Reimagining Mother’s Day

May 8, 2016

This is the second Mother’s Day since Mom died; in some ways it feels strange she is not here, in other ways it doesn’t feel strange at all.  Maybe because the last 3 or 4 years of her life were dominated by dementia and she wasn’t quite the Mom I have known my whole life.  I am glad I was there for her during the time she was alone after Dad died, he was her whole world and she missed him so much.  She didn’t really say much about how she felt about things, her generation didn’t talk about feelings or were as open as we seem to be today.

When we were kids, we wanted to give her breakfast in bed – that was considered very much a luxury. However, Mom was not a breakfast-in-bed kind of person – I think Dad convinced her to let us do it for her.  Sometimes I think it was hard for her to accept receiving from others, she was such a giver to everyone.  She enjoyed having people come over and she would feed them.  She liked the people we invited over, Mom was very comfortable in her own home rather than out somewhere.

I remember when the three of us girls and Dad went to buy her a black nightgown – what that sales lady thought one can only imagine.  I remember it as  fun and a little out of the ordinary.  It never occurred to us to think in terms of what Mom would like best, Madison Ave always told people what to do or give on any occasion.

Mom was rather dismissive of Mother’s Day, because the idea of honoring mothers and showing how much they are loved on just one particular day was phony.  To her it was an all year round activity and more important for those small things every day.  In some ways I have agreed with her, make up for all the unsaid things, not visiting, etc. on one particular day.

I was living away from Seattle for over 34 years, I was able to come and visit my parents at least 3 times a year, sometimes more.  It was joy to be back in Seattle and be with my parents, we had a lot of fun together.  It was even better when Eddie was with me, the four of us would go on adventures.  Sometimes Eddie came on business trip and I couldn’t go with him, so he had my parents all to himself.  I have often thought he is the son they never had, plus Eddie thought of them as his own parents as well.  Eddie really enjoyed the times he and Dad went out by themselves – a guy’s day.  Dad showed him a lot of back roads around Seattle and Eddie still uses them.

They would come to visit us maybe once a year – I was able to take them around to places I knew and when I was in Atlanta, we drove up to Nashville to visit Candy.  When we lived in LA, we met friends of theirs from when dad was growing up and when they were first married.  Dad showed me places in Rolling Hills and Palos Verdes that were special to him and where he spent his teenage and young adult years.

When we were growing up, Mom was a stay at home mom, she was there when we came home from school – if she wasn’t, we knew she would be back shortly.  Sometimes she would be king cookies or downstairs ironing with the smell of fresh, clean clothes.  It wasn’t until high school, when I went home with a friend, that I realized how blessed I was to have Mom home when I came home.  I took it for granted.  My friend’s father had died in WWII and her mother had to work to support them.  When we went into her house, it felt cold – not just temperature, there was no one there to welcome her with warmth.  That really hit home and I began to value having a stay at home Mom.

As I think about it, home was a place that was safe where I was loved and wanted.   No matter what was going on outside, I would find a retreat at home.  Mom and Dad made it feel that way, Mom was the major component for it.  As I got older, I found more things we had in common, such as the books we liked.  When I was married, I learned to appreciate her more and understand things better.  If I had had children, I would certainly have understood being a mom a lot more.

So now I have to re-imagine Mother’s Day since Mom is not with us any more.  I know she is now much happier because she no longer has dementia and is with Dad.  Maybe it will be a celebration of her life and what she gave to me and my sisters.  I don’t quite see a picture in my mind yet, it may have to simmer on the back burner for a while.  When I think Mother’s Day, I see the lunch we had with her sister Jean and her son and daughter-in-law or the last dinner with Jean before Mom died.  They are happy pictures in my mind and I want it continue that way.

I did another post a while ago with pictures and I want to put those in this one.

Mom and her sister Jean

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Mom as a little toddler

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This is the house she grew up in on Main Street in Glastonbury, Conn

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This is out at the farm in Waterford, Conn near Long Island Sound

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I think this was a camp somewhere

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Mom was a Traveler’s Aid volunteer for more than 34 years – she thoroughly enjoyed doing it.

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Every summer, Mom’s father would rent  house on Clinton Beach in Conn., the family would rent houses near it and spend the summer there.

Dad made an album of pictures of Mom’s life and I used to go through it with her on my visit.  She had Macular Degeneration, so she wasn’t able to see them.  I would describe them to her and she knew exactly what I was describing.  She would tell me stories about growing up – I never knew when she was in a talkative mood.  It would happen all through my childhood, so when I lived in Conn., I went to Glastonbury and saw where she lived and met the relatives that were still alive.  On one of Mom and Dad’s visits to us, I took them there and we also went to Clinton beach to see the rental houses – surprising it looked a lot the same.

Those are the memories and pictures I have of Mom in my mind.

Connected Friends

May 1, 2016

At my network breakfast club I was talking to Robbi and I realized it has been quite a while since we had time to talk.  It was a lovely conversation because I felt as if we had just picked up  from when we left off the last time.  Not only that, we don’t have to explain things to each other, we “get” the other.  She is some , she brought in some of her many quilt tops – she doesn’t do the quilting until she is ready to give them away.  Even though I haven’t done any quilting for quite a while, I still check things out.  I mentioned how quilting has changed and it was great to know she has noticed it as well – both of us aren’t that pleased with the changes.

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Everyone has people in their lives like that – friends you may not see or talk with very often, but who are so much on your wave length it never feels that way.  You just seem to pick up where you were the last time.  I have one friend I really miss seeing because of things in my life and in hers, yet when I get an email or call from her, the sun comes out.  She has a lot of knowledge and experience in things I don’t, so I learn a lot from her – how lovely it works well in the opposite direction.

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Another friend I have known since the 9th grade.  We have stayed in touch through all my moves and we would get together any time I came here to visit my parents.  Now that I live here again, I see her more often – I have noticed as we have “matured” we have had a little harder time finding a day for ourselves.  That means those days feel more special and we have many shared experiences and talents that work to keep us so well-connected.  She is much better at emailing than I am.  I remember we started to email before we moved here, we were sharing the same type of experience and it made it so much easier to write to someone who understood what was happening and also what I was feeling.

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I have many close friends but who live in places I used to live.  I don’t have an opportunity to visit them and they don’t have one to come here.  I wouldn’t be at all surprised to find we would be instantly connected if we talked with each other and had time to spend together.  That is one of the things about moving several times – I lose touch with good friends and it is difficult to leave them.  I started finding I didn’t make close friends the last couple of move – it hurt too much to leave.  I found my life a bit lonely, I also had a Newcomer Group to socialize and make friends.  I started quilting in Atlanta – that was something I could take wherever I went and quilt shops have classes and quilters.

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Someone I met here is still close, though she lives near Las Vegas.  She has family here and once or twice I have had a visit with her when she came to town.  I think she is moving back, not sure.  When I talk to her on the phone, I feel she is right here in the room with me.  She has boundless energy and enthusiasm that definitely rubs off on me.  She was a guest on my radio show in the studio, that was a real kick and we had a great time.

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Then there are the ones who I meet and it feels as if we have known each other forever.   Sometimes it is instantly, other times it is in a very short time.  It happens when I least expect it and over the years I have learned to wait for a while before I decide it is real.  I have experiences where there was an instant connection and then later it cooled off, something wasn’t quite right.  I have also had more experiences when it was real.  A little wait and see is often smart.

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I have also had the opposite – I didn’t like the person at first and as I began to know them, I changed my mind.  I remember at the Newcomers Club in New Jersey, I met a woman and instantly disliked her; I admit I was looking at her outside appearance and mannerisms.  I saw her in many interest groups and I began to change my mind as I got to know her better and she became a good friend.  This is another wait and see situation – first impressions aren’t always true impressions.

Over the years seeing doctors, etc. for RA, I have met some really great people – I would rather know them in a social situation instead of a medical one.  I really appreciate when they are friendly and have a sense of humor.  The Wound Care group is so great – there is a little too much fun going on there.  They are very serious about what they do and do it very well; it is pleasure to go see them.  It would be better if we could all gather and have fun in a social setting – I’m not happy about the reason for going, I appreciate how they operate.

I definitely prefer people with a sense of humor, especially now.  More often I find people who give me a blank look when I mention something or  make a joke.  It is quite possible I am not as witty as I think I am, but I often get laughs when I least expect it.  I find myself saying something without thinking, usually works out, but the blank look makes me wonder.  However, I will continue doing it because that’s me and it comes out without my realizing it.  If I can make someone laugh, all the blank stares don’t matter.

The Search For Compression

April 17, 2016

The last few weeks have been very interesting and informative – ever since my dermatologist told me I have long-term edema in my legs with scar tissue, I have learned a lot.  The reason I knew about it was last November I had a car door hit me in my leg, near the ankle.  The sore didn’t get worse, but didn’t heal and I asked my dermatologist about.  she called it an ulcer and sent me to Wound Care to have it taken care of – it took a few weeks.  It resulted in having my left lower leg wrapped up in bandages changed every week.  Consequently, I couldn’t take a shower because I couldn’t let it get wet.  And since I was also doing the nose surgery, a shower was definitely out of the question.

The sore healed but I didn’t have any compression socks to use to keep the swelling down.  So once again, I am all wrapped up again, still looking at compression socks that will work.  The first ones I bought turned out to be too short and were too tight at the top – too bad because they were quite colorful.

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That was a blow because my right leg is also swollen, so I really needed to find something soon because they think I may be able to take the wrapping off my leg this coming week.  I have been looking on Google for several days and I know Sockwell is a good brand.  I found some on Amazon with medium compression in black and also a stripe.  They are not cheap, but instead of $25.00, I bought them for $17.99 and they arrived on Friday afternoon.

Saturday I tried to put one on and by George, I was able to do it by myself!  During my rehab stay for the hip, the CNA had to put them on and take them off for me – I suspect they were firm or very firm compression.  I wore them all day Saturday and was able to walk around 3 shops without feeling really tired or sore.  My right knee has been the one that really gets me, but everything has worked rather well.  There must be something to the support as well as just compression to prevent edema.  It has been most interesting to find myself noticing a difference.    The other pair I bought was a grey chevron stripe – similar to this:

Not quite so fashionable, but if the black ones work, I figure these will also because they are the same size.  I decided on the Medium/Large just to be sure they come up far enough.  The trouble is they go by shoe size and calf circumference but don’t show how tall they are.  So it is a by guess, by golly to figure it out.  I am thinking of returning the too small ones and try a plus size to see if it will work.  If it doesn’t, I am not out a whole lot.

The other bit of news is our new big screen tv.  The one we had was Mom and Dad’s for quite a long time and it was dying.  It was still working but had intermittent troubles and the nice young man who hooked up the tv said he would recycle it without charge.  We also had another old one down stairs and he took that yesterday to where we bought the new one.  We decided to keep the little one in our bedroom for a while.

Eddie has ben talking about buying a new big screen for a year or more – he finally had enough money put away so we could pay for it – we put it on the credit card and will have the cash when the bill comes.  It is 42″ and almost fills up the table we use for the tv – one of these days we will find an entertainment center so we can have our DVDs stored in it.  We also bought a DVD player, a Blu-ray even though we have regular DVDs.  It’s also a Smart TV – whatever that means –  it remains to be seen who is smarter.

Eddie bought a Blu-ray DVD yesterday so we could see how it looks – the new Star Wars movie.  Interesting.  We are still getting used to it and how it works – still seems strange to watch.  The tv is ultra high-definition – though we don’t have high def on our satellite company – no doubt costs extra. So we will struggle a long for a while, but now we can watch DVDs in the living room instead of retreating to the bedroom on a small tv.

Ain’t technology wonderful!!!

First Week Going Solo

April 10, 2016

WOW!!!!!  It feels so good to be independent again.  I had a great week, felt good and we had some very lovely weather to make it even better.  Sunshine and almost to 80 degrees one day.  Now we are back into clouds and possibly rain on Tuesday.  The scales are blooming all over, the  pink dogwood is slowly unfolding, the fruit trees are beginning to bloom and I don’t feel the world has passed me by any more.  I feel much more regular – I find driving is as if I had been doing it all along because I am not impeded.  When I started driving after my arm healed, I didn’t have much range of motion, so I was a bit nervous and hesitant.  I am so grateful to have my freedom back.

I have to pick up my life again, seems to have been on hold for the last few months.  I am going to get a second opinion about the shoulder surgery, then make a decision about it.  It is time to resolve it one way or the other.  I also have to regroup about my promotional marketing business and decide what niche I want to focus on – trying to do everything doesn’t really work.  Also, I want to find sponsors for my radio show so I can start that up again.  The hardest part of the last few months a years has been feeling drag my a** tired all the time.  I have been feeling more energy lately, something I had forgotten and I want to continue to build energy up as much as I can.

I have been going out without any bandages for a week and a half – yes, I have a crease in my forehead, a curved scar below and the top of my nose isn’t quite blemish free – and as long as I concentrate on what I’m doing instead of how I look, I forget about it.  I am also used to it, though I will say that my head is still numb but still seems to have feelings in it.  Sometimes if feels as if I can feel the blood flowing through and tingles.  As I said, it is not unpleasant and can be rather an interesting experience to just feel what is happening.

Enough of me, there has to be something more interesting to write about.  I have spent a lot of the last week alone because Eddie has been busy.  Tuesday nights are late nights and this week Friday was too.  Then Saturday he was at the Future of Flight to help Sandy with tours for the Geek Fest.  At the moment he is at the Museum of Flight for the second day of it, though he plans to leave around noon.  People were very glad to see him yesterday up north, he  is highly regarded there.  He does admit to missing aviation, though he is definitely learning a lot about investments.   Wherever he goes, he meets very interesting people and through one of them he hopes to help Vartan.  We met him and his wife Lyla at the Armenian Church in November, he’s Armenian from Syria.  As Eddie says, there aren’t many left and it is important to help each other.

Speaking of Armenians, the flare up in Nagorno Karabakh has been in the news lately.  Usually one doesn’t hear about things like that.  It is an interesting situation because it is a small enclave of Armenians in the middle of Azerbaijan – many of the Armenians at the church are from there.  That is also why they do the sermon in Russian.  In Armenia there is a small island of land in the middle full of Azerbaijanis – probably not as many  as there are Armenians in Nagorno Karabakh.  I wonder if they will ever be able to  solve it.  I was also surprised to see there was mention of the 100th anniversary of the Armenian massacre – something Turkey does not acknowledge happened.

When we were in Canada, we mentioned the Armenian Church and Raouf asked if we would see if we could have some Armenian translated for him.  He has a framed picture or banner in Armenian and he wanted to know what it said.  We took pictures and we asked Vartan if he could translate it for us.  And he did.

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He said when we showed the picture that it was in a very ancient Armenian.

This is the translation of the Armenian sentence which has been written on the curtain.

“This curtain is for memorial of Varter, her son and his family, to  Bursa’s Saint Mother Of God Church.   Date 1244”.

We have a picture downstairs we bought, written Armenian; I need to take a picture of it and see if Vartan will translate it for us.

Time for me to wash my hair and get dressed – that simply means I lean over the shower chair to wash my hair very carefully but not get my leg bandage wet.  So I am still in spit bath mode.  It should end soon so I can have a proper shower.

Hunger vs Appetite

April 3, 2016

I never knew there was a difference between the two – but it has been brought home to me in a very obvious way.

 

Hunger is that rumbling, growling and sometimes small cramps in your stomach, sometimes feels as if there is a creature down there having a tantrum.   That is my tummy saying to me “Hey you, it’s time to send food down because I’m starving and need fuel.  Yes, I know you have fat stored up to use, that isn’t my department; I am only interested in what comes down the throat.  If you don’t feed me, there will be a headache, light headedness, etc. coming along soon.  So hop to it!”.

That is definitely easy to  solve; since I enjoy eating, it doesn’t take much to satisfy the hunger pangs.  I read where it takes 20 minutes for the food to make it to the stomach after I eat it.  These days, I don’t eat as much because I have a smaller capacity.  Now if my body would just reflect that smaller capacity.

Sometimes when I get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, I go back to bed and find I have hunger pangs – not sure why.  I never know if they will just subside so I can go back to sleep or if they will keep on until I get up and have a banana.  After the banana I am able to go back to sleep.

Then there is appetite – that is at the base of my skull and has nothing to do with hunger and feeding the body.  It all has to do with the “I wants”.  the first time I was on 15 mg of prednisone, I  didn’t know about appetite.  I just knew I was feeling better and I wanted to eat everything in sight.  There were not enough hours in the day to eat all I wanted to – it took so long to be hungry again so I could eat.  My Dad introduced me to Chicken McNuggets – oh brother!  I remember  one night about 3 in the morning when I had such a craving for them – it was a good things Eddie was home because if I had been alone, I would have gone out to buy some.  I didn’t know what was going on, only that food tasted so good and I couldn’t believe how creative I was with it.  I also gained 35 pounds very quickly, – they are still with me today because they didn’t leave as fast as they arrived.

I finally learned that 15 mg of prednisone really stimulates my appetite and it was the reason I was eating everything.  Forewarned is forearmed, so 7 weeks ago when I had to go off my Methotrexate and Orencia, I had about 3 weeks before the flare up arrived.  I talked to my rheumatologist about how I could keep myself comfortable.  She recommended 15 mg. of prednisone and that’s what I did.  However, I was waiting and watching during the time and last week the munchies arrived.  Now I didn’t have any way to go out and it was hard  having the munchies while trying to be sensible.  It wasn’t easy and I found myself wanting to eat all the time.  It   At one point I had a blood orange to help – I figured fruit would be a lot better than cookies, chips, etc.  Not that we had much of those in the house then.

I was fidgety and stressed, trying not to eat.  It wasn’t eating a whole table full of food at once, like the picture above.   It was eating something here, something else a bit later, then remembering something else in the kitchen.  Or just wanting to eat for no reason except I want something.  One of the difficulties of the nose surgeries was not being able to wear my glasses very well: hard to read, work on the computer and anything else.  I would have gone for a walk up and down the sidewalk but I was concerned about tripping and falling.   Plus we have been having a lot of rain and cold, not conducive to having a walk.  Television is no help because they show food all the time and cooking shows just intensify everything.

Thursday I started  reducing my prednisone by half a pill – 2 1/2 instead 3.  Next Thursday I will go down another 1/2 to 2 – if I go off all at once, then I would be in big trouble.  Prednisone takes over the function of my adrenal glands and cutting it off abruptly is a major no-no.  I am noticing I have less munchies, but still eat a bit more than I need because I want it and it tastes so good.  I am glad to see it is not as much as it was, I hope to see the munches less and less.

Prednisone has taught me a lot about the difference between appetite and hunger; because of that first experience several years ago, I was able to anticipate and watch for the  side effects of the larger dose.  I’m glad I wasn’t unaware this time – I am learning all the time and putting that knowledge to better use now.

1st Barbecue of the Season

March 27, 2016

Friday I had to go to Wound Care again – what a lovely day it was.  Eddie left in the morning for work with clouds a bit of rain; when he came home to pick me up, the sun was out.  For the first time in a long time, I had the car window open and it felt quite warm.    More rain today and tomorrow, then they promise the sun for several days – does Mother nature agree?  We will see.

I am back wrapped up again – my legs swelled again – and wouldn’t you know, my compression socks arrived and were sitting in the mailbox as we drove out.  Well, I won’t be wearing them for a couple of weeks, then I will take them with me to have them help me learn how to put them on.  This means spit and duck baths again; so far the hair doesn’t look too bad.  It does tend to stick up a bit when I get up in the morning, I will have to run the shower with my head in to have the steam tame those wonky parts.  I have an appointment on Wednesday afternoon to remove sutures, then I can lean over the shower chair and wash my hair at least.

My forehead has been numb since the first plastic surgery, yet at times I feel it tingling, sometimes as if something is walking on my head.  It is an odd sensation but not unpleasant.  I asked the doc about it last Monday before surgery, he said it will take a long time to  go back to normal.  I expected that answer because I found that with the hip incision.  It was numb and I would get sharp pricks when I least expected it – that was unpleasant.  Seems to be  fairly normal now, four years later.

I am determined to drive again after Wednesday, I don’t like being so dependent – at least I can see a lot better now, that makes a difference.  When Eddie comes back from the Car Museum, he is taking me to Bartell’s – it is sometimes difficult to explain to him what I want.  I think he is very uncomfortable buying “lady things”, but does a pretty good job.

Yesterday was fairly sunny and when Eddie came home from shopping, he had hamburgers with him.  He decided to start the BBQ season and I noticed Eric across the street had his big grill on his deck.  Eddie said he could smell someone else getting ready to BBQ.  We have had such a lot of wind and rain this winter, it feels good to look forward to spring.  Each time I go out, I see new things blooming – I almost feel I am missing out on spring.  The Scillas in the beds have abundant leaves up and it will be fun to see all the lavender flower stems blooming.  The grape hyacinths are blooming, not as many this year and the two clumps of yellow daffodils on the bank are doing well

My sister Ellen on the Jersey Shore has had rain, snow, sun and wind – I’m so glad she sends photos of them.  The last photo I enclosed in the blog is now a painting – she is so talented!  She is able to show the ocean in so many different moods and colors – so amazing.

This was the Nor’easter the other week – she had snow as well as windy.

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This was on March 24th – spring is coming.

I have been so self absorb in myself lately, both my sisters reminded me March 24th would be Dad’s 102nd birthday.  I also thought about September 24th, Mom’s birthday – it will be her 98th.  In 2018, it will be her 100th birthday and that year was as eventful as Dad’s in 1914 – so many historic things happened that changed the world during those years.  Because they met, fell in love and married, my sisters and I are a part of this changing world.  They gave us so many gifts – being loved and wanted, integrity, respect for other people, discipline, manners – so many things that have given me a strong foundation.  (I won’t speak for my sisters)  I am grateful for all of it, they were very loving parents.

A blog wouldn’t be complete without a couple of photos from my sister Candy in Nashville.

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She puts lovely backgrounds in her photos

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She has done a series of Christmas photos with flowers and also ornaments.

I have been sleeping a lot, though I still feel draggy,  I need to walk a bit every day – exercise needs to be part of being rested.  I have hesitated to go outside and walk up and down the sidewalk because I don’t want to trip and fall.  Now that I can wear my glasses better, I am willing to give it a try.  Windy and stormy is conducive to walking outside – I seem to have missed the worst of the weather during my captivity.

My posts have been so “me” centered, it is time to focus on something else for a change.  Wishing you all a very Happy Easter.

Final Nose Surgery Done

March 24, 2016

I feel as if I have just been wandering around the last couple of days with no idea what I needed to do.  I am feeling more coherent today, feels so much better.

Monday the surgery was for 3:30 in the afternoon, I had to be there by 2:30 to check in and register.  I could have something to eat before 6:30, so I had a couple of pieces of toast and a banana, later I had some coffee before 10:30.  I felt a bit strange because the other 2 surgeries were in the morning.  I was so ready to have that pedicle removed and the doc was pleased with how it was healing.  I also told him about the suture and he was going to check it out for me.  However, it will be a long time before my forehead is no longer numb – I expected that answer since my hip incision was numb for quite a while.

This time it was only an hour surgery, so it was after 5 when I was awake and dressed.  I cannot wear my glasses more easily because I have two small bandages and the bridge of my nose is between them.  However, the doc won’t let me drive until he sees me next Wednesday afternoon to take out sutures and  see how it looks.  Today I can now change the bandage and see how it looks – not all that anxious to see. I was put in a wheelchair and whisked to the car – fairly smooth ride.  We stopped at Bartell’s on the way home to pick up my antibiotic script – another 10 days of 4 a day.

I was rather out of it, a bit groggy and figured I would sleep very well.  They gave me a Percocet after surgery and said to do one of the Vicodin around 8:30.  So I did and as a result, I was awake all night.  I wasn’t uncomfortable, but I also wasn’t rested either.  I could really sleep late in the morning because I had an appointment with my new rheumatologist, Dr. Gorman.  Eddie took me and also came in with me to meet her – she’s young and seems very nice.  She doesn’t need to see me every time I do Orencia, but I will see the nurse practitioner in a coupe of weeks for my infusion.  Dr. Gorman is going to see if Remicade or Orencia works better with basel cell cancer – Orencia has been all right but I think I did better on Remicade.  We’ll see what happens.

Eddie left for his meetings and I had something to eat – it was 12:30 when we came home.  I planned to have a nap but  somehow forgot about it – not sure how that happened.  Maybe I was operating on autopilot.  I did sleep well Tuesday night, but still was on autopilot for the day.  I slept well last night and I am beginning to feel more myself.  I have noticed I am more comfortable in my body – is it all the prednisone or because I haven’t had Methotrexate or Orencia for several weeks and my immune system is working?  I notice my cough is pretty much gone – it has been hanging on for months.  I did lose 11 lbs of fluid from my leg; now I have to go back to wound care because other parts of the leg are a problem.  No idea what’s happening.

I can take showers, though I won’t be able to wash my hair until sutures are out.    I am waiting for my compression socks to arrive, I hope that will help the leg.  If they wrap the leg up again, I will be doing spit baths again for a while.  One thing about being stuck at home is not having to deal with all the rain and wind.  Last summer I was inside during the hot weather, now I am in during the cold, wet, rainy weather.  The only time I go out is for a medical appointment – I’m not quite ready to face the real world yet.

LATER

I had a shower and finally changed bandages – not too bad – though the new nose part is a bit bruised and swollen, it should go down more each day.  My left eyebrow looks a bit mangled, no way to tell for sure until the sutures are removed.  I didn’t really do a great job of re-bandaging, it will take some practice to figure out angle and size, as well as where the adhesive fits well.  By then I may be free of sutures.   I am glad to feel clean again and the steam seems to tame the parts of my hair that want to stick up.  I’m hoping the hair won’t be as ugly as the first surgery.  Vanity, all is vanity.

Tomorrow Is The Day

March 20, 2016

Thank You for the lovely flowers Candy.   Ellen’s photo is at the end

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It has been 3 1/2 weeks since I had the first 2 surgeries for the Basel Cell on my nose – one for MOHS to remove it, the second to create a new nose.  Tomorrow the pedicle (skin flap from my forehead) will be removed and things will be in the right place.  I am hoping I can wear my glasses better – it has been annoying not to be able to see very well for this long.  The following Wednesday afternoon, sutures will come out.  I have no idea how soon I will have to do the right temple – I would like a bit of a respite before doing another round.

This time the surgery is in the middle of the afternoon, that makes eating and drinking a bit more tricky.  I can have a light breakfast – no food after 6:30 a.m. and clear liquids until 10:30.  Check in time is 2:30, surgery at 3:30, finished by 4:30 and recovery by 5:30.  Last time Eddie went walking around but didn’t like the area, so he is planning to take his book and read.

I have gotten better at doing a bandage for my face – some days it goes really well, other days it is a mess.  The surgery and pedicle look much better now – it’s my frustration level of not being independent and free to come and go as I please that bugs me.  I am feeling better, some more energy and I find I am sleeping better.  Now that could be the extra prednisone or I am really doing better.  We’ll see when I am back to my usual dose.

I am due to see my new rheumatologist on Tuesday – it is a short get acquainted visit, I won’t be getting Orencia at that time, just make an appointment for it.  I have been off it and Methotrexate for several weeks to help the surgery heal – I will have to start in again very soon.  From what I understand, she won’t require seeing me every time I do an infusion but will make sure she knows what is happening.

Other news, I went to wound care last Wednesday and they declared me healed of the ulcer on my leg.  I ordered some compression socks that I need to wear to help prevent anything else happening – they are on their way.  I have a waterproof bandage on and they said if there is any oozing, call them right away.  I have to change it today and I am hoping there is no oozing.  They gave me a slight compression knit thing to wear until I have my socks – I can take it off to shower.  I can now have a proper shower and wash my hair – I am enjoying it because I didn’t feel properly clean before.  I won’t be able to get my new incisions wet for 10 day – that means ugly hair for 10 days.

Yesterday I put together Eddie’s blog to send out today.  Our editor didn’t respond when we sent to him for proofing – it worries us because he has been sick and we wonder if he is much worse.  Eddie tried his cell phone – can’t find his home number.  He such a great guy and always enjoyed doing the blog post for us.  Update:  I looked him up on the internet and I think I found his home number.  When Eddie gets back from the Museum of Flight, I will see if the number looks right.  Too bad I didn’t think of it sooner.

I haven’t put any pictures or photos in my blog posts lately – my sisters both send me lovely ones and it is fun to share them with all of you.  I also have to say a huge Thank You to my friend Charlotte because she came to visit a couple of weeks ago when I most needed a lift.  Not only that, she brought lunch – our infusion of salt, fat and caffeine.  Most importantly she brought herself and we had a good time, eating, laughing and talking. She was such a breath of fresh air and sunshine – even though it was a cloudy day.  In some ways I feel as if the world is passing me by.  I only go out for medical appointments and Eddie has to take me.  I really depend on him and I am sure this has gotten so very old for him.

I haven’t made a decision about the shoulder surgery, I am cleared for a second opinion.  I have someone in mind and as soon as I am out and about again, I will make an appointment with her.  I also have to do a mammogram and eye check up as well.  My business has gone to pot since all of this started, it is time to regroup and decide what direction I want to go.

That about covers it for the moment, not sure it is a very interesting or entertaining blog post – there is something about writing it down that really helps me deal with it.  I hope it has something positive you can use in your life.  That is the whole purpose of the blog, to be of use to people dealing with a difficult situation. There is a gift in it – not sure right now what my gifts are yet from all the things from the past 4 years.

 

I feel as if I am on the rock watching the water myself.  I am a big water watcher.

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Stuck in the house again!

March 13, 2016

I haven’t been able to write or read much the last two weeks – I had to have surgery for the Basel Cell cancer I put off taking care of promptly.  It was on the end of my nose and now I have a new nose on the right side.  It was very deep and they had to take a skin graft from my forehead and use that to create the new half.  The first part was the MOHS surgeon used a local for the procedure – a very, very uncomfortable process.  He took the cancer and found there were no roots, then bandaged me up with a kind of round bandage on my nose.  When I saw it, I thought I could paint it red and say I was an off duty clown.

The next morning was the reconstruction surgery, this time a general anesthetic.  Thank goodness I didn’t have to feel that!  Unfortunately I have not  been able to wear my glasses very well because the pedicle (skin flap) is along my nose and part of my forehead.    As a result, my world has been blurry for the past 2 weeks.  I can see things, just not clearly – someone turned the focus dial down.  This coming week I will have surgery again to remove the pedicle – they wanted it to  stay for 3 weeks.  The two  things I am not happy about are:   1. the nose mustache because they had to go up a bit into my hairline.  2.  The nerve in the pedicle is up on my forehead and that is where the pain is – feels as if I keep being stabbed with an ice pick.

When I first took the bandage off, I was horrified to see how drastic it was.  I have a scar down my forehead in a straight line, from my hairline to my eyebrow.  Then there is the patch of new skin sewn around the right side of my nose.  The pedicle was still bandaged but looked awful – I felt like a train wreck.  It was so depressing and scary.  I am as vain as anyone and I felt as if my face was cut up and it would look terrible – I have kept the bandages on because I am uncomfortable looking at it.  I didn’t show it to Eddie.  I have had a long narrow bandage from my forehead to the end of my nose since it was done.

The week after surgery I went back to have the staples and sutures out – he was pleased, though doctors are always low-key.  His comment was the skin graft is viable.  I will admit, I have had no desire to be seen like this – a woman in elevator when I went to remove stitches commented ” They really trussed you up”.  I found I could smile and laugh about it.  Even so, I was glad to be home.  When I changed the bandage yesterday, it was the first time it did;t look very bad – I even showed it to Eddie.

I won’t have to go through all the hoops for the second part that I went through for the first.  They needed a pre-op from Doc Pierce, and EKG and questions, questions, questions.  No doubt we’ll do questions again, but I think all the other stuff I did is still valid for this surgery.  Then I will have to do another surgery for my right temple – that has been there even longer.  Not looking forward to that one.

The hardest part has been not being able to take a proper shower.  I have a small sore on my calf that is a result of a car door that  hit my leg.  Normally it isn’t a big deal, but it didn’t heal.  When I saw the dermatologist, she said it was an ulcer because I have had edema in my legs for quite a while and there is scar tissue.  So every week I go and have the bandage change – they do a compression wrap to help release the fluid.  As a result, I have lost 10 pounds, though all this sitting around and not being able to do stuff has probably added some more weight.  She had me do a vascular ultrasound to see how the veins are doing.  I went for the ultrasound and now you can hear it as well as see it.  Really cool.  Fortunately my veins are fine, no reconstructive surgery for them.  But I can’t get it wet and that means spit baths ( the tech at the wound care center called it a duck bath.)  It was really bad the 10 days I couldn’t wash my hair – oh, it was ugly and felt terrible.  I used a dry shampoo a couple of times, but it really isn’t that great.

Life is rather limited at the moment, I have been catching up on old movies on TCM – some I have seen, quite a few I haven’t.  I like those movies better than the ones now – great entertainment without a lot of “message”.  Eddie bought Lily Tomlin’s “Grandma” and of the 6 trailers they had, only 2 looked interesting.  Usually none appeal to us or only 1.  If I write any more, it will end up being whingeing and that isn’t part of my blog.

So Far, No Title

February 21, 2016

Sometimes I am at a loss for a title for my post – this is one of them.  I may have to wait until I finish before a title comes to me.

An interesting week, a little too much medical but after surgery this coming Thursday and Friday, things should calm down.  We were invited to dinner on Sunday, Valentine’s day, by a couple we met at the Armenian Church.  He’s Armenian from Syria and I think his wife is Arab Christian.  They invited another couple, it was a lively time with their young children in the background.  Lyla doesn’t speak English very well – she is taking English class.  She was Civil Engineer in Syria, Vartan was an architect.    Right now he works in a deli making sandwiches.  Eddie had said to Vartan, make dinner simple – I think it is genetically impossible to cook small or simple.  Eddie’s family is the same way.  The table was loaded with salads, a dish of chicken make the Syrian way, grape leaves, meat with cheese inside, something similar to coucous, so much food.  I felt badly I couldn’t sample everything – I just don’t have the capacity any more.  When that was cleared off, a large platter of fruit, a huge cake, and two or three other desserts.  They could have fed the whole neighborhood!

Through networking, Eddie learned of an architect that is looking for someone. Vartan showed us his portfolio, not only for buildings, but also for furniture.  His stuff is really amazing.  Eddie talked to the architect on Thursday and told him about Vartan and his circumstances.  Eddie also explained about himself and and how he came to the U.S.  The architect was quite interested, so he wanted Vartan to send him some samples of his work.  There was an email this morning from Vartan to us and to Henry, the architect, with samples of his work.  We think Henry will be blown away.  So we are curious to see what Henry has to say when he sees Vartan’s samples.

Strangely enough, I had Monday and Tuesday at home – it’s been quite a while since that happened.  I worked on the expense sheet for our taxes and I need to organize the book to take to A.D. on Wednesday afternoon.  I always think I have a lot of time, then suddenly it arrives much sooner than I realize.  I will be glad to have the taxes done for another year.  Not much income from the business because of all the stuff from 2015, I’m hoping 2016 will be a lot better.

I had a call on Tuesday from the plastic surgeon’s office – they need a medical clearance from my primary care doc, there were all kinds of questions and then I had to call my rheumatologist to find out how I can deal with not having Methotrexate and Orencia before surgery.   I spent a lot of time on the phone this week.  Wednesday I went to Breakfast Club, then to see Dr. Cheryl, then to the orthopedic surgeon.  He says my shoulder is healed and there is nothing to keep me from doing the surgery.  I explained what is going on at the moment, so he has scheduled another appointment for 3 months for one more x-ray and time for me to have things done I need to do.  The more I think about doing the surgery, the less I want to – I am going to have a second opinion before I make a final decision.

Thursday I went back to the wound care center, I can see my ankle on my right leg.  I saw the doc for the first time and she was pleased with how well it is healing.  I told her I have to have a vascular ultrasound on Monday, how was the best way to do it?  She gave me a waterproof bandage and a light compression sock – they can take off what I have now, do the ultrasound and then put on the waterproof bandage.  Then I will go back to the wound care and they will redo the compression bandage so I will be set for another week.  That means I will be able to have a real shower for a day – spit baths are not the most convenient or satisfying and a shower.  The doc thinks it will be 3 – 5 weeks to heal the ulcer.

I met Eddie at home and then we went over to the office in Bellevue – Andy invited us to lunch with his Mom and Sue.  We went to a Chinese restaurant and Andy and his Mom chose the menu.  She doesn’t speak English, so Andy had to translate.  She is a lovely woman, it would be fun to be able to talk other in English since I have no Chinese.  They chose spring rolls to start – vegetarian, then pea vines, bamboo shoots – not like the ones that are flat rectangles – a fish dish, a chicken dish, brown and white rice.  I was concerned it would be hot, but it wasn’t – it was so delicious!  There was rice, fish and chicken left, so Andy had them box it up for us.  We had another meal of it on Friday – still delicious.

Friday morning I went to Doc Pierce for my pre-op and he put me on the scale – something I dread.  How lovely to find I had lost 9 pounds – all fluid I’m sure.  Whatever it was, I feel less stiff and my legs don’t look or feel quite so much like large sausages stuff in a small casing.  After that I had my haircut – good for 5 weeks.  I think I am done except for ultrasound and wound care Monday and Tuesday.  I need to concentrate on the taxes now – can’t put it off any longer.


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