We have a small whiteboard in our kitchen where we have reminders written. Lately, it has been nothing but doctor’s appointments. Between the two of us, in a two week period, we had 8 appointments. That’s crazy! Between that and the lift chair we now have in the living room...we have official become "old people."
For me, it revolves around breast cancer. For Captain, it’s all about hip replacement.
He was told two years ago that his right hip is “encrusted” with arthritis plus he has bone spurs reducing his range of motion to about 20-30 percent. This is why he has trouble putting his socks on.
He didn’t want to have hip replacement at age 48, so he opted to try corticosteroid injections first. Those helped for awhile, but he can only have one injection in a three-month period, and by this past spring they were not effective anymore.
So he had to have a visit with the primary doctor who ordered new x-rays, another steroid injection, and a consult with a surgeon. He is looking at a potential surgical date of December 18 or thereabouts. According to Captain, this will allow him to take his annual Lake of the Woods ice fishing trip in early December, have surgery, and be “all healed up” so he can resume ice fishing in late January.
Hmmmm...we’ll see about that.
We met with the plastic surgeon last week who will be doing the reconstruction portion of the surgery. Very nice man, compassionate, and knowledgeable. We had all of our questions answered and got a surgical date finally. We were sort of hoping for the first week in September, but that didn’t work out.
So I will have double mastectomy, lymph node biopsy, and reconstruction on Thursday, September 14. A couple of months to heal up and...ahem...pump up, back to work for four weeks and then on or near December 14, I can have the actual implants placed.
The kicker here is that Captain and I will be both be laid up at the same time, and I have NO idea how that will go.
When I am not feeling well, I just want to curl in a ball and sleep until I feel better. Captain likes to talk about how bad he feels. There could be problems here, but we’ll muddle through.
To end on a happier note, and just so I don’t spend ALL my time talking about medical crap, here’s a good Cubby story for you.
Young Man called recently because Cubby wanted to talk to Gampa and Gamma. She was telling a story so fast, I only caught about every fourth word, but whatever it was she was telling was extremely important to her. When she got done, I told her she was the cutest thing ever.
Her response?
“Gamma….I KNOW!”
Love that kid! Blessings to you, my friends!
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