Milana Gajic

Bosnia and Herzegovina

The Gajic family from Banja Luka in Bosnia and Hercegovina had two daughters, Tatjana and Milana, with Lafora disease. Tatjana passed away in 2014 but her younger sister, Milana is still fighting. The Gajic family was featured in “The Faces of Lafora” documentary.

Below is some of Milana’s story, shared by her family in 2017:

Milana is our younger girl, now 16 years old. She has, unfortunately, also become ill with Lafora disease, with side symptoms appearing even before her older sister. Diagnosis was set only when Tatjana, in full health, promptly and brutally showed symptoms followed by a rapid progression. The two of them, along with a few more families around the world, have “poked” the statistic possibility of recessive inheritance.

Her first crisis of conscience she had at the schoolyard (according to other students description, probably a clonic seizure) when she was 12. We made some tests – MR and CT of the brain, the EEG showed some changes regarding which the neurologist recommended not to take any therapy unless another seizure should appear. For almost two years nothing negative happened and we were convinced maybe it was only a temporarily puberty crisis. Unfortunately, another seizure appeared, so we reached for additional consultations at one of the largest pediatric institution in Belgrade. It was then Lamictal was introduced as a therapy. Dramatic events followed – one day, during the eighth grade, Milana came back from school, throwing her bag and throwing herself on bed heavily crying. Asked what happened, she answersed: “Mum, I forgot how to write.” Her characteristic as a child was her great persistence in everything she was doing. These days at home she wrote a lot and visited school normally, telling us how her hand would occasionally shake while writing. A drama followed during dancing lessons she liked so much – a few weeks in line, just before the end of every dancing lesson in the evening she had clonic seizures. We tried to convince her to leave dancing lessons, but she was determined: “That’s out of the question, I will not let these clonic disturb my life. ” She persisted, went all the way, past her exam and WON THE CRUEL LAFORA DISEASE FOR THE FIRST TIME and we didn’t know it at that time. We would like to use the opportunity to express our gratitude to her teacher Dijana from the dancing school “Bolero”, a young girl who has supported Milana to persist. Deterioration of her condition kept worrying us, so we reached for another consultation, this time with Primarius Sabol from Zagreb. He helped us a lot, excluding Lamictal, which only made the clonic worse, just as he suspected.

There is a saying doctors should respect: “God, help me to know where my limits are.” Exactly that way our colleague Aleksandra Serdar, a neuropediatrician, acted suggesting us to meet for consultation Professor Jovic from the Neurology Institute for children and youth in Belgrade. It was the end of the school year 2007 when our older daughter Tatjana had her first symptoms. Professor Jovic and his associates set up the diagnosis: MORBUS LAFORA. We were devastated by this news, but didn’t have the right to despair asking ourselves – HOW, WHY… We only could gain what’s left of our strength and start dealing with the cruel disease our girls were suffering of.

Meantime, she successfully finished another school for talents UMS and had a performance at the National Theater of Republic of Srpska; her first UMS mini book was created. Previous years she used to train tennis, liked to ski and enjoyed racing on ski trails against her sister and friends. She also, with success, used to visit school of English language at the Cambridge center and was a member of many school sections at her primary school. She always used to be a creative child so she, her best friend Dado and others, recorded “serials” and made performances at the schoolyard during summer holidays. She liked to read and write diaries a lot, just like her older sister.

Her class master once, at the very beginning of the school year, commented how she could already evaluate her with mark 5 (highest mark) for the end of the school year. Her math teacher has perhaps first noticed there’s something going on with Milana. He noticed her having strange oscillations, sometimes being first in solving hardest math problems and sometimes ”blocking” when dealing with the simplest ones. In all this she was definitely stopped in the second half of the ninth grade. In all that followed (slowness of thinking, more difficult monitoring of teaching, more difficulties with writing…) she was immensely supported primarily by her class master Branislava Tabakovic, her friends and the director and the entire collective of her primary school “Aleksa Santic”. A big THANKS to everyone having understanding for something, which none of us by that time fully understood. Milana, unfortunately, could not attend secondary school and we are still telling her the school is getting renovated… What she is now left with is reading books to her older sister and she is doing it with great love, although slowly, but with enormous persistence, for hours. Now she is having more difficulties to walk, even with assistance, she needs help to dress and feed, but most of all she needs attention, a lot of love and companionship. A mother of a child who is suffering from Lafora disease commented: “ALL THEIR FUNCTIONS FAIL SLOWLY, BUT THEIR NEEDS FOR ATTENTION AND LOVE INCREASE EXPONENTIALLY.”

Now she has large fluctuations in her behavior. You never know when it’s more difficult, is it when she’s intellectual worse, satisfied with little things, smiling, or is it when she’s quite well, but at the same time fully aware of the situation she found herself in, but does not reconcile with it. Recently she commented weeping: “Mom, I can not stand this any more” … But … she has always had the unconditional passion for school and all that allows you to learn more … dreamed to become a model … she has always been, without much effort, an excellent student and now she has slowly but surely handled lessons on how to fight with what has come upon her. In the end, isn’t one of the definitions of intelligence – ability to orientate in unfamiliar circumstances?

Milana in 2023

WE ARE CONVINCED THAT LAFORA, AS MUCH AS BLASTING IT MAY BE, IS UNABLE TO BREAK DOWN ALL OF THIS CHILD’S POTENTIALS AND WE BELIEVE THAT MILANA, WITH HELP OF ALL OF US, IS GOING TO BEAT LAFORA …


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The Faces of Lafora Documentary

Grant Pinder

July 3, 1985

Grant was what we were waiting for, a son. I lost my first baby which was a boy, so he was even more special to us. He was a child that loved to go outside, from the time he was born. As he grew nothing much changed. Every Saturday we always took our family in the boat. Grant’s favorite thing to do was to go diving. He loved fishing too, but diving was his favorite. Grant found a job doing what he loved, diving and catching fish.  He went fishing for a few years but started to go down health wise, and he wasn’t able to keep that job. He started having jerks and dropping things in the morning when he was 17 years old. He lost a few more jobs because he was getting slower and slower in his movements.  A few days before he turned 18, he started vomiting continuously. We took him to the doctor here in the Bahamas who sent us to Florida where he was misdiagnosed with Juvenile Myoclonic Epilepsy, which was understandable be cause symptoms present the same as Lafora.

Grant was started on Depakote and for the first few months was alright; then he worsened. The doctor increased the Depakote dosage which worked for an additional few months until he worsened again. New medications were added and when Grant took a turn for the worse he would take him off of one and add another. Trying to find the right medication combination is a big challenge.
Grant started dating Georgette, who is a beautiful woman inside and out, in 2005 right before his Grandmother died. They married on July 29th, 2006. Georgette has stuck by him through all of the good and bad times. There have been a lot of bad times.

When Grant and Georgette had been married about 3 years he became worse and worse, until we took him to Florida again where he was diagnosed with Lafora Disease. Grant is now 30 years old and we have been dealing with this horrible disease for 12 years. His cognition has slowed down a lot and he does not understand that he cannot do what he used to do. He thinks he can still drive and dive. We have hard times explaining that to him.
My oldest daughter, Claire, started showing the same kind of symptoms and has been diagnosed with having the Lafora gene on one chromosome. Her cognition is slow like Grant’s and she is on three of the same medications. The good thing with her is that she doesn’t fall as much as Grant.

 It seems most of kids that have Lafora disease don’t live to 25 years of age. We are thankful that Grant has made it to 30 years old. We feel privileged, to have had him for so long. We are very thankful.

We understand that the doctors are close to a therapy for Lafora Disease so PLEASE DONATE TO CHELSEA’S HOPE SO A THERAPY FOR THIS DISEASE CAN BECOME AVAILABLE SOON.

Love,

Gareth and Clarabelle (Grant’s parents)

Amarah Ahmed

Vibrant Amarah Ahmed is so loud I can hear her from the other side of the house. Amarah attends Round hill Primary School. She used to attend Beeston Rylands Junior School she had to move school due to the house move. Both schools have been made aware of Amarah’s medical condition. Amarah now 10 years old, she skips and jumps and eats all day. Amarah is just full of life and is a happy go lucky child. Actually she is very caring loving and still mummy’s baby as she has her own bedroom but still sleeps in mum’s bed. Amarah has already had two epileptic seizures over 2 years. Amarah is so desperate for a life she wants to be a nurse when she grows up. If she could have life that would be fantastic, a career would be a bonus. This mother desperately wants to see these children have a life. I just wish some miracle would happen that I would wake up one day and be told that there would be a cure for lafora.

The Ahmed children attend the Queens Medical centre Hospital in Nottingham. The children’s consultant is called Dr. William Whitehouse he is a paediatric neurologist, consultant. He also teaches at the medical school. Dr. Whitehouse is quite an expert in his field well known and respected by other professionals. Dr. Whitehouse has good people skills. Unfortunately even the best neurologist couldn’t save my daughters life. All my children want is a life, we can only give the children a life if research takes place and a cure or treatment is found. At the moment there is nothing that can help my children.

 

 

 

 

 

– Submitted by Amarah’s mother, Shekeela Ahmed

Adela Richer

18, Texas

Eighteen years ago when our daughter came into this world she brought with her a joyful universe. Since that blessed day we have been gravitating in this universe enjoying every minute in it, amazed at this miracle that was given to us, this wonder that was changing every day, growing, adding layers of knowledge, wit, and beauty in every aspect. We used to say to each other that Adela was the only thing that we did to perfection. Of course all parents believe the same, but indeed she was perfect to us!

She was a model student in school, she enjoyed reading, learning, being curious about all the things around her. By the third grade she was accepted in the Talented And Gifted program for all study subjects. In the fifth grade she started playing violin. Outside school she went to gymnastics, ice skating, and tennis classes, and enjoyed water skiing, bicycling, or roller skating in the weekends. She was a daring spirit always willing to try new things.

Then seven years ago when her fist seizures happened some stars in our universe became cold. As painful as it was we didn’t despair right away as we read that for most people the seizures can be controlled and they live an almost normal life despite certain limitations. But Adela is not like most of the people with epilepsy. On the contrary, she is among the very few people in this world who was destined to an extraordinary cruel disease named Lafora.

She was diagnosed with Lafora in June 2007, after six years of seizures and a long and painful trip through a large panel of antiepileptic drugs in an attempt to control what the doctors called “idiopathic epilepsy”. During all this time we saw her wit, happiness, and exuberance slowly fading away. Initially we blamed her physical and cognitive regress on the side effects of the antiepileptic drugs. As the years passed her sharp mind that we were so proud of entered a dark zone. Things that were so easily done before became painfully hard. She had to stop playing the violin, and all the other activities she enjoyed. Friends disappeared. While kids of her age open the door and step into the real world, Adela’s world closes around her confining her to her room. While other kids become independent Adela is relying more and more on other people.

She recently turned 18 and she is looking forward to starting her adult life unaware of how sick she is. We do not have the courage or the heart to tell her the real diagnosis and the dismal prospects of the disease. She is a high school senior, she goes to school for 4 hours each day with all the accommodation offered by special ed program. Some days though, she is too tired to attend classes and she spends her time reading or watching TV. She can still talk coherently (sometimes with breaks between words), she understands her reading, but the smallest amount of homework can tire her to exhaustion and gives her lots of myoclonic seizures that she calls socks. She stumbles a lot, has “drop attacks” and losses muscular tonus in her arms making eating, drinking and writing very frustrating.

For the rest, each of the stories written here is our story and there are no words to convey the cruelty of this situation. What we held dearest to our life, the light and soul of our existence is melting away each day.

– Provided by Gabriela & Edmond Richer


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