I'm sitting here watching Grease on TV. I remember seeing the movie at the theatre t Fairlane. I was in 8th grade and a group of girls went at the end of 8th grade to celebrate summer vacation. After seeing the movie we went back to Cindy Cristman's house for a sleep over.
I loved the movie so much I went out and bought the 8 track with some of my paper route money. While I love all the songs my favorite is Beauty School Dropout. Loved it then; love it now.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Friday, March 18, 2011
Lakeland
A while back Dan decided to take a few days off and go to Lakeland Fla with his brother Mike. All the planning happened before my saga. Even though they both wanted to cancel I was adamant that they go and have a good time.
They were there for three days and watched the Tigers every day. On Wednesday I was able to watch the game on TV. While I didn't see Dan and Mike, I did see lots of women fanning themselves to say cool. And yes that did tick me off as I lay on the couch under the covers.
I'm glad they had a great time but am looking forward to Dan coming home today. With him gone I have had to play with Daisy-at times that can be a full time job.
Monday, March 14, 2011
Sunny Day
It's been a little over a month since my surgery. This last week seems to have been a turning point in my recovery. I wake up feeling good, where before, mornings were always challenging.
I still have a nurse that has to come by every day to change the dressing on a wound. The encouraging thing is that two weeks ago the "hole" was 7 cm (about as long as a pinkie finger). Yesterday the nurse measured it, and it is now down to 2.2 cm. I go to the Dr next, and all the nurses feel confident that by that time the wound should be healed and they won't be coming every day. (While I love that they come every day to take care of my medical needs - I hate that they have to come every day)
I am getting more adept to having the ostomy bag. I will admit I am still a bit nervous. Since I rarely leave the house I have the comfort of my home when I have to take care of things. I'm starting to venture our a little more to get used to having this appliance in a more normal setting.
The plan is to go back to work after spring break-which starts April 4. I hope that by then I will be strong enough to not only handle the student day but the after hours that add to the day.
When I went to the Dr last week we talked about the reattachment surgery. After playing out many situations we are sticking with the original plan. I will go in sometime after Memorial Day to have the surgery. Unlike the last surgery where I spent 9 days in the hospital - the Dr. assures me that this is a 3 day stay. He also promises me that I will be back to 100% a month after the procedure.
Through all of this I am thankful for many things: family, friends, coworkers, nurses, and most of all good insurance. I am very blessed-some people live with this for the rest of their lives. I am doing it for 4 months. In the big picture not that long.
I still have a nurse that has to come by every day to change the dressing on a wound. The encouraging thing is that two weeks ago the "hole" was 7 cm (about as long as a pinkie finger). Yesterday the nurse measured it, and it is now down to 2.2 cm. I go to the Dr next, and all the nurses feel confident that by that time the wound should be healed and they won't be coming every day. (While I love that they come every day to take care of my medical needs - I hate that they have to come every day)
I am getting more adept to having the ostomy bag. I will admit I am still a bit nervous. Since I rarely leave the house I have the comfort of my home when I have to take care of things. I'm starting to venture our a little more to get used to having this appliance in a more normal setting.
The plan is to go back to work after spring break-which starts April 4. I hope that by then I will be strong enough to not only handle the student day but the after hours that add to the day.
When I went to the Dr last week we talked about the reattachment surgery. After playing out many situations we are sticking with the original plan. I will go in sometime after Memorial Day to have the surgery. Unlike the last surgery where I spent 9 days in the hospital - the Dr. assures me that this is a 3 day stay. He also promises me that I will be back to 100% a month after the procedure.
Through all of this I am thankful for many things: family, friends, coworkers, nurses, and most of all good insurance. I am very blessed-some people live with this for the rest of their lives. I am doing it for 4 months. In the big picture not that long.
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Medical update
I've been home from the hospital for a little over a week. During that week we were without power so having a stress free recovery (or hot shower) was a little difficult.
I was so optimistic when I left the hospital. For the first 3-4 days, every day I saw improvements in my health. The last couple of days I have hit a plateau. I have a scar from an incision that is not healing as quickly as it should, so I have to deal with changing the dressing for that. Luckily I go to the Dr. tomorrow and my nurse comes on Tuesday.
Mornings are definitely the worst. I get up around 7:30. At that time my intestines start to stir causing some cramping. A bit uncomfortable. After that settles down I get the right mindset to shower and dress. This process takes about 2 hours. Needless to say that after two hours I'm ready for a rest. I then spend the next 3-4 hours recovering from the morning.
When I was in the hospital the Dr. said I needed to take at least 4 weeks off. This week is the beginning of my third week. If things don't improve a bit more quickly I will not be returning to work in two weeks.
Putting my needs first is something that is very foreign. I am learning to ask for help. I will say that through all this Dan has been wonderful. Because of the ice storm he was able to be home with me all last week. I am a bit nervous for Monday -
Dan goes back to work and I am on my own.
I was so optimistic when I left the hospital. For the first 3-4 days, every day I saw improvements in my health. The last couple of days I have hit a plateau. I have a scar from an incision that is not healing as quickly as it should, so I have to deal with changing the dressing for that. Luckily I go to the Dr. tomorrow and my nurse comes on Tuesday.
Mornings are definitely the worst. I get up around 7:30. At that time my intestines start to stir causing some cramping. A bit uncomfortable. After that settles down I get the right mindset to shower and dress. This process takes about 2 hours. Needless to say that after two hours I'm ready for a rest. I then spend the next 3-4 hours recovering from the morning.
When I was in the hospital the Dr. said I needed to take at least 4 weeks off. This week is the beginning of my third week. If things don't improve a bit more quickly I will not be returning to work in two weeks.
Putting my needs first is something that is very foreign. I am learning to ask for help. I will say that through all this Dan has been wonderful. Because of the ice storm he was able to be home with me all last week. I am a bit nervous for Monday -
Dan goes back to work and I am on my own.
Friday, February 18, 2011
insides out
I'm sure there are some people out there who are just thinking I'm being lazy with my posts. That is absolutely not true. Here's the story:
Dan and I went cross country skiing at Garland February 4-5. We had a great time, but the entire time we were there I was having some abdominal pain. Got home Sunday night and got ready for the week just like always.
On Monday I went to school not feeling great - but decided to tough it out. I made it two hours. The abdominal pain was excruciating. My plan was to go the the hospital ER and get meds. I was in the ER 7 hours before the admitted me. The last time I was in the hospital I was having Nathan.
I met with a surgeon (who also happens to be one of the team doctors for the college football team.) He told me that my diverticulitis has turned into diverticulosis (or vise versa) and that surgery was quite possible. He admitted me to hopefully contain the illness without surgery.
I had a very good day on Tuesday - I really thought the meds were working. Well Wednesday was not so good. I woke up extremely sick. Apparently I had developed sepsis. Next thing I new I was in surgery. I don't remember much this day. Dan tells me that all the hospital staff was extremely worried.
For the next week I had good days and bad days. Things did improve when I was allowed to eat and drink again.
I have been home for two days. Dan has been wonderful. I cannot even put my own socks on. I am home for at least a month. I will have a visiting nurse come over at least once a week to help me learn the ins and outs of my ostomy bag. (There is a lot to it)
The plan is that when school ends I will go back to the hospital to have my intestines reattached. While I am excited about that the surgical procedure and recovery is similar to what I am experiencing now.
Thank you to all of you who have sent notes,cards,flowers, prayers and thoughts my way. I an extremely touched by the outpouring of support by friends and family.
Dan and I went cross country skiing at Garland February 4-5. We had a great time, but the entire time we were there I was having some abdominal pain. Got home Sunday night and got ready for the week just like always.
On Monday I went to school not feeling great - but decided to tough it out. I made it two hours. The abdominal pain was excruciating. My plan was to go the the hospital ER and get meds. I was in the ER 7 hours before the admitted me. The last time I was in the hospital I was having Nathan.
I met with a surgeon (who also happens to be one of the team doctors for the college football team.) He told me that my diverticulitis has turned into diverticulosis (or vise versa) and that surgery was quite possible. He admitted me to hopefully contain the illness without surgery.
I had a very good day on Tuesday - I really thought the meds were working. Well Wednesday was not so good. I woke up extremely sick. Apparently I had developed sepsis. Next thing I new I was in surgery. I don't remember much this day. Dan tells me that all the hospital staff was extremely worried.
For the next week I had good days and bad days. Things did improve when I was allowed to eat and drink again.
I have been home for two days. Dan has been wonderful. I cannot even put my own socks on. I am home for at least a month. I will have a visiting nurse come over at least once a week to help me learn the ins and outs of my ostomy bag. (There is a lot to it)
The plan is that when school ends I will go back to the hospital to have my intestines reattached. While I am excited about that the surgical procedure and recovery is similar to what I am experiencing now.
Thank you to all of you who have sent notes,cards,flowers, prayers and thoughts my way. I an extremely touched by the outpouring of support by friends and family.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Rocky
Dan and I thought when the kids outgrew toys we would be able to have a nice finished basement space. Well the kids room has turned into the workout room. Matt's latest purchase is a heavy bag. He hung it up today and began to get his swell on. I will admit I have been wanting one of these. I want to try kickboxing.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
545 miles
For the last two years I have been diligent about going to the gym. For about the last 18 months I have recorded every workout in a notebook. Well today I took out the notebook and added up all the miles I traveled - either on the treadmill, the bike, the elliptical or on the road. The grand total = 545 miles. When I figured out how far that was driving, I would be between DeMoines Iowa and Lincoln Nebraska.
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