Friday, August 29, 2014
Hey everyone! I'm baaack.
So yesterday's one mile feels like 5 miles to my spine today. I really think it's that walking stick. I know they are great for balance and supporting upright walking, but I think dragging it around is a hindrance some days.
But I am determined to get off my tush here soon and waddle out for the first 2 laps. And if that is all I get done, then fine. I also need to vacuum, but like the child I am being treated like, I have only to do my room and bathroom. LOL
I've got to get a new sleep schedule set up since Joe is leaving for work at 4am every day. UGH! And if I'm not right there, he wakes up. Last night I even let Max sleep on top of him!! Well, Joe DOES like to cuddle, so if Max wants to fill in every once in a while I'm cool with that. Besides, all my good shows are on after 8pm and Joe tries to get to sleep around 9:30! HAHA This should be interesting.
Oh, you guys are gonna love this. In this day and age of technology where a computer can decide whether you are driving safely or not (and get you fired since you can't fight it), this is a picture of how they unload woodchips at the mill... Yes, they are lifting the entire truck into the air. Not just trailer!!
Funny, huh? Mom has seen this while on the road with dad and she says it still freaks her out!
Thursday, August 28, 2014
And I'm doing almost great. I hate riding in cars because it hurts like a $%@$^, but I have walked a mile on a few days, a third of a mile on others, and a half mile on a couple.
I can walk!
I can stand up straight!
I can have normal bowel movements again!
I can sit down and not cry every time!
It really is amazing and I am so not used to this kind of improvement. I walked 22 hours after my surgery. I first walked one lap around the hospital ward with a walker. Two hours later it was 2 more laps and then sleep. At 7am (since you can't sleep in hospitals), I walked 3 laps with the walker and decided I was ready to go home. I saw my doctor at 8:30am and he was absolutely happy with the walking, and I was in the car by 9:41am and headed home.
I found out later that my neurosurgeon is one of the top-ranking brain surgeons in NE Florida, and he removed a tumor that no one has wanted to take off my spine for over 10 years. It was benign, so no big deal, but he said the roots WERE a big deal and he got rid of it. I did mention to a friend today that had I known he was also a brain surgeon, I would have had him go in there and try to fix some of the short-term memory loss, depression, AND the FAT part of my brain that insists I eat True North Nut Clusters at 2am!! Yes, I've become a sleep eater.
Anyway, I gained 15 pounds in the 1.5 days in hospital... fluids and all those carbs they push on you. And I will happily tell you that I lost all of it but the 3 gnarly pounds that refuse to budge. I met with my bariatric nurse practitioner yesterday and she told me I was doing great, even with the 3-pound gain, as she expected me to have gained way more from not being able to move BEFORE the surgery. She agreed that the one mile a day a few days a week is where I should stick to for now.
So far today... a third of a mile is done and 2 loads of laundry. It's really hot outside but 2 laps at a time is good enough for me. And I always use my walking stick. Even the dogs refuse to go out in this heat!! They are so used to me laying around all day that they must be in shock because they won't leave the covered porch!!
Oh, and Joe is working again! He is training this week and officially starts on Monday, driving truck hauling wood chips. He's home every night and since he was in the tree removal business previously, this sounds like a good fit for now. We shall see how it works out as I've heard negative things about the company, but you can always find complaints and very few times find compliments!! So I am praying for the best and keeping a smile on my face for not having to live in that dang truck a month at a time. LOL
Thank you all for your support and your well-wishes. They are all appreciated. I am recommitted to getting my arse a bit smaller and my middle GONE! And I will stick with the bariatric meds for now and see how it works for the first couple of months before making any decisions. I have 20 pounds to lose to get to my lowest weight since joining SP, so that's the current goal.
Big hugs and prayers for you all,
Tuesday, August 05, 2014
Well, Joe has been online looking for jobs. It really sucks that there are so many out there that pay nothing, but unemployment barely covers his child support. Who ever decided what the unemployment pay rate is should have to live on that money for 6 months and see if they can save up for a full roll of toilet paper at the end of the month! They can't, if they plan on eating.
And now everyone wants him to go back to school for training... He's 54 & they don't like his diploma as it is a registered private school and issued online. So they suggested a GED class before he can take even a welding course. Ha! And they want him to live on loans & grants.
Can you say that our government is "cra-cra"?? AND SOMEONE NEEDS TO GIVE INTELLIGENCE TESTS TO THE PEOPLE WHO RUN THESE PROGRAMS.
I am now flat on my back because the epidural has finally completely worn off & I can't get an appointment prior to the 14th, although the doc suggested I call to get one when the pain returned since my herniated disc is sooo "impressive". I just LOVE that something that is oversized on me is impressive and it's not my bra size. LOL
Anyway, I am playing ostrich & sticking my head in the sand today. It's imperative to Joe to be here for my surgery on the 19th, which I'm now told is "outpatient with 23 hours of observation". Huh? Doesn't that sound like an overnight stay to you, which means in-patient? I don't know, but I was reading about the surgery online Sunday & freaked myself out completely. They evidently cut your LARGE back muscles open to reveal your vertebrae & then do the drilling out & cutting on the disc. Now, I've been told that my spinal column is not supporting my upper body and that only the muscles are supporting me. So now I wonder what happens when they cut those lower back muscles?!?
So there is the rest of the stress... Money & health. Aren't those almost ALWAYS the big ones? All I know is that while I wish Joe could go to work tomorrow, and he actually COULD start training tomorrow, I'm still happy he'll be here for my surgery. But then he's gotta go to work so I can get better... And he fusses over me more than my mother! But he needs to pay his bills, so he has to go to work. And I get to go to sleep for a month!!
Peace & Love, My Peeps!
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