Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Visitors with exceptional rewards

Frank left for work this morning.  Zach, the PT Guy, generally comes in the afternoon after 2 pm because Frank gets home by then and can get the dogs,out and the front door open.

But for some reason, Zach called at noon and said he'd be over shortly.  I took a pain pill, got DiNozzo and Hugeaux out the back door.  I roused Chloe from her snugly bed and put her out managing to keep DiNozzo out but Hugeaox came in.  I got McGee off the sofa and headed to the door.  Instead he headed to the other sofa.  I shoved him off the sofa and he headed for Chloe's bed.  I tilted the bed and dumped him out and he headed for the original sofa.  I shoved him off the sofa and somehow herded him out the back door without letting either of the two others back inside.  I gave up on Hugeaux and told home to go lay in his bed when the doorbell rang.

By the time Zach started torturing me, the doorbell rang again!  It was Ann with Blizzards from Dairy Queen!  I had a reward for when I finished!

Zach told me I was doing well, I got the bend of the knee to 100 degrees, which is 3 past yesterday.  90 degrees is a goal number and I am past that for this week!!! I am pushing nearly 0 degrees on the straight leg, but I can't walk with the leg straight.  Hmm.....

Pushing pushing pushing!  I can do all the exercises but the one where you lay back and pull the leg bent at the knee back to you hurts beyond belief.  It is the last one we do each time and I always have tears in my eyes.  Involuntary ones, but tears nonetheless.

I an still using my walker but maybe I will graduate to a cane in a week or a half out.  I can't wait!!!

Some rehab sabotage going on here -- sleep, sleep

When I had the nurse visit on Sunday I had asked her to check with the doctors to see if they could give me some Ambien. I had been taking Ambien in the hospital and it really did help me sleep. I am an insomniac and sleep just a couple hours of night every night normally. But with the pain from the cellulitis and the distraction from the covers on the leg I was waking up probably every hour during the night and it was just tearing me up not being able to get any sleep.

The script got called into our pharmacy and Frank went to get it last night. We settled down to watch major crimes.  But I had one more session of physical therapy to do.

 My plans were that I would take the pain pill at eight and do my exercises at nine after major crimes. And I would take the Ambien at bedtime.

At 8 o'clock the pill Frank gave me looked different from the pills that I have been taking. But I took it anyway. In 15 minutes I was falling asleep! He had given me the Ambien instead of a pain pill.

As I did my exercises I would take a break between the various pumps and movements of my leg and I would drift off to sleep. He would have to wake me up to continue on.

I slept till about 3 o'clock this morning. I woke up went to the bathroom, repositioned myself back in bed and went back to sleep.  It was the best nights sleep I've had in a while!!

Monday, July 21, 2014

Gold stars for getting my lunch by myself

For those of you who thought I might've died you you may have been pretty close. But I didn't, I made it. So here I am at a week and a half and the cellulitis is 90 percent gone. Not totally but about 90%. I still can't stand to have the sheet touch the skin on that leg.

There definitely is a difference between surgery pain and nerve pain. The nerve pain is by far worse. Surgery pain pretty much happens only during physical therapy. And the torture guy who comes every day make sure that I feel that pain.

I haven't ventured outside yet with the exception of sitting in the backyard in the sun. But I might try that this week.  Dairy Queen may be beckoning.

My leg hurts "normally" now.  Except for the nerve pain when I have a sheet or pants touching the skin still.  Odd, but pain driven still.

I have one more physical therapy session tonight with Frank before I can sleep. And my leg is still sore from the one this afternoon with Zack. This is the tedious part of recovery.  I still can't straighten my leg out when I walk yet but hopefully that will come in this next week when the swelling continues to go down.

Today Frank went to work. I was self-sufficient for 4 1/2 hours for the first time in two weeks. That means I got up and went to the bathroom by myself. I got my lunch into the microwave by myself. I let the dogs in and out. I let the nurse come in. And I got my own refill for my water.  It felt like I was two years old and had gotten a gold star for doing well!!!!!!

Friday, July 18, 2014

A Life Changed

Today they bury a dear friend of mine.  Our beloved travel companion Patsy Perrington.  She was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer less than a month ago.  She didn't make it to her first chemo at Johns Hopkins.  Chuck
is devastated.  We are shocked, once again, at the sudden loss of a close friend.

I am so lucky, my memories of patsy are those surrounded by incredible scenery, beautiful skies.........and Chuck.  We teased her because on one of the trips the cruise line misprinted her name as Pasty.  In Skagway Alaska,
she leaned in to look at something in a shop window and banged her head
so hard she nearly knocked herself out.  On another cruise she felt bad so much that she slept in the cabin for much if the day.  She was diagnosed with diabetes after she got home and she retired from her job as RN at the Randolf County Prison.

Her heart was huge.  She had such a loving nature.  And there was never a doubt that she and Chuck loved each other deeply.

We laughed nonstop when we were with them.  She had the most
beautiful laugh, uniquely Patsy.  She sounded like Dolly Parton when she talked, a true native of North Carolina.

When we called Chuck this afternoon, Patsy's daughter answered the phone.  My heart skipped a beat, because she sounded just like my beloved friend!

My heart is incredibly empty.  And I am unable to fly to be there with her.

I will never take another vacation that I will not think of her or truly wish she were there with me.

Thursday, July 17, 2014

Leg update!!!!

Yesterday we went to the infectious disease doctors office in Baton Rouge.  We were told at that time that she was not in the office.  So we went home.  Riding in a car for me is painful and exhausting at this point.

This morning we went to her other office in Gonzales. She was two hours late but her evaluation of my leg was that everything was healing well and looking good.   One of the concerns has always been that the cellulitis would get inside the wound. But it has not.

I was pleased. Frank was pleased. The doctor was pleased.  I was also exhausted I came home took a pain pill and fell asleep. Then Zack the physical therapist called.  He was heading this way!

Oh good, more pain!

But that session was not that bad and I'm resting comfortably with ice right now. I'm getting past 90° bent.  I'm at 93 right now. And I'm at 5° on straight.  Pretty darn good for being a week and a day out of surgery. With the complication of the swelling with the cellulitis.

So I am the stellar patient I wanted to be. Just with a little blip in the road.

I am exhausted so I'm going to sleep the afternoon away. Frank vacuum this morning.  He mopped the floors yesterday.  He's out cutting the grass now. And later he'll cook me dinner.

If I didn't have this pain in my leg I could get pretty used to this!!!

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

I'm Home......again

But I think this time will take.

I got home late yesterday.  And have been home now for 24 hours.

And I'm no longer in a drug induced stupor, although I did take a pain med prior to the Physical therapist coming and couldn't put a string of words together.  But I was very funny.

I think I turned the corner today.  I felt like I was going to die on Sunday, but by Monday I was quite aware of being alive.  Today I think I will live.

The pain from the cellulitis in quite intense, but it is distinctly different from the surgery.  The surgery is fine and progressing quite well in spite of the fact that my leg was swollen twice it size and would not move or bend.  And the conundrum is that the knee people want me to move it and walk on it, the infectious disease people want me to stay still and keep it elevated.

I have to make both of them happy.

But, yes, I am better.  I have an appt with the infectious disease doc tomorrow, Dr. Gertie palawalwgistanahian.  Yep. Dr. Gertie!

Monday, July 14, 2014

Dr. Gorgeous came to see me this morning again!

I think he's making up for lost time.

So far this morning I have had a visit from both the PA and Dr. gorgeous, 1000 nurses, an infectious disease doctor, the staff doctor, a social worker, the physical therapy people.  The infectious disease doctor part was scary.

Dr. gorgeous deferred to the infectious disease doctor.

I am speaking this post because I can only use one arm because of the IV.  The wording may be a bit strange because of the nice pain pills I'm on!

Infectious disease doctor was nice.  She said she could transfer me to oral antibiotics and I could go home.  The friendly nurse just came and hung another bag of antibiotics that I think takes two hours.  The hospital doctor Dr. D just came in here and said that I was going home she just didn't quite know when but she's going to go write up the orders. And I need a ride.

The leg status: the leg is still swollen but it is not nearly as red.  And all the doctors are happy about that.  My only complaint has been the IV machine.  They come to fix it and every time they walk out the door it starts beeping again.

I can see the rain and hear the thunder outside. Mcgee is not happy.  Hopefully Frank was able to at least get home and walk him before the storm.

I'm going home today that's the big thing.  I can tell you I'm tired of sitting in this bad. I'm tired of keeping my legs straight. I'm tired of having someone escort me to the potty. I'm tired of everything.

Sophie I think I've outwhined you today!