The weather forecast is often 'sunny with Showers' and that seems an apt description of our lives at the moment.
The kids are doing well and are very well settled after our move. Sunny!
Shane has just had a spell in hospital with an enormous and severe collitis - at one point he was being told that he would lose two thirds of his bowel. Definately stormy.
He is now on the mend but it is going to be really slow going. Thanks to all who prayed whilst he was in hospital and please dont stop! Sunny spells.
I am tired still but the insulin is definately having a good effect and I am feeling more in control which helps! Cloudy with meatballs.
Summer is here and the sun is shining through the rain clouds - I am looking forward to sunny weather ahead!
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Wednesday, 6 July 2011
Sunday, 26 July 2009
A year or so in the life of Scog Blog part 2 - surgery
My first of three operations was abdominal surgery of the type intended to prevent the patter of any more tiny feet!
It was meant to be a routine operation, keyhole style, with an overnight stay and back home to recuperate. Things didn't quite turn out that way.
During the operation the surgeon sliced through an artery resulting in them having to enlarge the incision to be able to clamp the vessel. I lost about 5 pints of blood whilst they tried to repair the damage and I was attended by 9 surgeons/doctors/aneathetists as they fought to save my life.
Afterwards I was in hospital for almost a week before being sent home. I was at home for one night before it became obvious that my wound had become infected - the infection started deep and bubbled up to the surface. Shane took be back to A&E and I was admitted to a different ward.
The doctor on the new ward prescribed an antibiotic but the pharmacist disagreed with the prescription and so I was left on the ward with no treatment - not even dressing changes for 2 days!
By this time I was getting quite desperate and finally a consultant from the original ward came down and got me moved up to her ward where I finally recieved treatment. I was in hospital for a further two weeks before being released. I was treated at home for a further two weeks before my wound finally healed.
Surgery number 2 was investigative knee surgery to identify what is causing me so much pain. The MRI had been inconclusive. The surgery showed that the damage to my anterior cruciate ligament had worsened and was now in need of surgical repair.
I first damaged my acl about 10 days before my wedding and consequently got married on crutches!
My third surgery was the acl reconstruction which went very well. I am still recieving physio and trying to strengthen the other muscles and ligaments as well. During the surgery they take about 8 inches of my hamstring and use it to create a new acl. I still have numb bits where the nerve endings have been damaged.
My knee is still painful but the consultant says that it is arthritis and theres nothing he can do about it - oh deep, deep joy!!!
I am beginning to accept that my knee will never be very good, will always give me some degree of pain and I need to just get used to the idea!
So that surgery - I may post a few photos of scars and things but I don't want to put anyone off there tea!!
It was meant to be a routine operation, keyhole style, with an overnight stay and back home to recuperate. Things didn't quite turn out that way.
During the operation the surgeon sliced through an artery resulting in them having to enlarge the incision to be able to clamp the vessel. I lost about 5 pints of blood whilst they tried to repair the damage and I was attended by 9 surgeons/doctors/aneathetists as they fought to save my life.
Afterwards I was in hospital for almost a week before being sent home. I was at home for one night before it became obvious that my wound had become infected - the infection started deep and bubbled up to the surface. Shane took be back to A&E and I was admitted to a different ward.
The doctor on the new ward prescribed an antibiotic but the pharmacist disagreed with the prescription and so I was left on the ward with no treatment - not even dressing changes for 2 days!
By this time I was getting quite desperate and finally a consultant from the original ward came down and got me moved up to her ward where I finally recieved treatment. I was in hospital for a further two weeks before being released. I was treated at home for a further two weeks before my wound finally healed.
Surgery number 2 was investigative knee surgery to identify what is causing me so much pain. The MRI had been inconclusive. The surgery showed that the damage to my anterior cruciate ligament had worsened and was now in need of surgical repair.
I first damaged my acl about 10 days before my wedding and consequently got married on crutches!
My third surgery was the acl reconstruction which went very well. I am still recieving physio and trying to strengthen the other muscles and ligaments as well. During the surgery they take about 8 inches of my hamstring and use it to create a new acl. I still have numb bits where the nerve endings have been damaged.
My knee is still painful but the consultant says that it is arthritis and theres nothing he can do about it - oh deep, deep joy!!!
I am beginning to accept that my knee will never be very good, will always give me some degree of pain and I need to just get used to the idea!
So that surgery - I may post a few photos of scars and things but I don't want to put anyone off there tea!!
Tuesday, 24 February 2009
A year or so in the life of Scog Blog part 1
While on my friends blog I noticed that it was a whole year since I last blogged!!
I'm not really sure how that happened. I will try to fill you in on what has happened in the last year or so.
first in brief:
I got a new job in December 2007 and left NTU.
I had an operation in February 2008 - abdominal surgery - caught an infection had three weeks in hospital and lost my new job.
Became vice chair of governors at Peters school.
Had a holiday.
Didn't find a new job...
Became assistant treasurer to the tertiary order of the Holy Paraclete.
Had another birthday in October.
Had investigative knee surgery in November.
Went to see Meatloaf at the Trent FM Arena
Had Christmas and New Year.
Had a crutiate ligament repair (more knee surgery)in January.
Still on crutches - six month post operative recovery period.
So thats it in brief - I will try to fill in more details in further posts.
I'm not really sure how that happened. I will try to fill you in on what has happened in the last year or so.
first in brief:
I got a new job in December 2007 and left NTU.
I had an operation in February 2008 - abdominal surgery - caught an infection had three weeks in hospital and lost my new job.
Became vice chair of governors at Peters school.
Had a holiday.
Didn't find a new job...
Became assistant treasurer to the tertiary order of the Holy Paraclete.
Had another birthday in October.
Had investigative knee surgery in November.
Went to see Meatloaf at the Trent FM Arena
Had Christmas and New Year.
Had a crutiate ligament repair (more knee surgery)in January.
Still on crutches - six month post operative recovery period.
So thats it in brief - I will try to fill in more details in further posts.
Wednesday, 9 January 2008
Why Don't They Tell You?
Why Don't They Tell You?
I was just wondering why all those glossy parenting magazines never tell the truth of how piggin' difficult looking after and bringing up children actually is.
They don't tell you that you'll be cut up and/or torn and will have to pee sitting in a bath of cold water for weeks. They don't tell you how painful breast feeding can be or that you might end up being at it for hours on end. They don't tell how distressing for mum and dad sibling rivalry can be or how excruciatingly high pitched a childs whine can actually be. They don't tell you that not everyone is a natural mother and bonding and developing relationships with these vulnerable little ones can feel like an uphill struggle.
They only tell you about the joy and the love and the mystery and miracle of having kids.
I would of like to have known both sides - I would of still had my two beautiful babies but I might have been a bit more prepared for the reality and not so tangled up with the dream and the longing.
I was just wondering why all those glossy parenting magazines never tell the truth of how piggin' difficult looking after and bringing up children actually is.
They don't tell you that you'll be cut up and/or torn and will have to pee sitting in a bath of cold water for weeks. They don't tell you how painful breast feeding can be or that you might end up being at it for hours on end. They don't tell how distressing for mum and dad sibling rivalry can be or how excruciatingly high pitched a childs whine can actually be. They don't tell you that not everyone is a natural mother and bonding and developing relationships with these vulnerable little ones can feel like an uphill struggle.
They only tell you about the joy and the love and the mystery and miracle of having kids.
I would of like to have known both sides - I would of still had my two beautiful babies but I might have been a bit more prepared for the reality and not so tangled up with the dream and the longing.
Monday, 24 April 2006
Health ....or not!
My husband Shane had the first of two ECG's yesterday. This was the sort done by a nurse who doesn't actually look at the print out but sticks it in a file and says the doctor will get back to you. His next ECG is one of those full blown exercise and at rest ones where they have you doing all sorts of stuff presumably to see if they can induce some sort of attack.
This all stems from the pleurasy he had at Christmas. He has been left with chest pain and shortness of breath. He has been given an inhaler for asthma and a GTN spray for angina, none of these conditions have as yet been confirmed.
My health remains rubbish. I was put on to different types of medication for the diabetes. My readings remain too high and the side effects of the drugs have resulted in almost constant diarrhoea. I am still extremely tired and increasingly frustrated.
On the up side the children have now recovered from their bout of illness and seem to be doing well. Peter is due to get a new splint for his left foot next week as the present one is now too small. He seems to grow at an alarming rate but is still in clothes for 18month-2yr old even though he will be three in June.
Eleanor gets cuter by the day. She is a real ray of sunshine with a smile that just blows me away. However bad things get I am a truly lucky woman to have such wonderful children. They keep things bright and cheery despite all the negatives of life at the moment.
This all stems from the pleurasy he had at Christmas. He has been left with chest pain and shortness of breath. He has been given an inhaler for asthma and a GTN spray for angina, none of these conditions have as yet been confirmed.
My health remains rubbish. I was put on to different types of medication for the diabetes. My readings remain too high and the side effects of the drugs have resulted in almost constant diarrhoea. I am still extremely tired and increasingly frustrated.
On the up side the children have now recovered from their bout of illness and seem to be doing well. Peter is due to get a new splint for his left foot next week as the present one is now too small. He seems to grow at an alarming rate but is still in clothes for 18month-2yr old even though he will be three in June.
Eleanor gets cuter by the day. She is a real ray of sunshine with a smile that just blows me away. However bad things get I am a truly lucky woman to have such wonderful children. They keep things bright and cheery despite all the negatives of life at the moment.
Monday, 31 October 2005
Back after long absence!
Well, it is a very long time since I last posted anything on this blog. So what's been happening in the lives of the family Blog? ....
I have had a very healthy, bouncing baby girl weighing in at over 8lbs. Eleanor is now 5 1/2 months old and is adorable and very chatty!
Peter continues to do well although he has had some struggles. He is currently recovering from a bout of Glandular Fever and has managed to catch a cold on top. As a result he is very tired.
Peter continues to have therapy for his foot and hand. His walking has much improved and he is now attempting to jump and run. Peter is using his left hand more although his thumb still has a tendency to turn in.
It is an interesting experience to see the differences in the physical development of the little ones. Ellie is keen to be sitting up at five months whereas Peter showed little inclination until he was about eight months. With Peter being our first it took longer to cinvince professionals that his slowness was something more than natural variation. I knew there was something wrong but I guess they had me down as an over-anxious first-time mum.
Peter's hemiplegia though mild has become such a part of who he is. He is developing mannerisms associated with his condition that are so endearing. Of course it would be great if he did not have to face the challanges his hemiplegia brings but I can't help thinking I would miss his little ways if he could be cured tomorrow.
I have had a very healthy, bouncing baby girl weighing in at over 8lbs. Eleanor is now 5 1/2 months old and is adorable and very chatty!
Peter continues to do well although he has had some struggles. He is currently recovering from a bout of Glandular Fever and has managed to catch a cold on top. As a result he is very tired.
Peter continues to have therapy for his foot and hand. His walking has much improved and he is now attempting to jump and run. Peter is using his left hand more although his thumb still has a tendency to turn in.
It is an interesting experience to see the differences in the physical development of the little ones. Ellie is keen to be sitting up at five months whereas Peter showed little inclination until he was about eight months. With Peter being our first it took longer to cinvince professionals that his slowness was something more than natural variation. I knew there was something wrong but I guess they had me down as an over-anxious first-time mum.
Peter's hemiplegia though mild has become such a part of who he is. He is developing mannerisms associated with his condition that are so endearing. Of course it would be great if he did not have to face the challanges his hemiplegia brings but I can't help thinking I would miss his little ways if he could be cured tomorrow.
Monday, 7 February 2005
And so to this....
Shane and I have been married for over 7 years and have two amazingly beautiful, wonderful children. In all our time together we have had few disagreements and no rows...... well until last night that is.
We went at it like professionals until we both felt like crap and nothing that was upsetting us was resolved. I don't know where it all came from but I didn't like it.
I guess a large part of the problem is that we are both so tired and only have so much energy to deal with issues and problems. By the time the kids are in bed we both seem to flop and curl up within ourselves to protect our inner selves from the crappiness of the outside world.
We managed to sort out a temporary truce that meant we could go to bed still believing in us. I guess at some point when we can be calm and rational we need to sort out a few things, have a chat, find each other amongst the business and the illness and the tiredness.
Shane if you ever read this - remember one thing - I love you with all of my being.
We went at it like professionals until we both felt like crap and nothing that was upsetting us was resolved. I don't know where it all came from but I didn't like it.
I guess a large part of the problem is that we are both so tired and only have so much energy to deal with issues and problems. By the time the kids are in bed we both seem to flop and curl up within ourselves to protect our inner selves from the crappiness of the outside world.
We managed to sort out a temporary truce that meant we could go to bed still believing in us. I guess at some point when we can be calm and rational we need to sort out a few things, have a chat, find each other amongst the business and the illness and the tiredness.
Shane if you ever read this - remember one thing - I love you with all of my being.
Monday, 17 January 2005
What a Week that Was!
Last week I started to get a pain in my chest just below my left boob. It got worse so on Monday I went to the doctor who prescribed Gaviscon. It didn't improve so on Tuesday morning I rang the Maternity unit. They told me to come in. After several hours and several tests they admitted me to the ward. More tests followed and the consultant seemed quite worried about my condition.
Eventually they had all but ruled out anything serious - although they couldn't quite rule out pulmonary embolism. I am therefore now on daily injections to thin my blood to sort out any clot. They allowed me home on Thursday afternoon.
On Friday my son was sent home early from nursery due to lethargy and high temperature. He was diagnosed with a throat infection. The high temperature made him vomit - a lot!
He is much better this morning but now my husband is feeling under the weather - hopefully it's just down to lack of sleep!
I am back at work but under instruction to take it easy - no running about. I still have the pain and the shortness of breath but I am ok as long as I don't overdo it.
Isn't life grand!
Eventually they had all but ruled out anything serious - although they couldn't quite rule out pulmonary embolism. I am therefore now on daily injections to thin my blood to sort out any clot. They allowed me home on Thursday afternoon.
On Friday my son was sent home early from nursery due to lethargy and high temperature. He was diagnosed with a throat infection. The high temperature made him vomit - a lot!
He is much better this morning but now my husband is feeling under the weather - hopefully it's just down to lack of sleep!
I am back at work but under instruction to take it easy - no running about. I still have the pain and the shortness of breath but I am ok as long as I don't overdo it.
Isn't life grand!
Friday, 29 October 2004
It's A Miracle
I've been ill again - another cold that wiped me out and left me as weak as a kitten. I often wonder why pregnancy can make a person feel so ill and so tired with no immunity to anything. People say 'Oh, you do look well' and I don't really feel I can spoil the moment by replying that they should have seen me ten minutes ago when I had my head stuck down a toilet throwing up my lunch.
So why does it make some women tired. I don't know, all I can really focus on is the end rsult. That wonderful moment when I hold my baby in my arms for the first time and whisper words of welcome and introductions. I wouldn't swap that for anything and yes it is all worth it in the end.
In the meantime I carry on feeling like a sack of shit while the miracle of creation is played out in my tummy. And it is a miracle, only I get to take part in this one! Oh, God does all the hard work - the knitting together and the gift of a soul - but I get to help, if only a little!
So why does it make some women tired. I don't know, all I can really focus on is the end rsult. That wonderful moment when I hold my baby in my arms for the first time and whisper words of welcome and introductions. I wouldn't swap that for anything and yes it is all worth it in the end.
In the meantime I carry on feeling like a sack of shit while the miracle of creation is played out in my tummy. And it is a miracle, only I get to take part in this one! Oh, God does all the hard work - the knitting together and the gift of a soul - but I get to help, if only a little!
Tuesday, 14 September 2004
Visitng the in-laws
I have just returned home from visiting my in-laws. I am very glad to be home. Don't get me wrong - I think my in-laws are lovely people but they are hard work! Things started out ok - on Friday we (that's Mr Blog and I) along with Mr Blogs brother were invited to a graduation ceremony where father-in-law was receiving an honorary fellowship from a prestigous University of London college. It was a great event and we all had a lovely time. On Saturday there was a lunch at the RAF club to celebrate my in-laws 40th wedding anniversary. Again it was a great event.
I guess the problem is that parents always think they know best even when their child is all grown up, married an with a child of their own. I feel like I am being lectured constantly about how I should look after Mr Blog and Blog Jnr. I feel like I am always missing the performance target they have set for me and that they really don't approve. I am beginning to think that perhaps next time I will stay at home and my husband can take our son to visit on his own. We will have to wait and see.
I guess the problem is that parents always think they know best even when their child is all grown up, married an with a child of their own. I feel like I am being lectured constantly about how I should look after Mr Blog and Blog Jnr. I feel like I am always missing the performance target they have set for me and that they really don't approve. I am beginning to think that perhaps next time I will stay at home and my husband can take our son to visit on his own. We will have to wait and see.
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