Tag: surgery

Life is never boring.. let’s just say that

Evening all,

I’ve been putting off writing a new blog as things are changing constantly, and I keep on saying.. “I’ll just wait for this info..”  or “I’ll just wait for that..”, but I realised that if I keep on waiting, I’m going to end up having to write the longest blog entry known to man.

So let’s get into it…  I am now 7wks (& one day) post Hysterectomy .. and everything is great.  I apparently have an infection in the ‘delicate area’.  (LOL), but honestly, I barely felt any symptoms.. it was only discovered via the swab they did at the 6wk check up….  which kinda makes it annoying that I have to take these antibiotics, as they have a yucky side effect of leaving a metalic taste in my mouth.  But oh well, we do what we need to to continue on this optimum recovery journey.  Quick note.. Operation comeback is in full swing, but I’ll address that in full in a seperate blog post.

I literally have zero evidence to say that I had this surgery 7wks ago…  although when I got up from sitting on the ground cross legged yesturday, and used my core muscles only do it (as I didn’t put my hands on the ground and push up)… I did feel just a smidge of complaint in, what I’m now affectionately calling, ‘My Uterus void’.  🤣😂🤣

We will address this next issue super quickly.. as hey, my Mum (& my word, possibly my daughter… whoopsie) might read this 🤣.. but everything works great now.. and my husband is a happy man once again, after many weeks of ‘being a compassionate husband, and obeying the doctors’.  😂

On Tuesday, we headed off to Qld Children’s Hospital to see a geneticist.  This was organised by Master 14’s Paediatrician.  The goal was to find out more than we did 17ish years ago when we were first referred to one because we’d just been VERY surprised by our baby being born with congenital cataracts.  I am actually planing on a more in depth blog on this exact topic, so stay tuned for that.

As it turns out, we didn’t learn anything, other than that the genetic testing costs $2000 (through the public health system, but still) and actually may not give us any result at all.  Basically they are still not able to identify every single gene and why it came about that way.  We didn’t feel that was responsible use of the health system if it may not yield a result.  They suggested that, as more advances are being made constantly, we come back when our kiddos (& their then spouses) are ready to have kiddos.. and then they can make decisions with as much info onboard as is available at that time.

Super quickly, when we saw the geneticist with Master 17 as a newborn, they said they there were a few scenarios that would explain why the genetic condition occurred.  One was in Male’s only, but that, of course, makes no sense, because, hey… I was born with it and I’m not a male.  The other was that all of our kids carry the gene but don’t necessarily ‘have it’ . (eg our 18yr old daughter who has perfect vision.) And the other, which could also overlap the others, was that I was simply a ‘mutant gene’ . How lovely, right. ha ha.

dna-strand

What they were saying at the appointment on Tuesday is that they, possibly, can’t expand on that any further at this stage.  If the particular gene that caused this has not yet been identified, then we’ll get a ‘negative’ genetic test result.  I hope I’m explaining that in a way that makes sense.

So, onto the next ongoing issue on our family… Master 17 is still due to have eye surgery on Aug 6th.   He suffered through a terrible 2wks of school holidays, dealing with awful side effects of the eyedrops and tablet he needed to be on to keep his pressure down until the surgery.  We had to reduce the dosage until he was well enough to basically function again.  We think the culprit is mainly the tablet, which is Daimox.  I’ve since heard nothing but terrible things about this drug… and far worse side effects the the nausea and vomiting that J had to suffer through.

We had happily got all that sorted out, when he went and threw a spanner in the works and severed his ankle tendons playing a friendly game of Basketball at youth camp.  So now, we are waiting an orthopaedic surgery date to fix that, and in the meantime he is in a moon boot, and on crutches at all times.  Let’s just say he’s often a ‘joy’ to be around at present, but hey… I can’t blame him… He can’t walk, play sport, workout, go to school camp, be with friends.. or basically anything fun. He just gets to hang out with Mum at home all day…. every teenagers dream, right.  LOL.

I also had a minor setback with my camera situation.. the beloved new Canon g7x mark ii turned out to be damaged.. or ‘not as described (the risks of buying 2nd hand), but Praise God for Buyer protection as I was able to lodge it as ‘not as described’ and got a full refund.  And, as it’s turned out, it musta been a God thing as I found a brand new one, with warranty, for only $100 more.  So, Fi is a happy camper right now with my NEW NEW camera that arrived yesturday.

My husband and I did do a flying trip up to Double Island point, where I did get great photos and footage with the damaged camera.  Here’s the link and you’ll see the mark across the lens in the centre left on some of the images/footage, especially when there is a lot of sun involved.  I won’t go into the trip too much as it’s pretty much explained in the vlog.  So, enjoy that.

My DH is away on a flying trip to Northern NSW this weekend, so it’s just the kiddos and I… so, why not, I thought I’d rearrange and slightly reno the study.  I’m halfway through, exhausted, but it’s gonna be GREAT !!!!

Oh.. and Master 17 now has a terrible cold.. and Master 14 has had a few pain attacks that seem a ‘smell a little’ of appendicitis, but hey… I’m not speaking that into existence.  I completely refute any possibility of that in Jesus name !!!  #declareit !!! Thankfully Miss 18 is fighting fit…  let’s keep it that way shall we.

Bye for now Blog buddies.

Blessings.

37400913_10156599517509540_438102688714981376_n.jpg

 

 

My hysterectomy

Evening all !!

I feel like I say everything several times over now that I have several different ‘social platforms’… but here goes anyway.

As I told you in my last post, I went in for a Hysterectomy last Friday the 7th June. This surgery has been on the cards for quite a long time, but of course I wanted to do literally EVERYTHING first to see if I could avoid this major surgery.

All of this is documented in blogs, but as a ‘quick’ overview, I had a Mirena inserted (at my GP… Worst day ever!!!!) in mid 2017 after many many years of horrific period pain, loss and other unpleasant related symptoms.

I don’t know about you, but I can handle whatever I need to in my child bearing years… because hey, you just do what you need to do in order to bring about your family…. But once you know God has competed your family.. or even if you yourself simply decide your family is complete, you have less & less tolerance for pain & discomfort associated with the reproductive system.

I actually put all of this off years longer than I needed to.. but hey, I honestly think God’s timing always shows us just how perfect his plan is. Had I done this 5yrs ago, I would’ve been anyhere near as fit & healthy, which most likely would have produced a far different recovery situation than the one I’m in right now.

Ok… I’m getting sidetracked … Back to the timeline…

The Mirena did do part of it’s job, which was to reduce loss… (this was actually a huge win, as I was struggling with aneomia, and often restricted from donating blood) but all other symptoms were the same. I also got some new ones…. Some horrific pain that landed me in the Emergency dept several times. I ended up having to have it removed (also at the GP.. also an AWFUL day.) PS… in the unlikely event that my doctor reads this… you’re awesome, and none of the awfulness is your fault. Ha ha

The next step was an Endometrial ablation, which happened in mid 2018. This particular surgery was my worst ever when it came to my drug allergies.

My first indication that I had drug allergies was when I had a really small procedure at the doctors on my foot 6 or 7 years ago, and when I was given strong pain killers afterwards, I ended up more nauseas that I had ever experienced before.

I then had even worse experiences when I had what was assumed to be chest pain (But ended up being bad indigestion). I was given morphine in the ambulance which put me in a far worse state than before they gave it to me.

I then had a bad bought of sinusitis where I ended up in the ED and was given Endone…. also up there in the ‘worst day ever’ stakes.

So…. back to the ablation surgery… it was DARN STINKIN AWFUL!! I did tell the anaesthetist about my drug reactions, but maybe I didn’t make enough of a point about it, seeing as it ended up being the worst experience ever.  (Yes, I’m a little dramatic about this particular subject.)

My nausea was sooooooo bad in recovery that I honestly… no joke… would’ve happily gone to meet The Lord there and then.

So, when the ablation surgery did only the same…. reduce loss, but introduce even MORE yucky symptoms… some of the worst headaches known to man.. a Hysterectomy became unavoidable.

Which brings us to last Friday… sitting in the waiting room… confident that I’d prepared my body as best I could for the journey I was about to embark on.

There were 2 ladies in the waiting room with us that were very clearly there for their c-sections. That was emotional for me (surprisingly) as it really brought it home that we were drawing a big fat line under any possibility of making bubbas. (Not that we want more, so yeah.. it was weird. )

I made a BIG point about my drug allergies with basically anyone we spoke to prior to surgery, including the pre-op appt a few days prior. It was written all over my chart…. but just to be on the safe side, I spoke to the anaesthetist in the anaesthetic bay and said (obviously my talking to everyone worked, as she knew all about it) that she reviewed what they gave me last time, and she had a different plan for this procedure.

Well, whatever she planned… it worked, as while the procedure did take the max time given of 3hrs, and I still spent a longer than average time in recovery… I didn’t experience any nausea until later that evening, and that was to do with drugs given on the ward.

I had a reasonably good post surgery day the following day, but did battle with some nausea due to the strong pain meds I needed.

I did manage to have a shower, wee on my own (got a gold star for that one).. and GET DISCHARGED!!. It was soooooo good to get home and get into my own bed !! (Yes, I’m playing that first day down a tad… it was really quite awful.. but moving on… )

The last week has had its ups and downs. While in some ways, it’s been much better than expected, it’s also been far worse than I expected.   I’ve been able to have a small (& slow) 15 min walk each evening, and I’m pleased with that, however, I am quite physically incapable of doing anything but walk (rather slowly) around the house.  I have been able to do a few small trips out, even to my son’s Paediatricians appt yest, but everything is at the pace of a 700yr old Tortoise.  This is NOT a speed I’m accustomed to… or like .. AT ALL !!!

I have managed to get down to only using stronger pain meds at night… and just paracetamol thru the day.

Doing close to nothing is driving me absolutely bonkers… but I am excited that I’m 1wk closer to OPERATION COMEBACK !!  I do most certainly need to develop more self control & patience though, in order to not go crazy during this healing process.

I’m excited to plan, and achieve some really great things with my fitness once I’m physically able to get back into it !!  In the meantime, I’ve decided to gain more knowledge in the areas of nutrition and healthy living.  I’d also love to go back over some of my Bible College subjects that I found particularly interesting at the time, but would love to go over with more at a slower speed.

And I’ll take you all along for the ride !

But for now, sleep, healing & recovery calls !!

Blessings peeps !!

Respect the temple !

37400913_10156599517509540_438102688714981376_n.jpg

Surgery prep scriptures

Happy Saturday all !!!

For those of you who don’t follow me on instagram or Facebook, I am booked in to have a Hysterectomy this coming Friday 7th June.  This surgery has been on the cards for quite some time, and I’ve done everything I can to avoid having it, but alas, here we are, with all other avenues exhausted.

I’ve been doing all I can to prepare myself for this procedure…  continuing my healthy lifestyle, adding a few ‘specific to surgery prep’ supplements, staying in a good place mentally, as well as doing all practical things needed to have the best recovery time I possibly can.

I’ll actually be heading into the kitchen as soon as I’ve finished this blog entry to get some meals prepared and in the freezer for ease of use post surgery.   (I’m sure there’ll be some takeaway by the fam happen as well.. ha ha)

I’m also leaning heavily on scripture passages like Isaiah 41:10 So do not fear, for I am with you; Do not be dismayed, for I am your God.  I will strengthen you wand help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.

It’s easy to let fear and anxiety take hold, especially when you know you react badly to the drugs used.. and you know just how darn awful you do feel immediately post surgery.  However, I feel more prepared this time around, both with prep in the natural (healthy lifestyle, additional supplements etc etc) and prep in the supernatural.  I’ve got a fantastic team of prayer buddies who will cover me over the surgery and recovery time, and I feel really blessed to have this.

Some more scriptures that are going to be very helpful over the time are :

Isaiah 40:29 He gives strength to the wear and increases the power of the weak.

Jeremiah 30:17a “But I will restore you to health and heal your wounds.” declares the Lord “

1 Peter 5:7 Cast all your anxiety on Him because He cares for you.

Philippians 4:6-7 Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.  And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

Deauteronomy 31:8 The Lord himself goes before you and will be with you; He will never leave you nor forsake you.  Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged.

Psalm 23:3-4 He renews my strength.  He guides me along right paths, bringing honor to his name.  Even when I walk through the darkest valley, I will not be afraid, for you are close beside me. Your rod and your staff protect and comfort me.  

As usual, I could go on & on with my scripture lists, as God’s work is literally FULL of encouragement to us in all life situations, but these ones above are particularly good to ‘keep in the scripture bank’ coming up to this surgery.

I have my pre-op appointment on Monday morning.. at the joyful time of 8am…  It has gotten pretty darn cold in Brisbane this past week, and getting out of bed is not fun anymore.  However, I’m very aware, that these temperatures are nothing compared to other parts of QLD.  -3.4ᵒ near Warwick, an incredible -11ᵒ recorded near Stanthorpe, usually close to freezing in Kingaroy…   so our lows of 6degrees aren’t too bad.

OK… I’ll do my best to blog again after my pre-op appointment, but if not… see you ‘wombless’ on the flipside 😂

Blessings peeps !!

37400913_10156599517509540_438102688714981376_n.jpg

 

 

 

Let’s keep it real

Morning all…  seeing this isn’t ‘fakeblog’, let’s get real with why sometimes, for me at least, being the healthiest version of yourself doesn’t ALWAYS turn out peachy keen.

So, two days ago, I went in for a surgery… heads up, if you’re a guy reading this and you don’t wanna read about women’s issues…. feel free to hit the red traffic light now (or the X if you are disadvantaged enough to be on a Windows system. 😂) . I went in for a Laparoscopy, where they would be looking for endometriosis, burning off of any that they find (they found none… woo hoo!!), a cervical scraping (to check for any nasties), and then an endometrial ablation.  Sounds like fun right ?

I have dealt with bad.. and when I say bad, I mean REALLY BAD, period pain my entire period having life.  High school involved 2 days off every month because of it… and well, yeah, maybe I hated school too, but that’s another story.  I got a good few years of reprieval while I had my children and breastfed them, but then went back to pretty full on pain every month.  It’s actually expanded from just the period time, to ovulation time, as well as the week leading up to my period.  Basically I had a 1wk sweet spot each month.  (All holidays planned around that one week.. lol).

I eventually, after a couple of trips to the ED, got my arse into gear and got a referral to see a specialist.  Due to my recent ED visits, I was categorised high, which meant surgery within 90days, but I actually ended up with a date only 6wks from my initial appointment.

Anyway…  fast forward to two days ago… I’m lying on a trolley, trying not to cry as I’m about to be wheeled into theatre.  I thought I was all A-OK about going in… but surprisingly not.  I asked for a pre-med to calm me down… and what d’ya know.. I was out like a light… and then that’s when the ‘fun’ started.. and where we get to the ‘keep it real’ bit.

I knew I could not have the drug Endone, as it makes me violently ill… something you do not want after abdominal surgery.. but I had forgotten that when I had some ambulance trips & ED visits with chest pain issues last year, I actually found out my body does not like ANY Opioid drugs.  It would have been handy to have mentioned that to the anaesthetist.  whoopsie.

Opioids include opiates, an older term that refers to such drugs derived from opium, including morphine itself. Other opioids are semi-synthetic and synthetic drugs such as hydrocodone, oxycodone and fentanyl; antagonist drugs such as naloxone; and endogenous peptides such as the endorphins.  They can be more commonly known as Narcotic drugs.

I went to sleep at around 2pm, being told that I’d need to stay 2hrs after waking up and then I could go home . I was thinking . home by 6pm…. at 7.30pm, I was still not responding well to the nursing staff, couldn’t keep my eyes open for more than a second…  and tbh, I felt exactly like Loki when Hulk gets to him on the rooftop in Avengers.  (Yes, I’m a huge Marvel fan.. just roll with it.)

When I spoke to the surgeon yesturday morning and she commented on my bad reaction to the drugs, she said to me “You eat healthy, don’t drink alcohol or take much medication, right?”  Well, that pretty much sums it up, yes.  It was interesting to hear her say that they barely ever see the inside of a healthy person who hasn’t abused their body with drugs and alcohol.  Funny.. I thought I was pretty darn normal.    Maybe I’ve lead a sheltered life.. ha ha

Fast forward again to now… and I don’t feel quite as bad as Loki… but not far off.  I honestly never want a GA ever again… and I joked to my husband that if I do have to, I may take up drinking a few months prior in order to prepare my body.  LOL.  Kidding, I totally won’t do that, and don’t recommend it to others.

The next ‘fun’ post surgery symptom is the shoulder and rib discomfort that follows any laparoscopic surgery.    Shoulder discomfort is common after a laparoscopy due to some residual carbon dioxide gas in the upper abdomen irritating the nerves near your diaphragm muscle. This is normal (and not dangerous) and usually settles in less than 1 week as your body reabsorbs the CO2.

LESS THAN A WEEK… are you freaking kidding me….  I’m 2days in and wanna rip my own ribs out… and give myself a shoulder dislocation … arrgghhhh !!!

OK… enough with the wingeing !!!!  While this situation is not the most fun I’ve ever had, I can recognise that having a healthy body is a great thing 99.999999 % of the time…  but maybe just not when you need to bring in the big guns.  I just need to remember to REALLY press the point if (she shudders) I ever have to have a GA again.  They did throw around the big H word if my pain continues, so let’s start praying against that one shall we.

I was beyond pleased though to have my prayer buddy with me at all times.  It’s a huge comfort to know that you don’t go anywhere alone and He’s there with you at EVERY point.   I know we just throw the words around … but it’s a legit comfort you can’t have with anything or anyone else.  I recognised that in particular when I was anxious before the surgery.. I was seeking the comfort of my husband (which don’t get me wrong, is a great comfort to seek), but once I was wheeled away from him and I could no longer seek his comfort, I was made VERY aware of the One who walked beside my trolley.

Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be frightened, and do not be dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go.”  Joshua 1:9

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.  Psalms 23:4

I’m super looking forward to truly being on the flipside of this as I have some fantastic blogs coming your way over the next few weeks.  We’re going to look at the BEST way to work those abs, while protecting the rest of your body, my best smoothie picks.. and some fantastic meal prep ideas.

Blessings & Health .

37400913_10156599517509540_438102688714981376_n