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Difficult Few Months


The past six months have been stressful for a few months to say the least.

On the 6th May we had a minor accident at a roundabout and we were stationary waiting to be able to get on it. The driver behind us wasn’t concentrating so pulled forward resulting in his car hitting the right side of our bumper including breaking the cover of the lights. Fortunately he was honest, we swapped details then went on to walk Bandit. Getting the insurance companies to do their bit was straight forward so getting the car repaired was done quickly.

At the time I went into shock but not how I expected as I went very quiet. A few days later I started feeling pain in my right shoulder – Bandit had gone into the right hand side of me when the accident happened. The pain went across to my left shoulder and down both arms which was annoying. I had seen the physiotherapist at our surgery but the exercises she sent me hadn’t helped. Another visit to the physiotherapist was arranged and I was asked what I wanted her to do. Before I could say anything suggested seeing a specialist.

A few days later I saw a doctor at a different medical centre of the medical group we are patients of. The doctor was helpful and had a sense of humour. At one point he asked me to stand and try an exercise asking me if I would hit him trying to do it. I looked him straight in the eyes and said, “No but I might just punch him” meaning Rick.

At least it was taken the right and the doctor laughed. He thought the problem was either rotator cuff injury or a frozen shoulder and said he would be ordering a scan. Needless to say I’m still waiting.

From that life went rapidly downhill. I got to the stage I couldn’t get out of bed without help or get dressed or undressed without help. So the care team worked quickly for me which included getting an electric bed to help me, a commode, a raised toilet seat for me to make it easier for me to use it and a shower seat. We already had shower grab handles and a slope up to our front door.

Up until recently I had two carers coming in – one in the morning and the other in the evening.. I still need some help getting dressed which depends on what I want to wear and sometimes getting up but compared to the worst time it’s much easier to get on with what I like. The only thing I hate is getting in and out of the car.

Stress and lowering mood

Getting appointments has been stressful. I went to my hospital appointment on the 10th February which turned out to be a pre-assessment one and should have gone back for the procedures on the 13th. However I hadn’t been told to stop the iron tablets seven days before the procedures and not take two others the day before. It was re-arranged for the 25th February.

The worst part of the lead up to the procedures was having to just drink fluids the day before and drink two litres of water with a solution in it in the evening. Fortunately I was the first one on the list so no having to hang around. Due to having an endoscopy before I was relieved to have a local anaesthetic this time round. It was a fairly quick session this time round even with polyps being removed and some biopsies done. I have inflamation in my oesophagus and stomach again which doesn’t surprise me as I have had some discomfort lately when eating.

Having a colonoscopy this time round was far more uncomfortable and invasive. I was asked a couple of times if I wanted it stopped due to pain but I wanted it completed. Biopsies were taken and a polyp removed as well.

It was a relieve to know that nothing serious was found and I will find out the results in six weeks time. I still don’t know why I’m anaemic but hopefully I will do.

Health woes

Before Christmas I had my annual diabetes check up and didn’t think any more off it until an appointment was made with one of the doctors. With one thing and another I didn’t get the appointment until the new year and got the “great” news that I’m anaemic just to cheer me up.

I’ve had blood taken again, returned the pre-bowel cancer screening test back and been back to see the doctor again who has since prescribed iron tablets, Today I received a phone call to give me an appointment at hospital on the 10th February to get checked out with a camera. Although I’m glad it’s not a long wait it doesn’t fill me with joy.

Being in a “higher” risk group for getting cancer isn’t on my mind all of the time whenever I have to go in for tests does worry me a bit, My dad was a 17 year cancer survivor (stomach) and a cousin had breast cancer although, sadly, she passed on. On top of that whilst stomach ulcers are not directly inherited, but a genetic predisposition to them can be inherited I have come under that umbrella. My grandmother had one but nobody knew until she fell down stairs at the care home she lived in and died. My dad had one as well and eventually had an operation to remove it.

About ten years ago I had an endoscopy done as I was experiencing pain when eating to find out I had erosion of my oesophagus and two small areas in my stomach. I was taking Naproxen and that was the cause of it so I haven’t taken it so now I suffer with swollen fingers.health,

Busy times

The past few months have been busy generally. It has included a short break down south to see family which I enjoyed as it’s lovely seeing the great nieces and nephews.

Since getting back church activities have been slowly started back up again although these stopped due to C0VID-19 which is also before we started going there. Since we’ve been going there the whole church building has had a great deal of work down on it.

The once a week cafe on Thursdays started up first and is going well, the mother and toddler group started on Monday morming and the ‘leisure’ morning started on Tuesday. Three of us went in to do a bit of re-arranging in the kitchen rather than play games.

Messy Church will officially start in October once a month but on Sunday afternoon we went to the village green to set up activities, had goody bags with leaflets and gave out hot dogs. It went well and the children enjoyed themselves.

We are going to have a break next week and have a few days away. I am really looking forward to that as I’m so tired although the two of us having colds hasn’t helped. We still have a MacMillan coffee morning to get through yet which is on tomorrow.

My mood hasn’t been great recently either as there doesn’t seem to be enough hours in the day. Hopefully the few days of enforced will help with that.

Tiredness sucks

The past week has been bad for severe depression made worse due to not sleeping well and not having any anti depressants. I don’t know whether it’s the fault of our new GP surgery or the chemist we have started using. As it is I’m having to wait until tomorrow to get my repeat prescription as it wasn’t ready yesterday.

Recently I got over a chest infection but the cough has come back with a vengeance which isn’t helping for getting a good night’s sleep.

Life’s irritations

Over the past few weeks we have had the stress of going from E.S.A. which is being phased out onto universal credit. That has meant getting a different payment date and would have to survive three weeks on the money we had.

Rick hasn’t had any issues and he doesn’t need to ‘hand in’ sick notes but I was given an appointment at the Job Centre and had to get a sick note. Part of the problem is whilst I do receive P.I.P. departments don’t ‘communicate’ with each other.

Another issue is that we have to check our online journals regularly which I’m having to deal with both accounts. Anyway I did what was needed for the sick note online then had the appointment the following day. When I was there I told the person what disabilities / health issues I have and she couldn’t understand why I’m expected to look for work. She’s put a suspension on me looking for work although my sick note covers me for three months. I’m also waiting for a health assessment booklet to come out for me which needs to be completed and sent back. Hopefully that will help as it will be difficult for me to get work at my age and that’s without what’s wrong with me.

So much has happened over the past few months including moving.

It’s such a relieve to get away from our neighbour from hell and having an extra bedroom has certainly helped. Now we are in a small village and have a lovely view of the countryside and stables across the road. The cats have settled in very well and like the peace.

We have managed to get down south a couple of times so I’m glad we’ve still managed to see family. Rick’s eldest brother recently had open heart surgery which was one of the reasons for travelling. He hasn’t changed over the years except for cutting down on his drinking and has stopped smoking.

Rick’s sister is suffering with her health as well and has had a pacemaker fitted. She’s the ‘fit one’ so it surprsied us but seems to be getting now. It’s almost shocking that three out five siblings have a heart condition now.

My brother-in-law is also going through it with health conditions with the latest being cancer. Last year he had his ureter and one kidney removed and has coped quite well with his recovery on the whole.

I have had cataracts removed from both eyes and it’s great to see so well again. If this had been forty years ago there is no way I would have had it done but surgery has moved on quite a bit. Rick has also had his left eye done and will get his right eye done soon as well.

Life in generally is slowly getting better again.

Need Sleep

I have been sleeping poorly for so long I can’t remember what it’s like to have a few food nights sleep. Being a Sunday it was a bad time to be tired as I do the recording of the service but as it turned out I couldn’t today. There was a card error and we don’t have a spare card of camera. It made Rick’s life easier as he couldn’t edit it this afternoon.

This afternoon I kept dozing off which I don’t like doing as a rule. It was proving to be difficult not to give in which meant I have felt worse so hope to sleep better tonight.

I’m still suffering with low mood and being tired doesn’t help. On top of everything else my brother-in-law has cancer . He’s elderly as well but it was decided that he would be fit enough for an operation and he, more importantly, decided it’s what he wanted. The operation was just over a week ago and went well. His mobility needs to be better than it has been before he goes home but that’s nothing to worry about.

Rollercoaster

Over the past few months my mood has been up and down …. mostly down.

We celebrated our 30th wedding anniversary last year and had a party two days earlier as the actual day was a Monday. Family members and friends made an effort to come up which we were pleased about and the party went well.

Christmas was quiet as usual and we had our Christmas meal at our usual venue. The week before we had gone out for the annual church Christmas dinner at a restaurent we haven’t been to before.

Since Christmas I have been in A&E for 14 hours due to gallbladder problems again plus being very dehydrated. Having intravenous fluids helped, had another scan and had bloods taken so I was relieved to get home.

Almost three weeks ago so called friends went to New Zealand for 51/2 weeks so we were looking after their dog. It meant one of us staying over each night as their dog isn’t very good with other dogs and we have got cats. Everything was fine until last when I had a video with one of them at 7am who was his usual self. I could hear his husband telling him to tell me stop over feeding their dog. I hadn’t been over feeding the dog so told them that I had heard what had been said and to leave it at that.

When my husband rang five minutes later I told him what had happened he shot round to the house. He video called them and the one who believed I had over fed their dog answered. He went into a foul mouthed vent which included threatening to come round to our home and trash it when they get home.

Now the poor dog is being left for most of the day which is wrong but we can’t do anything about that.