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This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, Rikki Joanne. Much loved Daughter, Sister, & Auntie.

03-07-80 to 25-10-07

We love & miss you Rik & will cherish your memory forever.

Please feel free to light a candle to remember Rik.

THE ROSE OF OUR FAMILY

 

 

 

                     

 

 

The below story has been copied & edited from HDAC where I first wrote about the event leading up to Rikki being diagnosed with 

Juvenile Huntington's Disease.

I met Rikki's father when I was 18. We didn't stay together very long because of his behaviour toward me, which I learned much later was typical of Huntington's Disease (HD)

                        

During the time we were together he once told me his father had died of Huntington's disease, but he didn't explain much other than it was a mental illness. I couldn't imagine that an illness so devestating exsisted so I didn't ask further & just accepted it. I had no reason for it to bother me. Never once did I consider HD or its consequences.
After we parted, I discovered I was expecting. I already had one little girl and though I liked the idea of another baby, I didn't want one on my own as a young single parent & I had chosen to have nothing more to do with the baby's dad. I couldn't abort, so I decided it would be kinder to have this baby adopted. I believed this would be better for her, for Sarah and for myself too as I was hardly in a position to bring up the one I had by my self, let alone more.

                        

Family & friends who knew me well enough didn't beleive I would go through with adopting her out, but I was determined I would, right up to the moment I looked at her. When Rikki was born on the 3rd of July 1980, something inside me melted. I took one look at her tiny screwed up red face as she lay beside me screaming her head off & knew I couldn't go ahead with my decision. So home she came with me & her big sister.

                        

Five years later, my next door neighbour, whose daughter was married to Rikki's dad's brother, told me that Rikki's dad had been diagnosed with HD. He then went on to explain Rikki's 50% chance of inheriting it and its terminal outcome. I don't remember anything between that conversation & going to talk to a specialist at the hospital. other than fear. I recall the specialist telling me that one day a test would be available, but Rikki wouldn't be able to have it until she was 18. He said I should have her sterilised as soon as she was at a certain age, so that there would be no risk of passing it on to any more children.
He also told me that people under the age of 40 didn't develop HD & that most of them are around the age of 60.  It didn't occur to me then that Rik's dad was younger than that.

                        

My biggest initial worry was taking away Rikki's right to have children. I figured that if she wasn't going to get this disease until she was over the age of 40, then her children could have grown up by then & anyway, we, her family, would be there to take care of her children for her, if, by any chance, she couldn't. 
I had no idea how a person could be affected by HD or how a child could suffer growing up with HD in their lives due to the way HD affects their brain? I didn't consider that these potential grandchildren could inherit HD either. Nor did I have any information to tell me different. I had no input or info from anyone until Rik was about 12.

                        

After a lot of thought, I decided it would be better for the girls not to forget that Huntington's was a possibility for Rikki's future. I thought it would be easier for Rik to 'always' have known about HD than to find out when it could interfere with her dreams for her future or come as a terrible shock to her at a time when she was at a vunerable stage in her life.

                        

In 1993, I remember a lady from Oxford hospital coming to visit me at home to talk & update me on the progress of the test that was now available. While she was there, a question suddenly came to mind, so I asked it. I don't know why…I had never considered it before, but I found myself asking if children could develop HD? She told me that it was extremely rare & quite unlikely.

                        

As Rikki turned 13, I noticed changes in her. There was typical teenage behaviour, but there was also something else I couldn't quite put my finger on. It was not just the change in her daily behaviour, moods & aggression, but I could see something else yet I couldn't say exactly what it was I could see. (In hindsight now, I can say that Rikki's symptoms began around the age of 9.)

                        

I asked friends & family if they could see something. Their answer was always no. They said that it was typical of teenagers to behave as they did...its in their job description. Having one teenager already that fitted the job description well, I tried to accept that reasoning, but yet something about her, still niggled me. I just felt it was more than teenage hormones.

                        

I surprised myself one day by asking her out of the blue if she was drinking alcohol or taking drugs…but I surprised Rikki even more. The look on her face was total shock. I knew Immediately that that was not the reason for the difference in her. So I continued to puzzle over it while at the same time, trying to push the thoughts away.

                        

I'll never forget the night I found out. You may think me strange for admitting this, but, as I was dozing off to sleep, I heard a voice clearly say "Rikki has Huntington's disease". Suddenly I was wide awake and from that moment on, I knew without a single doubt that she had it. I didn't need for her to have a test to confirm it, but of course it did. I have to tell you, I had never heard voices before, nor has it ever happened since. It was strange!.

                          

I called Oxford hospital the next morning and told them Rikki was displaying signs of having HD. It was arranged for Rik to go and see a neurologist. We arrived for the appointment and I tried to explain to the neurologist why I thought Rik had HD but I still could'nt describe what I could see because it was so slight. I also had no idea of any of the symptoms I should have been aware of. I reckon when I told her of the voice as I was falling sleep, she must have thought I was a total crank, not that I blame her. I might have thought the same too if someone was coming to me for such a diagnosis of their child, with no actual hard hitting facts for thinking so.

                         

After our 'chat', she did various balance tests with Rik, which she passed with flying colours, then she proceeded to tell me that she could see no signs of HD and advised me not to be paranoid and that I shouldn't wish this kind of disease on my daughter. I was mortified. I tried to protest, but no words would come out of my mouth. I left her office with in tears.

                         

Within no time of leaving there, I wiped away my tears. I knew she was wrong and I knew that she would soon see that. My conviction was that strong. Fortunately the neurologist wrote to Rikki's school telling them of my fears for her and they replied saying they had not only noticed a decline in Rikki's school work, but Rikki was constantly falling out with her friends too (a typical symptom I now know is unreasonable behaviour & lack of reasoning. We were called back for a second appointment and the test was arranged.

                        

Feb 5th, Rik and I sat in the reception room, waiting to be called in to be given the results. I still had no doubt what they would be. I had spent time preparing my daughters for the worst and Rikki and I had talked about it a lot. I told her all that I knew, not that that was a lot, really. Someone told me that they could become chain smokers, so I remember telling her that. Funny what things stick in your mind, isn't it?

                        

I talked to her about death & tried to impress on her that it was nothing to be scared of. That it would happen to all of us, one day, somehow. I told her we were fortunate to be able to prepare for what we knew & to be able to make the time we had together count. I promised her we would do all we could to make her life happy & comfortable. I tried to make it feel that a positive result was not going to be devastating.

                          

Anyway, back in the office, we were given the positive result.
I have never been so impressed with another being in all my life, as I was with Rikki that day. Although I hoped I was wrong, I had decided that I wouldn't fall apart in front of Rik, so I held back my tears. She needed to know we would be ok. Inside I was shaking and felt sick.  but on the outside I was calm & accepting.
But Rik? ...One tear. One single solitary tear trickled down her cheek...& her words? "What about you mum, how will you cope when I die?" The lump in my throat threatened to choke me.

                        

The only question she wanted an answer for was how long might it be before she had to use a wheelchair. She dreaded having to use one & so didn't want to. To this day, whenever I remember it, I feel my broken heart being filled with pride, all over again. That a person so young can be so brave and not concerned for herself but for me, her mum. It still never fails to amaze me when I remember that time.

                        

The neurologist apologised for her wrong impression of me.
That was over 14 years ago .I have learned so much through Rikki since then. If she could be so strong for me when just being given such devastating news, then I would try and remain that strong for her throughout her lifetime.
If she can so bravely cope and never have sympathy for herself, then I would try to be that way too. If she could continue to be happy and make the most of her life as she has, with a smile on her face, then I would try to be that way too.

I can't say I always succeeded, but I never forgot for too long to keep trying.  I am so proud to have been the mother of such an amazing girl!

A bit about Huntington's disease

Huntington's disease, which is often called HD, is an hereditary disorder of the central nervous system. It used to be known as Huntington's Chorea or HC. Huntington's disease usually develops in adulthood and can cause a very wide range of symptoms. The disease affects both men and women & children.

Huntington's disease is caused by a faulty gene on chromosome 4. The gene, which produces a protein called Huntingtin, was discovered in 1993.

In some way - which is not yet understood - the faulty gene leads to a damage of the nerve cells in areas of the brain, including the the basal ganglia and cerebral cortex.

This leads to gradual physical, mental and emotional changes.

Each person whose parent has Huntington's disease is born with a 50-50 chance of inheriting the faulty gene. Anyone who inherits the faulty gene will, at some stage, develop the disease. A genetic test is available from Regional Genetic Clinics throughout the country. This test will usually be able to show whether someone has inherited the faulty gene, but it will not indicate the age at which they will develop the disease.
The symptoms of Huntington's disease usually develop when people are between 30-50 years old, although they can start much earlier or much later. The symptoms can also differ from person to person, even in the same family.

Sometimes, the symptoms are present for a long time before a diagnosis of Huntington's disease is made. This is especially true when people are not aware that Huntington's disease is in their family.

The early symptoms include:

Slight, uncontrollable muscular movements
Stumbling and clumsiness
Lack of concentration
Short-term memory lapses
Depression
Changes of mood, sometimes including aggressive or antisocial behaviour


Great strain is put on relationships if unexpected temper outbursts are directed towards the partner. The time before a diagnosis is made can be very confusing and frightening because people do not understand what is happening and why.

Some people who know they are at risk spend time searching for the first signs that they are developing the disease. They may worry about simple things like dropping a cup, forgetting a name or becoming unusually bad-tempered. Most people do these things occasionally - whether they are at risk from Huntington's disease or not - so they could be worrying unnecessarily.

Later on in the illness people experience many different symptoms which may include:

Involuntary movements
Difficulty in speech and swallowing
Weight loss

As well as emotional changes resulting in:

Stubbornness
Frustration
Mood swings
Depression
Cognitive changes that people experience can result in a loss of drive. Initiative and organisational skills, which may result in the person appearing to be lazy. There also may be difficulty in concentrating on more than one activity at a time.

Sometimes, psychological problems, rather than the physical deterioration, cause more difficulties for both the person with Huntington's disease and their carers. Some changes are definitely part of the disease process although they made be made worse by other factors. It is depressing to have a serious illness and extremely frustrating not to be able to do things which previously seemed simple.

In the later stages of the disease, full nursing care will be needed. Secondary illnesses, such as pneumonia, are often the actual cause of death.

What treatment and help is available?


Currently there is no cure for the illness, but there are many ways to manage symptoms effectively.

Medication can be used to treat symptoms such as involuntary movements, depression and mood swings. Speech therapy can significantly improve speech and swallowing problems. A high calorie diet can prevent weight loss and improve symptoms such as involuntary movements and behavioural problems.

Social services in your local area can assist with practical issues such as appropriate adaptations to your home where necessary and they can also help with care at home or respite care. They can also assist with the provision of equipment if necessary.

A referral can be made through your local GP.

The Huntington's Disease Association produces a full range of literature that looks at these problems in more detail. We also produce literature for professionals who are involved in care.

Juvenile Huntington's Disease

Juvenile Huntington's Disease (JHD) refers to anyone who develops signs or symptoms of HD before they are 20 years old. It is a relatively rare condition and only about 5% of people affected with HD will develop symptoms this young. This can make it quite an isolating experience for the person affected by HD, their family, and any professionals that are helping them.

HD in young people can present differently to HD in adults, although this is not always the case. Children, and to a lesser extent teenagers, with HD are more likely to show rigidity of the muscles. It is less common for them to show the chorea (involuntary movements) that is often seen in adults with HD. Epilepsy can occur in some people with JHD, and this occurs more commonly than in adults with HD. 


Tributes and Condolences
On your 30th birthday.   / Mummy (Mum)
Yet another birthday without you here to help us celebrate it. But celebrate it we will. For you. How you loved to party to spend time with those you loved...to eat your favourite foods & drink your favourite drinks. To have fun &a...  Continue >>
The brightest smile   / Aimee Mitchell (Friend)
No matter how bad things got or how awful you felt and even when you were in a bad mood smashing up your mums kitchen we could never stay mad at you because of that smile you will always be remembered for the girl with the biggest brightest smile x <...  Continue >>
Two years+ - update from outside the family   / K.
Miss me but let me go  - Classic poemWhen I come to the end of the road And the sun has set for me I want no rites in a gloom filled room Why cry for a soul set free Miss me a little - but not too long And not with your head bowed low Remember t...  Continue >>
2nd Angelversary of you my precious girl   / Mummy (Mum)
Two years have passed since the angels said "she's had enough"
They came & took you by the hand & led you from your pain
In tears we watched you fade from us & our hearts were slowly broken
But we couldn't wish fo...  Continue >>
a true inspiration to all is what you are rikki !!   / Sarah Wonfor (friend)
Rikki i never knew you properly but from what i do know you are a true inspiration to all HD is a cruel disease that strips you of bodily functioning and dignity but through it you always had a huge smile and such grace if everyone just took time to ...  Continue >>
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Rikki's 1st Angelversary.  
To my darling Rikki

You was a beautiful baby, with big brown eyes, a slight olive colour & a few lose curls in your hair. You had the cutest smile which lit up your whole face. That smile never faded in all your 27 years. I miss that smile & those big shining eyes that sparkled like glass.

You was a quiet girl....happy to play alone a lot of the time. As a baby, you would be in your element ripping paper & banging with a saucepan & spoon. You had toys, but they didn't interest you for long. You really loved music & would wiggle your little body to the tunes. You could sing before you could talk. The first song I remember you singing, besides nursery Rhymes was Happy Birthday by Claire Grogan. You'd sing those lines over & over & over again. Even when we couldn't understand the words you was singing, we could make out the song. It was so cute. One day when you was 2-3 years old you said to me "mum, I love that song" I said "what song" & you said "I just called to say I'm not here". LOL I knew you meant the Stevie Wonder song I just called to say I love you. Your speech wasn't very good as a toddler Rik & even when you went to school just after the age of 4, you was difficult for most people to understand. Sarah used to translate for you but once you was at school, that wasn't possible any more, so you soon learned to talk better...once Sarah wasn't around to do so all of the time. Bless her, she was looking out for you & trying to make it easier for you to communicate with others.

You hated going to school Rikki. For the first couple of years, I would have to take you kicking & screaming. The teachers would have no choice but to pull you from me. One day you held so tight onto my hand that you injured my finger when the teacher tried to prise you off me. I hated taking you & often wished you didn't have to go. Once the battle was over, your teachers assured me that you was perfectly fine for the rest of the day. You was certainly always happy & smiling when I picked you up at the end of the day, babbling about all the wonderful things you had done that day. Yet we would go through the same routine again the next day. Eventually sweetheart you came to accept that you had to go to school, though you hated to be away from me for any other reason...unlike your sisters who would happily go & stay with your grandparents & aunties....you never wanted to until you was quite a bit older, but even then, it was rare. I like to think it was because you was a mummy's girl. :)

As you was growing up, you loved sporty things. You loved to watch the marathon on the tele & at the age of 4 you told me that one day you wanted to run a marathon too. I'm sure you would have done as well. You loved to cycle, skate & swim & if you wasn't doing those type of active things then you was singing & dancing. You was a good little dancer for someone who had never had any lessons. I was too poor in those days to afford them, not that you really needed them. And as you got older still, I loved to listen to you sing on karaoke. I always felt so proud of you & all the customers in the pub where I worked would give you a huge applause & you would beam your huge big smile as you got down off the makeshift stage.

When you was about 8 or 9, I realised your dancing had lost a bit of its rhythm, but I didn't really think anything of it. You also used to use the wrong word for things. Like when you had been out in the car one day & came accross an accident. You came home & told me all about it, then asked me if the man would be "grappled for life". Of course I knew you meant 'crippled'. lol We ended up nick naming you Ethel, after the old lady from Eastenders who always used the wrong words too. You never minded though & would laugh at yourself once you realised you had used the wrong word again. Often as well, you would ask the same question several times before you would seem satisfied with the answer. I never thought anything of any of these things, other than it was part of your personallity. In hindsight now, I think it was the beginning of Juvenile Huntington's Disease.

By the time you was 11 or 12, I noticed what I now know to be called tics. Your's was mainly in your shoulder but I put it down to carrying your heavy school bag which you now had to carry from class to class as they do in secondary school. Again, a clue I didn't realise.

One vision that sticks in my mind is a day when I took you & Beccy to the seaside & video'd you both as you happily & excitedly ran down to the sea. I never noticed a thing whilst I looked through the veiw finder, but when I played it back at home, I saw that the way you ran Rikki was wobbly. I had a fleeting thought that it was odd, but I soon forgot it. Several small things happened over the years between the age of 8 or 9 ish & 13 when you was diagnosed, that I fleetingly thought was odd, but mostly I put them all down to your personality. I'm not sure if it was a blessing or not that I had been told that children didn't get Huntington's Disease. Maybe it might have been if it wasn't for the fact that at times Rikki you got into scrapes with your school friends & had been bullied for being different.

As soon as you was diagnosed, aunty Diana suggested we fund raise to take you to Disney World in Florida. It was a great idea for a couple of reasons. One was that it would give us the opportunity to tell all who knew you that there was a reason for your behaviour. You had managed to fall out with many friends & it was so sad to know that it wasn't your fault. The other reason was the distraction factor. To give you & all of us something to look forward to while we gradually allowed the devestating news to sink in. The people of Kettering were amazing & we managed to raised about £8,000 in just a few weeks. I could never thank them all enough for the help they gave to us. I don't think they have any idea just how much that meant to our mental wellbeing let alone the special memory that we now have of a very special family time together which we could never have afforded otherwise. I often look at the photo's Rik & all I see in your eyes was how happy you was. No-one would ever have guessed that you had just been told that you would die of this horrid disease. As always, the amazing person you was, shone through. What a star you were.

Having a family member diagnosed with a terminal illness is utterly soul destroying. But we're a strong family & although we each suffered in our own ways, we tried to put your wellbeing first as much as we possibly could. Thats not to say mistakes wasn't made & one or two of us fell off the rails a little, at different times, cos we did, but we always recovered & no matter what trauma's we individually went through, we continued to pull together as a family to be there for you my darling...to keep our promise to you that we would do all we could to make your life happy & filled.

Caring for a person with HD is a difficult job. Just as one stage of the disease is adapted to & passed, another begins & we found it was a never ending time of adjustments. Physically & emotionally. And though we who had to watch each & every change occur in you Rik & adapt to them which we found a struggle times....how much more so did you my lovely? Gradually, you lost every single ability, but never, ever once did I hear you complain. There was only twice that I know of that you was upset. Once was your first year of being diagnosed when Sarah found you trying to take an overdose & the second was when you was about 21 & I could no longer allow you to go out to pubs & clubs alone for your own safety. You were gutted about that because of how much you loved singing & dancing.

From then on, we had help from various carers who would take you out to the pubs, cinema, to eat or shopping & other varyious things. Some of those women were wonderful, caring people who all seemed to adore you almost as much as we did & for them, we will always be grateful. They made those days for you happy. I beleived it was good for you to get away from family & do things just for yourself. I thank each & everyone of those carers. Though I have to give a special mention to Vicky, Shirell, Sharon & most of all Jackie. They were the best & there should be awards for amazing carers. We could never thank them enough for the loving care they gave to you Rikki & I know that you loved each of them in your own way & was happy to spend the time with them that you did. For me, it was often a small weight off my shoulders to know that you were happy & cared for & doing some of the things that you wanted to do.

What would we have done without Sarah, Beccy & Carly? They were my rocks & your best friends who you utterly adored. Sarah was your second mum in some ways. She is the tender, loving one of your sisters. I know you both shared lots of secrets as young girls & you Rik looked up to Sarah. Sarah calls you her hero, but I know that Sarah was yours.

Beccy was the funny one, the one who made you laugh the most Rikki. You had the same wicked sense of humour & saw fun in the things that sensitive Sarah didn't. You were a right pair together, I can tell you....along with Tina. Never a dull moment with you 3 together. It was impossible for me to keep a straight face even when you were all driving me nuts. lol

Carly, the baby of the family became the most support for me. She doesn't remember you Rikki before JHD like Sar & Bec do, so she never built quite the same relationship...besides, there was 8 years between you both in age so you never had quite the same childhood friendship. What you did have though was really special. Rikki you adored Carly when she was a baby & could never do enough for her. Always holding her, wanting to feed & change her. You would lift her out of her cot if I left the room for just one second, bless you. It used to scare me but after a while I realised how gentle & caring you was with her & came to trust you more to hold her. By 12 there was nothing that I did for you Rikki that Carly didn't do too. All the girls did, but as they grew up Sarah & Beccy were the first to leave home so hence Car was the only other person available to help me on an everyday basis. She was a star!!! She got the serious difficult sides to your angers Rik but you had lots of fun too. At times you would have unreasonable angers & sometimes attack us. Carly often got the brunt of it all from you but she never seemed to mind for too long because she understood that it was your illness. You had names for each other. Ricky Rocky & Carly Cocky. LOL Somehow when you was angry Rik, those names would come out & often the whole thing would disolve into laughter.

You had the most amazing laugh too & laughed so easily. And when you did, it was impossible not to laugh along too. It was just so infectious. You found so much pleasure & fun in so many things. The babies, your sisters & even yourself. Your humour, under your circumstances was one to be admired. And admire you I do.

My amazing beautiful Rikki. My dolly, My Angel. I love you & miss you & will forever until we meet again. Life is not quite the same without you here.

Thank you for being in our lives & for enriching it with your fantastic personality.

All my love Mummy. xxxxxx



 
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