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Tuesday 18 January 2022

Beware of Tickbox Tests with Myalgic Encephalomyelitis

Many years go, I took a Goldberg Depression Test and the score I got that day was 77. [Over 54 is classed as Severely Depressed.] Today, taking the test purely responding on face value, my score was 81, to which the feedback was, "You appear to be suffering from severe depressive symptoms commonly associated with serious depressive disorders, such as major depressive disorder ...

Yes, agree appear to be. However, I know I'm not depressed. I have Myalgic encephalomyelitis/chronic fatigue syndrome (ME/CFS). And I'm angry.

Over the years, I've been presented with versions of such tests at various times, which have not necessarily been for purely mental health assessments. Although, I've also been mis-diagnosed as being depressed on various occasions and, in the early days, even I wouldn't have - didn't - contest that. Even 'well-meaning' (I'm not sure they are) ME/CFS, fibromyalgia and pain services use this type or similar tests in their assessment and screening processes and even if the purpose is to 'rule out' depression, I'm not convinced that would be the result.

To me, it’s easy to see how physical diseases continue (the origin of this dogma is quite clearly down to saving money) to get wrongly blamed on psychological causes, although the reason they do - in my opinion - is down to ignorance and (possibly wilful) inadequate interpretation of tick box results. 
  1. I do things slowly? Of course I do some things slowly. Sometimes deliberately while pacing. Mostly because I’m physically ill and utterly exhausted. The first time I really noticed it was when I was interviewed and listened back to the audio recording and could hear that I was talking slower and, while not slurred, sounded like I was a bit stoned or slightly impaired. This obviously (to me) has a physical / neurological, not psychological cause.
  2. My future seems hopeless. It does. I’m barely able to leave my bed, let alone the house, due to being, you know, physically ill – and I've been getting consistently worse since 1973 –  with an illness that is barely believed, criminally under-researched, utterly untreated and even less cared for ... so yeah, no f*cking surprise, my future seems pretty hopeless. Tick.
  3. It is hard for me to concentrate on reading. I have an illness that has physical causes that makes it hard to concentrate. So tick. I really can't take in anything beyond two or three paragraphs, because after that it may as well be written in Sanskrit for the amount of sense it will make. It's impossible to follow the plot of a book. Because of pain and fatigue in my hands, wrists and arms, I can't hold a book, or even a Kindle, so yeah, you could definitely say that it's hard for me to concentrate on reading.  
  4. The pleasure and joy has gone out of my life. I feel nausea, general malaise, serious pain, can’t even stand up, much less do any of the things I WISH I COULD DO, so of course the joy has kinda gone out of life.
  5. I have difficulty making decisions. Should I have a shower? Will the warm water help pain, or will the effort cause exhaustion and post-exertional malaise? Should I leave the house for an hour's pleasurable outing, or will the payback be unbearable. Of course it's difficult to make decisions when such simple things that healthy people take for granted have huge repercussions.
  6. I have lost interest in aspects of life that used to be important to me. When one's physical illness means that the cost of doing them - in terms of exhaustion, post-exertional malaise, pain, etc. - is so high, is it any wonder if we dismiss doing things that once would have been important to us? It's a necessary precaution to shift priorities in order to let go of doing too much, to facilitate pacing and reduce symptom exacerbation. Making ourselves believe that we no longer want to do those things that used to be important to us, is actually a mental self-preservation technique.
  7. I feel sad, blue, and unhappy. Imagine feeling the most ill you have ever felt with bad flu and a hangover, day in, day out, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, for 50 years and tell me you wouldn't feel sad & unhappy!
  8. I am agitated and keep moving around. Nope. One that doesn't apply! Well, agitated as in angry for the way we're treated. You could score me as moving around for the constant visits to the loo with an overactive bladder! :)
  9. I feel fatigued. Utterly. But the fatigue I feel is not that kind of fatigue, but they don’t qualify it. My fatigue isn't 'a bit tired', it's where effort causes a total system breakdown and collapse; where one physically can't make muscles work, even internal organs over which one has little or no control.
  10. It takes great effort for me to do simple things. Yes, even contemplating simple things takes great effort: it’s no surprise, given the nature and severity of my physical illness and the amount it disables me.
  11. I feel that I am a guilty person who deserves to be punished. My mother would have wanted me to feel this guilt, but she failed. But given the amount of medical gaslighting we come in for and the level of stigma, which often leads family members and society to doubt us, or worse pile abuse on us for being ill, I have no doubt that many are made to feel this guilt. This still does not apply in the sense that the tick box test was asking.
  12. I feel like a failure. I don't, but ditto the above. We aren't exactly encouraged to think being this ill, even when believed, is a success.
  13. I feel lifeless -- more dead than alive. Of course I do! I spend 24 hours a day in bed on at least 6 days a week and the farthest I 'travel' is to the bathroom and back. This existence (it's not a life) is repetitive and, but for the simplest of activities, utterly pointless. I feel constantly unwell, I've been ill since 1973 and not yet had any treatment. It is a living death.
  14. My sleep has been disturbed -- too little, too much, or broken sleep. All of the above. My sleep has been disturbed since forever: but ditto, this is caused by physical illness (and makes the physical illness worse). 
  15. I spend time thinking about HOW I might kill myself. To be utterly honest, yes I do. Many times I have reasoned that I find my illness and symptoms unbearable now, so if my quality of life were to reduce any further, death would indeed be preferable. I say this dispassionately and logically.
  16. I feel trapped or caught. Having been ill since 1973, having had no treatment, no respect, very little care; been neglected, gaslighted and abused by the medical profession; being imprisoned in the house by illness and unable to see any way of changing this, of course I feel trapped.
  17. I feel depressed even when good things happen to me. In a way. Even a pleasurable outing causes repercussions; a 'nice' meal causes gastrointestinal symptoms, or PEM from sitting up for a few minutes; couldn't even manage to put up Christmas decorations ... I can't think of a single good thing that could happen that wouldn't also cause some repercussion or payback and 50 years of this means that one is not really moved to happiness.
  18. Without trying to diet, I have lost, or gained, weight. This is a well known symptom of ME/CFS. Some lose weight as they're unable to eat. Some gain, due to buggered up metabolism. Many gain weight because of prescription drugs (Amitriptyline is a frequent culprit.) Some, maybe because food pleasures are all that's left. It isn't from a psychological cause.
That’s without counting other things that are bound to affect one's life at various times like housing problems, financial problems, politics … any manner of things that are not depression per se or are very good reasons for it. 

What I'm trying to demonstrate is that truthful answers to such tests will suggest depression – if taken on face value - which is all that is done with them. 

So, why am I bothered by this? Well first, of course, I'm exorcising my anger! 

Last year we finally got new NICE guidelines (Myalgic encephalomyelitis (or encephalopathy)/chronic fatigue syndrome: diagnosis and management) that SHOULD have killed the psychological stranglehold on our physical disease, but I keep seeing reports and comments where it's clear that's not the case and reality is still being denied or distorted; services that have nothing else to offer are having to re-word, but essentially aren't changing their approach; there's still precious little support for ME/CFS in the media to change the perception and yet the charities have been practically silent. And now, on top of the decades-long contempt for ME/CFS patients, comes the vilification of LongCovid sufferers. 

Anyway, I have enough experience to imagine it likely similar tests are still part of an assessment or screening process for ME/CFS or LongCovid services. There is unlikely to be any concession for qualifying one's responses and those scoring them won't 'read between the lines'. What would I do if I were given one of these in an ME/CFS context again? I would spoil the paper and write on it that it does not apply. I would not fill it in. You must make your own decision.