NO MORE RUNS!!!

I’m not cured yet, the doctor thought it may be the antidepressants and prescribed some half dosage ones to see if that works, if not I will be put onto the urgent referral list and should hear within two weeks.  So I’ve got at least another 3 weeks of this if the tablet change doesn’t work. [makes 10 weeks in total]

A bit of progress though.  One of the district nurses has got me a raised toilet seat that actually fits the toilet, it is a six inch deep one so my feet do dangle a bit but I don’t have to push or pull myself up.  A lot better as I’m on the toilet so many times at the moment!

At last after 9 weeks I’m cured! Well I daren’t stop taking the anti-diarrhea but the GP did say to carry on with them for 2 weeks which will be next week. So I need now other antidepressants, but I am scared that they will have the same side effects.

The bowels maybe cured but I feel dreadful, I cannot shuffle now to get comfortable in the wheelchair.  I am ringing wheelchair services tomorrow wanting to know how much longer I have to wait, think I’ll lay it on thick and see if that works. The nurse is doing a urine test on Thursday to see if an infection is causing me to feel in.

GOOD INTENTIONS

Now the interior work has been done, the only thing I am waiting for is the new, and hopefully more comfortable, wheelchair. I decided to take myself out, but the only problem was that Alan has to put my footwear on for me and I don’t like going out when he’s in.  So, to solve the problem I bought a foot bag, where I just pull it on my legs, also the fleece lining is detachable so I can also use it if we ever get warmer weather.  I don’t even have to wear shoes or boots so I’m not dependent on Alan that makes me feel better.

Of course, whenever I am determined to start going out, the weather changes!  So blame me for the snow!  Also I’ve had an infection for the past couple of weeks which had kept me in.  As is par for course the wheelchair stopped working this morning, just when I needed to use the toilet every half an hour.

The infection isn’t an infection, the GP doesn’t know what it is, so Tuesday I am having a blood test.  [more needles, what joy] If the doctor cannot cure me I will be referred to the hospital after 6 weeks, which will mean more tests.

I managed to have a fall when Alan was out due to being ill and which meant laying twisted on the bathroom floor for over an hour until Alan arrived and rang for an ambulance and so the paramedics picked me up.  This worried me so much that I have arranged for an alarm system to be installed, I will wear a pendant that when pressed will alert them and they will pick me up.  I don’t intend falling again but I said that the last 3 times.

FEELINGS TO DATE

What happened with my mother this Xmas?  Well, another piece of spine crumbled [she has osteoporiasis] and so she could not go anywhere.  I went to see her Xmas day morning but she had to spend all day at the care home. The  doctor had prescribed pain relieving patches that didn’t seem to work at first, but were working by mid January and she began walking again using the frame.

I was eventually persuaded by the District Nurse to tell the doctor how I was feeling.  This resulted in me been prescribed anti-depressants and I feel so much better now after a month.  I have realised that not only had I not taken on board my illness [or my penance as it should be better known], but also all the fiasco of moving had taken it’s toll.  

Of course, looking back my attitude to everything was ‘whatever’ and I had no appetite.  Alan was upset because I was leaving more than I was eating, and he decided it was his cooking, I was more content with a bag of crisps and some chocolate.  Now I eat most of my meal and just have chocolate for dessert.

I also am more decisive and assertive, knowing what I want done, and when. All the boxes and bags have at last been emptied now that my head is clearer, and I can sort all the bookshelves out now there is space!

NEW YEAR GREETINGS

Well a new year and new hopefulness.  I have a wider living room door which was done a week before Xmas and the cupboard had to be reduced, it is now half the size and needed to be emptied which has blocked the printer, so apart from the few that Alan wrote for me, no-one received a Christmas card.

As a consequence of all the work the rail in bathroom was moved, and after thirty minutes being sat I figured that I could use the wheelchair to get up. As I have no power in my legs and I have to push myself up by hand, and used the toilet seat and the rail, now I use the toilet seat and the arm of the wheelchair.

I have finally sussed the bed.  Apart from having the head and foot raised so I don’t have to be flat i’ve found that if I lower the entire bed I can get in it better, and to get out raise the bed so I can transfer to the wheelchair with minimum leg movement.

So a Happy New Year to all