What Day Is It Anyway. 3rd September 2020

Linda G Hill said.”Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.

Why am I writing this post ? 

Because it’s day? Whatever since the pandemic clipped all our wings. We are all in different circumstances and yet we are all in the same boat.

Yes indeed there’s no such place as halfway. But for some of us we have been caught in halfway, for what ever reason, sheltering, self isolation, illness, Covid19, or any illness, depression, fear what ever we have all been halfway. Some people deny this is happening, some people even deny Covid19, I hope it doesn’t bite them on the bum because it’s out there lurking, it’s not gone.

So when was the last time I wrote a #WDIIA?…… It was the 28th July. Why have I not written one since then because nothing, noteworthy, or not has happened.

The Cholesystectomy drain and bag and I have survived. I have had a few bleeds, trips to the hospital, a Fluoroscopy, where the Dr managed to break the stitch holding the drain in , that caused a bleed. That necessitated another trip to have drain checked luckily it was fine…so the drain and I bumbled along…me getting tired because the drain was sore and the the the dressings were agrevating my skin.

So from June to September the only trips out were to the Drs surgery to see the nurse, the hospital for emergencies or check ups (twice) and a Fluoroscopy, oh! Yes a trip to the Vets..yes I did say Vets that was for Ruby. Also the odd walk around the block some evenings.

We have had a socially distanced visit from our youngest son and his family. The elder grandson, 6years old amazed me by gently asking me what the bag was and happily accepted my answer that it was attached to a tube that took poison out of my body. No more said that was that, the younger lad 3years obviously took no notice of it. It was lovely to see the little family. Our two older lads have visited a couple of times too, infact the eldest stayed over night when restrictions allowed. It is interesting socially distancing at home!

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Hubby has been very busy sorting his mother’s estate. Though his brother and sister are still being obstructive and his brother actually threatening and abusive. The House sale after an initial flurry has slowed to a big fat nothing, no interest at all for ten days now . The comments are, ‘too much work’, ‘seen bigger places for less’ and plain ‘ not big enough’ to mention a few. We did have a buyer but she pulled out : there was too much to do and she had pushed herself on the price. It’s a shame because we’d be happy to lower the price but hubby’s brother and sister are demanding the higher price…it’s all very stressful.

Ruby is well apart from her arthritis, she is slowing up now and does not like getting in and out of the car. She is very good at ruling the roost and has us wrapped around her paws !

So lastly to my news, it’s good and not so good but Hubby says I must just see the positive. Finally after three months I got my appointment with the surgeon. We arrived early as the letter advised due to parking spaces being at a premium… There was plenty of parking. We sat in the car for three quarters of an hour then we set off for Outpatients 1 level 2. We donned our masks, matching black . We arrived as the clinic too early and were asked, due to social distancing to go away and come back in half an hour. So we had a cup of coffee at the hospital coffee shop next to the clinic. We realized as we sat there that this was the first time we had had a cup of coffee anywhere but at home since Lockdown began at the end of March…. Not the most exciting place for our first coffee out.

At nine thirty we returned to the clinic, the nurse took our temperatures and gave us gel for our hands. I booked in and we took our seats, 2metres apart. There were only three other patients in there so it was clean, and easily socially distanced.

When we met the Dr he asked how I was,he then asked to examine me. He then without any warning took the drain out. I was a tad shocked as I had no idea this was going to happen. It was a little painful but I survived. So with the drain out he put a dressing on the drain site, he said it might weep for a few days. He was not very forthcoming about anything we asked him. I asked that now the drain was out would the symptoms return. He said yes they could come back, and I will be susceptible to infection.. I asked if the pain came back what should I do , he told me to take painkillers. I could if worked that out myself but for the fact they didn’t work the first time round. I asked how long the waiting list for my operation would be. He told us that he did not know anything about the waiting list and told us that because of the Covid19 they had not been doing operations, so there was at least a three months wait plus a backlog, plus people coming through all the time. So the list was long and growing. I was not a little disappointed by this news. As the guy had already told me the gall bladder was still needed to come out as the stone is still blocking the neck , he’d also said that I would be prone to infection and all the symptoms could come back.
So we asked if we could get the op privately he told us he did not do private but we could if we wished and one of the other surgeons on the team did private work. He then asked if I still wanted to be on the NHS list we said definitely yes please. If we can get the operation done before my name comes up on the NHS list then we can inform them. So I am still on the NHS list. I was left feeling a little stressed as I fear the pain might come back. Plus the whole thing was not what I was expecting. I had been told that it would all be done together drain and gall bladder removal under anesthesia, but I survived the drain removal. I had also been told, when I was in hospital that I would probably be operated on two weeks after this appointment. But that was a different Dr.
Hubby has started the private medical treatment procedure . I have contacted my GP surgery to request a letter of referral for the operation, as well as the one from the surgeon? I sent the GP’s surgery an email requesting the referral yesterday and in the afternoon they confirmed they had received it and forwarded it to my Dr. So now I wait and hope and pray the infection and pain do not return. On the up the drain is not there , it was getting very painful and my skin is very sore from the dressings used. So though I don’t feel much better yet I can move about freely and build up my strength for the operation. So as hubby’s says, be positive! So here is the most positive song I know.

Today I have had two good walks and I am determined to forge ahead!

So I have gone from this

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To this

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So its a time to look forward and believe that my operation will come sooner or later, sooner, please, please! 🤞

This Is Part of LindaGHill’s #WDIIA.

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  Be Calm

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  Social distancing

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  Be safe out there.