Archive for February, 2016

Low

February 21, 2016

It has been a challenging week, all up-and-down and now I’m exhausted.

A couple of times I’ve overdone it, or tried something I shouldn’t have.  A couple of times I’ve eaten the wrong thing and kicked off an IBS reaction.  I haven’t slept well, but when I have slept it has been much more comfortable than previously…in my bed all night, even turning and sleeping on my side without pain.  

There has been bad news (the dog next door had to be put to sleep unexpectedly, and a former colleague of A’s passed away).  I probably can’t go straight back to work when I want as I have to wait for HR to agree, which they won’t even start until the point that I wanted to be back at my desk. 

I had hoped to be driving again by today, and I wanted to have started the long slow buildup to running regularly again.  But I just haven’t felt up to it.  

However, I’m not going to wallow in self pity, tempting as at is, so here are some reasons to be cheerful:

  1. I am still recovering, and have to allow myself time.  Setbacks are normal and I know this.  I will feel better if I think positive.
  2. I still have the best husband ever, never grumbling when I wake him in the night because I’m so clumsy I trip over my own feet when I get up.
  3. I can drive when I’m ready, the car is sat waiting for me, and I’ll have a whole lot if freedom when I get to that point.
  4. I can get out and about on foot by myself pretty well now, at least to town and back when we need shopping.
  5. I have some lovely friends, people who have gone out if their way to stay in touch, to visit, to bring/send me gifts and flowers and cards.
  6. We have a cleaner who comes in every week so I don’t even have to think about housework – a luxury that I’m still marvelling at.
  7. I have chocolate.
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Recovery

February 15, 2016

So, it’s all over.  My op went ahead as planned in early January and now, not quite six weeks later, I’m well on the way to full recovery.

I won’t lie, the first week in hospital was thoroughly miserable.  I felt very poorly, with lots of pain at times.  I was very sick as a result of the anaesthetic and the painkillers, and that lasted most of that week.  It was difficult to move, impossible to sleep but hard to stay awake and generally uncomfortable.  My hero of a husband caught the train to Oxford every single day and turned up with a big bag of treats to try to tempt me into eating.  All I wanted was fresh fruit, not a bad thing to crave if it’s the only thing you’re eating.  Apart from the fruit, all I really ate was tiny bites of Danish pastry. 

Although the journey home was traumatic (just think about where a seatbelt crosses your body…I had wounds pretty much everywhere it touched), I started feeling better as soon as I walked through the door.  I believe it has been said before – there’s no place like home!

My first meal at home was pie and chips from the local chip shop, and I’ve never eaten anything so delicious. Although I couldn’t eat much of it, I knew that I’d start to feel better from then on. 

Since that has just been a slow plod towards being really well again.  Milestones include having the remaining drains and dressings removed, being able to walk into town for lunch, having a shower then getting dried and dressed without having to lay down and rest in between, visiting the office to catch up with my friends and colleagues, going for a walk in the park without feeling exhausted.

My targets for the next few weeks are:

  • Starting the couch-to-5k training programme so I’ll be able to run again
  • Driving
  • Walking the dog
  • Returning to work
  • Catching a train to Bath for a bra fitting in the big M&S

The return to work plan is a four week phased return, starting very slowly and building up until I’m there full time again. I think I’ll be capable of starting it by early March, which is four weeks sooner than predicted.

I’ve been able to start studying again now, just an hour or so at a time, slow and steady.  The good news is that I passed my December exam…but the bad news is I’m already two months behind on the next few modules.  Never mind, I’ll catch it up. 

So for now…study, television, knitting, cross-stitch…and longer walks each day.