"What the hell did I get myself into?". These words played in my head many times during the weeks after I had gone under the knife. I was advised that the staples would have to come out on the 5th of November. 25 days. I obviously did research on staple care. For complicated incisions, like … Continue reading The Road to Recovery
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WTH? I DID NOT ANTICIPATE THIS POST OP NIGHTMARE!
Warning! If medical visuals make you squeamish please be aware that there are medical pics contained in this post. It was a cold, stormy night... okay no it wasn't but it was really early, dark out and very cold! I had set my alarm because I needed to be at the hospital early in the … Continue reading WTH? I DID NOT ANTICIPATE THIS POST OP NIGHTMARE!
The darkness of depression. I’m here but I’m not present.
Alot of people have been reaching out to me. I've gone off the grid for more than a week which people know is very unlike me. I am sharing this post in the hopes that I will find some catharsis and perhaps that it helps someone else out there who needs this. I'm filled with … Continue reading The darkness of depression. I’m here but I’m not present.
So guess where I was last night. No prizes for winning. My body is giving up on my behalf..
Here's a hint... I might as well set up a bed for myself here... make it comfy I'm tired. My body is tired and my mind is tired. Since Saturday last week, so 10 days of unrelenting pain. I'm not able to function even through copious amounts of medication. When the E.R doctor saw me … Continue reading So guess where I was last night. No prizes for winning. My body is giving up on my behalf..
Confession time. What you didn’t know was really going on this week.
I had starting to feel stressed because of an extremely stressful situation. This time however I approached it differently. I have to take this time to say that I really did make a valiant attempt at taking a back seat. It was not easy at all ass this was something I would have been first … Continue reading Confession time. What you didn’t know was really going on this week.
Labelled Disabled. The Struggle.
More than 18 months ago I went on to temporary disability. The hope was that during that time I would get better enough to resume employment. I worked hard at it. I even tried following the crazy regimen of medication the one specialist had me on. I tried. During this time I would see an … Continue reading Labelled Disabled. The Struggle.
I didn’t make it. So let’s rather talk about our support systems.
I started writing this while waiting to be booked into hospital. Yes, you read right. Hospital. So much for not going to hospital in the first month of the year! I've just had to go through some back and forth with medical staff/nurses/admin at the Doctors' surgical area and rooms. So apparently the fusions are … Continue reading I didn’t make it. So let’s rather talk about our support systems.
I choked back my tears. A quick update on my appointment…
So today saw me going to my rheumatologist for the first time this year. It was an emergency appointment because I had been flaring for most of December. I wished it was just a 'let's touch base to do a check up and a look at the meds you're on' kind of appointment. After the … Continue reading I choked back my tears. A quick update on my appointment…
What fresh hell awaits me??
So the holidays are over and everyone is going back to school and work. I am going back to let's fix Tracey. It literally is a full time job. I started the new year with a Lupus flare. In my previous post I said that I pitched up like a vagrant in a gown to … Continue reading What fresh hell awaits me??