. No self-judgement, no self assessment, just a free flow of ideas and, using my parallel composer skills, a bit of continuity and balance. But nothing more. The good news: painting was fun. No bad news.
That’s it for today.
Thanks to all who have written and sent messages of support. When I get through this, I will have many to thank for helping me along the way.
Love
Paul