I’m happy to report that Dylan has continued seizure-free. This suggests the medication he has been prescribed is a good starting point for managing the epilepsy. Equally, the absence of episodes could be linked to the fact that Dylan has been able to resume some of his regular activities. Certainly, he seems to be less stressed than he was a year ago. In this blog I share some Christmas updates and reflect on the continuing impact of coronavirus on Dylan.
Canaries
Coal miners carried caged canaries into underground tunnels as the birds would alert them to the presence of noxious gases. I think of Dylan as a sort of ‘pit canary’ for the environments we have to negotiate in our daily lives. If a place or situation triggers ‘behaviours’ in him then It might suggest that there is something stressful about the circumstances which could potentially unsettle any of us.
Dylan has no ‘filter’ so if he finds an environment uncomfortable or threatening he will express his feelings through behaviours ranging from mild (jumping and pacing), to moderate (smashing or ripping) or extreme (hurting himself or others). Those of us who are not autistic and learning disabled know that it is not acceptable to bite someone or smash crockery but it doesn’t mean we experience the world as any less stressful than Dylan. I’d hazard I’m not alone in having felt like smashing a few plates over the last couple of years.
Living in the age of pandemic will be taking a toll on all of us. Observing Dylan’s unfiltered physical and emotional reactions to the environment leads me to reflect on the impact of managing our stress and anxiety through internalising rather than externalising behaviours. Perhaps someone should set up jumping, tearing and plate-smashing arenas where we can self-regulate as Dylan does.
Testing Times
Speaking of Arenas, I was relieved to be able to take Dylan to his beloved Disney-on-Ice at Sheffield Arena last month. It’s become an annual Christmas tradition for Dylan and one that he missed terribly in 2020 when it was cancelled due to Covid-19. I optimistically bought tickets for this year’s show and crossed my skates that it would go ahead.
On the run-up to the performance all seemed well so we included it on Dylan’s programme and allowed him to feel the anticipation he experiences so intensely. To my dismay, just days before Dylan was due to attend the show, new regulations meant that all ticket holders would have to provide proof of C-19 vaccination or a negative Lateral Flow Test (LFT). Dylan has refused all attempts at vaccination and we had never attempted to test him for C-19, assuming he would not consent to a process which is physically invasive and can be experienced as distressing. I was beside myself. What to do? I dreaded the meltdown that would ensue if I told Dylan that Disney-on-Ice was ‘closed’ after all.
I received daily texts from the venue reminding ticket-holders of the requirement to provide proof of Covid-19 status and including additional guidelines such as the need for an LFT to have been reported and notified to a mobile phone. A test kit showing a negative result would not be acceptable. Part of me was concerned that this new world was one from which Dylan (and those like him) would be excluded. Having spent the last few months returning to his regular activities, would Dylan now find himself locked out of some of the things he likes to do because his disability means he can’t provide the necessary documentation? The other part of me was determined to get him in.
The only option seemed to be to persuade Dylan to cooperate with an LFT. So, a week before the event I got Dylan to watch me testing myself and to copy everything I did. To my surprise he was quite comfortable swabbing the back of his throat – more reluctant to insert the swab in his nose but able to do enough to get a valid reading. This was an exciting breakthrough. If we could test Dylan regularly this would not only open up opportunities for activities but enable informed decisions about managing Dylan’s health care.
On the day of the performance I was nervous about whether Dylan would be willing to take a test for a second time but he cooperated beautifully. This was not the end of my anxiety about getting Dylan into Disney-on-Ice that evening, however. Having reported Dylan’s negative result in the afternoon, it had still not been notified to my phone by the time of the show. I tried reporting again, and the care home submitted an additional report, but still nothing. I was a bag of nerves, checking my phone and thinking how terrible it would be if having encouraged Dylan to cooperate with the testing process he was denied admission. To my huge relief, however, Covid-19 status wasn’t checked at the gates that evening.
Notification of Dylan’s test result was finally delivered to my phone five hours after I reported. I guess on a Friday night the system was log-jammed with people like us, needing proof of a negative LFT. The stress and anxiety I experienced getting Dylan into the Arena were worth it, however. Dylan spent the performance on the edge of his seat, clapping enthusiastically (in appropriate places) especially for his beloved Ariel and the clock and candlestick in Beauty and the Beast. It was lovely to see him so happy. It’s great that we can now test Dylan regularly and the experience has reminded me not to assume that Dylan won’t do something until I’ve tried everything, including authentic motivators such as admission to Disney-on-Ice.
Back to the Moon
Dylan has continued to enjoy the resumption of his overnight stays at the moon (aka Premier Inn). One of the benefits of my having retired is that I now have the flexibility to support Dylan during the week as well as at weekends. This means I can look for the cheapest night on offer at his beloved ‘moon hotels’ instead of having to pay high rates at peak times. The savings are so dramatic I’ve decided it is perfectly reasonable for Dylan to make a trip to a moon once a month.
In November Dylan thoroughly enjoyed an overnight stay at the Premier Inn in Cleethorpes. We have visited the resort regularly as it’s the closest coast to our home city but we have never stayed overnight. On previous day trips, Dylan has pushed and pulled and cajoled me to the Premier Inn so that he can stand and gaze at it. He was needless to say in high excitement that this time he got to go inside (with a pumpkin lantern and Doctor Who).
For December I had booked a stay in one of the Premier Inns in Chester, to coincide with a visit to see the Christmas Lanterns at Chester Zoo. Storm Arwen scuppered our plans, however, with the Zoo having to close its gates in order to clear the debris and the Pass over the Pennines too treacherous to risk. I figured Dylan would cope with the cancellation of the Zoo trip but not with the disappointment of no moon. In a moment of inspiration I booked a night at our local Premier Inn as replacement. It’s a high-rise hotel which we drive-by every week and which Dylan has rubbernecked for years: ‘moon, moon’ he shouts. The storm might have interrupted travel but it wouldn’t stop us walking three miles …
Dylan and I had a marvellous night. I had asked to be allocated a room on the top floor. Dylan was mesmerised by the view and enjoyed picking out familiar places. We spent an evening being tourists in our home city, riding the Christmas carousel and dining out. What I learned from this is that the highlight of our trips for Dylan is staying at a moon hotel – he’s as happy three miles as 103 miles away from home. Still, I re-booked the Chester Lanterns after the storm had passed: two moons in December for Dylan!
First Christmas
After Dylan helped me decorate our Christmas tree one weekend it occurred to me he would probably enjoy decorating his own flat. Any 27-year old spending their first Christmas in their own place would surely love that. Jay, who coordinates the social enterprise at Dylan’s residential home, supported Dylan to choose a tree and make his own decorations and trimmings for the walls. Dylan’s flat looks fabulous. I especially like the paper chains. This is the sort of thing about Dylan’s life which makes me smile.
Dylan came home for the Christmas holiday. I decided not to take him to visit my Dad, who isn’t well, but we saw my sister and enjoyed winter walks, good food and favourite films.
Another Covid Year
As the year turns, my concern for the future is not so much the threat of the virus to Dylan as its impact on his quality of life. Dylan is young and fit and if he does contract C-19 there is every reason to believe he would cope with the infection. The current regulations around testing and isolation, however, are causing chronic staff shortages in the care sector, including at Dylan’s setting. This is a situation which poses a range of challenges and risks for staff and residents, especially in the context of adults with intellectual disability and autism.
By way of illustration, some of the consequences of staff shortages for Dylan include the cancellation of trips and activities; inability to support with some personal care routines (such as shaving); reduction of supervision at key times of day; and the need for Dylan to spend additional nights with me. Fortunately, I am able to support with this (again, thanks to my having retired) but it’s not a satisfactory or sustainable solution to caring for a vulnerable adult with complex needs. Dylan and other adults like him require high levels of staffing in order to maintain the routines and activities which promote their health and well-being, particularly in relation to managing anxiety. I fear that the current situation leaves Dylan vulnerable to stress and therefore at risk of further epileptic episodes.
I suspect the issue of staffing in care homes is going to be a key challenge in 2022. While the regulations around the management of C-19 is creating the current crisis in staffing, the reality is that it has always been difficult to recruit and retain care workers. If the present situation leads to a review of employment pay and conditions in the care sector, then that will be a silver lining from yet another Covid cloud. Here’s hoping for better times ahead.
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