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Well, folks, today is it. The big day, and I actually have time to post before I go in for my neck surgery since I don’t have to leave the house until nine. Surgery is scheduled for 11:30 and I have to be there at 9:30 (so I can wait, and wait…)lol.
I did find out that what stopped the procedure before was that my mono had re-activated, but I’m feeling much better now and I just want to get this over with, so I’m not going to mention it. If I don’t have fever, it isn’t a big deal anyway. Nothing they can do about a dumb old virus anyway. They say that it takes 4-6 weeks for the virus to get out of your system. I ain’t waiting that long!
I just wanted to thank everyone for your prayers and concern and let you know I’ll be back as soon as possible. They say recovery doesn’t take very long. Fingers crossed! I’m trying not to think about anything this morning and just be patient, it’s hard when you’re hungry and you can smell your hubby’s coffee but not have it!
Y’all have a great Tuesday and I’ll be back as soon as possible. Hopefully, I will be able to attend my next Red Hat Function which is Saturday for High Tea. We will see. Keep those good thoughts and prayers coming, the surgeon needs a steady hand this morning! Oh yeah, Connie gave me a special nail job this time so my nail beds would be visible, but I’d still have something festive on my nails. Priorities people! LOL!
In case I’m away longer than I think, Happy Holidays everyone! Merry Christmas and Happy New Year too!
Simultaneously staring at the streaked shower glass
Soaking in a salty mix of Epsom salts and frankincense
Waiting the twenty minutes it takes for hopeful detoxification
Sweating it out while sipping on cinnamon-laced ACV tea
Striving for Nirvana
Wanting the pain, to disappear down the drain
As it takes the salts, poisons, and sins with it.
I have to say, I did feel a sight better after my little bath this morning and from there I commenced to partake in a new twist on a borrowed recipe from Nutiva for breakfast-but the only part of the recipe I used was the basic chia pudding, this time it set up properly and other than a strange sort of mouth- feel from what I supposed was the type of coconut milk I used, ( I used So Delicious Brand Culinary Coconut Milk) it was pretty good! To that, I added some flax, frozen blueberries, and some coconut-chia granola and it was a yummy, breakfast pudding indeed!
After a teary night last night because I was feeling so out of sorts, I’m hoping for a better day today. I’m trying to detox and prepare for my pre-op the best I can and part of that is getting the house ready for me coming home and not being allowed to bend over or lift heavy items. So what I’m supposed to do if put the things I need to use every day at eye level, tomorrow I will wash the bed sheets and tomorrow night, I will shower with the special kit containing the only soap I’m to use (you have to scrub from chin to toes for two minutes) and then crawl in a clean bed after also removing all of my jewelry.
Thursday morning I will be up rather early to arrive at the hospital by 5:30am, I think surgery is actually scheduled for 7:30am. I know I’ll be in good hands but I can’t stop thinking about all the what-ifs. They are messing with my spinal cord after all, as well as replacing two of my discs in my neck, I literally will never be the same after that. (Hopefully, I will be better!) Maybe I’ll be stronger, pain-free and able to leap tall buildings in a single bound…oh wait, that’s Superman. Oh well, I’ll be more like the bionic woman by the time I have a new neck and a new knee!
I’m still feeling blue about the issues mentioned yesterday, yet I will strive for relaxation and try not to think of things that cause me guilt and sorrow and pray that after my surgery is behind me I can once again find the true joy of Christmas, which is having my WHOLE family together and that the gift-giving thing resolves on its own.
(Ugh! I just realized I never hit publish on yesterday’s post! I will post it first-then I will publish this one. Sorry folks, my bad.)
(If you click on the link, you can see the original recipe from Nutiva)
The first time it happened to me, I was 13 years old. We had been playing baseball with our next door neighbors in the alley behind our house. I was having the best run of my life, had almost made it to first base when…in mid-air mind you, my kneecap seemed to slip to the left of where it was supposed to be, which is called dislocation, and I brought out all the neighbors with my screams. They thought I was being murdered, but that was the worst pain I have ever felt, to this day, I still have anxiety attacks if I think about the pain I feel every time that happens. Unfortunately for me, it happened a lot.
My Dad took me to the doctor who was an excellent physician with no bedside manner at all. He looked at my leg as I lay writhing in pain and said, “You dislocated your knee, you knew that didn’t you?” I was so angry, what did he mean ‘I knew that’? Turns out that was just his way of joking around, but this was no laughing matter. My knee had swelled to the size of a grapefruit and he had to first drain off all that fluid before he stabilized, then cast my leg. (that’s how they did it in the old days) This was after trying to walk on it FOR A WEEK after the injury. My parents didn’t know any better, it was only because I was not improving that they took me in. When I came home from the doctor in a cast and on crutches, my mother burst into tears.
I guess God made me a little crooked, one leg is a few centimeters shorter than the other or something- that is what the next doctor I had to go to told us. He also said I already had arthritis in my knees, a fact I chose to ignore all my life. I was young. I couldn’t let that stop me from walking, marching, and dancing! I had things to do! Anyway, for whatever reason, my knees (both of them) would dislocate from time to time, the left one way more than the right. They say it is more common in women. They also say it occurs when the leg is planted wrong, that causes the patella to slide out of place. well, the first time it happened to me I was in mid air! The cause for my left knee anyway was the fact that the tendon was pulling too tight, causing my kneecap to go out if I even turned my leg the wrong way. Once it happened after I was married, I finally had the mini-surgery to correct it. They did a lateral tendon release and (knock on wood) I never dislocated it again.
So why am I now having trouble with my right knee? Apparently, it had more arthritis in it, all of the injuries wore down the cartilage and now I have not much cushion left and I’m hoping they can do those injections that make your cartilage grow back. I hate having surgery because then there are months of physical therapy blah, blah, blah. I still have things to do, you know, it’s just never a good time. Thing is, I didn’t have as many dislocations in that one, so why is it now so messed up?
When I was young I called it twisting my knee, because, really that is what’s happening, but the correct term is subluxation or dislocation. If you talk to most healthcare professionals, they say it is more common in kids who play sports and that the normal age for this to occur is between 16-20. After it happened to me that first time, I didn’t need to be playing sports, I could get up out of a chair wrong and BOOM! That happened once, and it was horrific because the kneecap locked to the side, I couldn’t get it back in position and whoever came to my rescue managed it and then I passed out from the pain. I just read that patellar subluxation is more common than dislocation and just as disabling…no kidding? Welcome to my life. They call it that because it is caused by a physical deformity of the knee, causing the knee to buckle and no longer support your weight. (And all the other symptoms I’ve already discussed here) Treatment usually in multimodal, involving education, physical therapy, braces, weight reduction and medication. If you need to lose weight, they make you do that first too, because every pound you gain puts and extra 3 pounds of pressure on your knees. That is not my issue though and never has been.
What I’m wishing now is that I would have had the real deal surgery when I was younger, now I don’t want to have to go through it. I have an appointment scheduled for June 12 with a new ortho doc, I’m hoping he agrees that I can wait awhile. Has this happened to any of you? What did they do for it? Have you had knee surgery? I want to hear all about it, just tell me in the comments. Sorry if I made any of you squirm, just talking about this had me squirming as I wrote it. I’m telling you, I’d rather have a baby than go through that pain again! Anyway, I’ll be here with my brace on and only one more day of steroids left, yea!! Write me back so I can hear your answers, and I’ll be resting on the patio.
My husband announced on Friday that he had volunteered to make the chili for a function at work, a cook off I think. This meant he also had to go out and purchase the ingredients to make two gallons of chili, not to mention a brand new 8-quart crock pot for it to go in. My cheap ass would have found another way, but not him. He believes in doing things the right way, even if it costs him extra. I’m sure it will be delicious, (we will be sampling it later 😉) and I’m also sure the crock pot will come in handy as we host family dinner so often. That’s not the point, the point is, sometimes volunteering also means paying the price. The price someone else did not want to have to pay, or spending time doing what others wouldn’t or couldn’t do. My husband is a kind and generous person, so none of this surprises me. I’m so glad he is in charge of the task, thinking of cooking in our shell of a kitchen right now makes my head spin! Hey, at least the stove still works but I’m glad we aren’t hosting a family dinner this weekend.
He also has surgery coming up on Thursday this week and is having to pay the price for the first doctor not getting all the cancer out the first time. Not to minimize it, but it is just basal cell carcinoma near his eye (thank God) and the micro surgeon plans on making sure she gets it all this time. In addition to that, he has to pay the hefty price to have the surgery done, something that wouldn’t be happening if the first doctor had done a better job the first time. I prayed for him today at church, then again later as I took a walk in the prayer garden close to my home. I wouldn’t have even known that place was there if our pastor hadn’t told us about it during the service today. I’m so glad I made it a point to attend church today, I always feel better about it afterwards. Please say a prayer for him and also my dad, as he has surgery the following week. I really appreciate it 😊By the way, we do have insurance, but the out of pocket is $1000 and his deductible is $2000 (nothing cheap these days) and he may have to pay more the day of surgery. 😒 I guess it could be worse, at least we are lucky enough to have insurance, that’s more than some people can say.