Haven't posted for a bit so thought I'd touch base with anyone who reads this.
I got my results from my biopsy and it was good news. I am apparently hypersensitive to something in my environment. Still waiting to hear from my respirologist for more information and treatment options.
Still in quite a bit of pain from the surgery but it is finally starting to let up. My frozen shoulder still bothers me but has greatly improved. My hip has decided it wants some attention so has been giving me some bother. Luckily, once I'm up and moving it seems to settle down. Guess I'm just getting old!
On another front, I decided to take my house off the market for the winter as I really don't want to move during the winter and after over 2 years of keeping the house show ready, I'm taking a break and letting the slob in me take over for a while.
Met up with my baby sister around the end of Sept. That is a topic for another blog post.
Nothing much else to say today. Will check in later in the month.
yakatchalater!
Saturday, 29 October 2016
Sunday, 9 October 2016
Surgery update
I had the biopsy done almost 3 weeks ago now and am impatiently waiting for the results. Apparently they can take from 4 to 5 weeks!
St Paul's Hospital was a decent hospital although the nurses didn't respond to the call buttons as quickly as one would expect. This may have been partly due to the fact that my room mate frequently used hers, often for no real reason.
I discovered that morphine is not my friend (although it did remove the pain effectively). I got extremely dizzy and got a bit panic-y on it. Once out of hospital, I figured I could manage with just Tylenol but after going through almost 50 tabs in a week, I figured I needed something a bit stronger. Saw a Dr. to have my stitch taken out and got a script for Temedol (sp?) with Tylenol. Unfortunately, this hasn't really done the trick super effectively as I am still in a lot of pain.
The 2 small incisions have healed up nicely but the one the tube was in is being the slowest and most painful to heal.
My awesome little sister came to stay with me for over a week and was a great help. I got spoiled with her cooking for me and she even did all my laundry! The most amazing part was that she put up with my bitchiness when the pain was bad. I've discovered that when I'm hurting, I'm not a very nice person to be around. Kudos also go to my brother who looked after her cats so she could come and to my brother-in-law who looked after my little dog for me.
While little sis was here, we paid a surprise visit to our littlest sister. She hasn't talked to me since my mom died in 2000. She didn't slam the door in our faces as I feared but then she didn't welcome us with open arms either. She stayed in her doorway and we stayed outside. At least she accepted my phone number - time will tell whether she will call or not.
As B had to go home to pay her rent and see her missed kitties, I decided to drive her to MJ. This may not have been the wisest decision. I was OK until about an hour from MJ when the pain kicked back in big time. I was very glad to get to ME's house, let me tell you! Then some darned white stuff started falling from the sky and made the highways somewhat dangerous to travel on. It didn't take much arm twisting to make me stay an extra night in MJ. The drive home was uneventful albeit somewhat painful and I am now home safe and sound with my puppy home with me again. I imagine she is feeling a bit lonely after being with Bentley here for about 4 weeks then a couple weeks with all 5 of ME's dogs. For myself, it is nice to be home and have my privacy and all, but I do miss having my sis here to chat with.
Now I just have to develop some patience so I can wait for the next week or so until I hear from my Dr. I'm hoping that he will say it is something that can be fixed by meds and/or a diet and exercise regime. Fingers and toes crossed.
Til next time, toodledoo!
St Paul's Hospital was a decent hospital although the nurses didn't respond to the call buttons as quickly as one would expect. This may have been partly due to the fact that my room mate frequently used hers, often for no real reason.
I discovered that morphine is not my friend (although it did remove the pain effectively). I got extremely dizzy and got a bit panic-y on it. Once out of hospital, I figured I could manage with just Tylenol but after going through almost 50 tabs in a week, I figured I needed something a bit stronger. Saw a Dr. to have my stitch taken out and got a script for Temedol (sp?) with Tylenol. Unfortunately, this hasn't really done the trick super effectively as I am still in a lot of pain.
The 2 small incisions have healed up nicely but the one the tube was in is being the slowest and most painful to heal.
My awesome little sister came to stay with me for over a week and was a great help. I got spoiled with her cooking for me and she even did all my laundry! The most amazing part was that she put up with my bitchiness when the pain was bad. I've discovered that when I'm hurting, I'm not a very nice person to be around. Kudos also go to my brother who looked after her cats so she could come and to my brother-in-law who looked after my little dog for me.
While little sis was here, we paid a surprise visit to our littlest sister. She hasn't talked to me since my mom died in 2000. She didn't slam the door in our faces as I feared but then she didn't welcome us with open arms either. She stayed in her doorway and we stayed outside. At least she accepted my phone number - time will tell whether she will call or not.
As B had to go home to pay her rent and see her missed kitties, I decided to drive her to MJ. This may not have been the wisest decision. I was OK until about an hour from MJ when the pain kicked back in big time. I was very glad to get to ME's house, let me tell you! Then some darned white stuff started falling from the sky and made the highways somewhat dangerous to travel on. It didn't take much arm twisting to make me stay an extra night in MJ. The drive home was uneventful albeit somewhat painful and I am now home safe and sound with my puppy home with me again. I imagine she is feeling a bit lonely after being with Bentley here for about 4 weeks then a couple weeks with all 5 of ME's dogs. For myself, it is nice to be home and have my privacy and all, but I do miss having my sis here to chat with.
Now I just have to develop some patience so I can wait for the next week or so until I hear from my Dr. I'm hoping that he will say it is something that can be fixed by meds and/or a diet and exercise regime. Fingers and toes crossed.
Til next time, toodledoo!
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