Thursday, August 25, 2011

My hip is bionic!

Hello all,

Sorry for the delay in posting this very important update.  But I do appreciate all of the well wishes I received via my blog and via twitter.

So yes, I have a new titanium hip!  I went in for surgery on Aug 17 (Wednesday) and got home on Aug 22 (Monday).

I got to the hospital at around 6:30am.  I checked in and then sat in the waiting room for about 10 minutes.  I was then called in to put on my hospital garb.

I had my vital signs checked, including my blood pressure, temperature, etc.  I then went into another room with my father and waited to be seen by the anesthesiologist.  He went over all of the pertinent info, including the fact that I'd be receiving a nerve block (aka big scary needle in my back!) I was scared...I don't like needles in by back!  (Though I'm clearly okay with shoving large needles into my own arm haha).

Shortly afterwards, I kissed my Dad goodbye and it was off to the "room before the OR" room.  I walked there with the anesthesiologist.  It was a long walk...maybe 2 minutes.  I joked to him that the walk was quite long and I felt as though I was headed to the electric chair.  He laughed and said "kinda like the Green Mile, huh?"  And I said "yeah, dead woman walking!"  He laughed and said he was thinking the same thing but did not know if he should make such a joke since he didn't know my sense of humour.  We both laughed at ourselves and each other's crude sense of humour.

I went to the room before the room and the anesthesiologist put the IV into my hand.  I must say that I'm a big fan of having anesthesiologists putting IVs into my hand.  They're quite good at it and never miss.  Well done.

Soon after, I found myself putting my face into a contraption similar to one that you'd put your face in if you were having a "sit down" massage.  The nerve block was put in and there was little pain.

I was taken to the OR and greeted by nurses and my doctor/surgeon.  I laid down on the bed and made it clear that I wanted to be completely knocked out.  Soon...darkness.

I woke up and heard what sounded like a chisel and a hammer on a piece of stone.  I looked down and saw a big green cloth blocking my vision to my hip.  Yep, the surgery was still going on.  I was not in pain, but I felt it necessary to make it known that I was awake and unhappy about it.  I said "ow.".  Then soon after...darkness again.

What happened afterwards is a bit of a blur.  I went to the "room after the room" and was taken care of by a nurse.  She asked me to wiggle my toes.  I was only able to wiggle the toes on my un-operated leg,  She told me I was doing well and I was soon taken to my room.  Much to my surprise (and delight) I was taken to a private room.  This is probably because I would need dialysis and it would be much more convenient to be in my own room vs. share with someone else.

My dad was there and I was happy about that.  I looked to my right and saw my PCA pump (patient controlled analgesia). I used it.  I was allowed to use it every 5 minutes.  I later found out that there was a kink in my line and I wasn't getting ANY of the morphone...but when the line was un-kinked, I DID get a large dose (22 hours worth) of drugs.  Let's just say I was high for about 24 hours.

The first bandage on my hip seemed to be a pressure bandage in order to ensure that there was no bleeding/leakage.

I had lots of visitors and that was nice.  Having the private room was especially nice since I knew that I was not disturbing my next door neighbour.

 I actually wanted to document a lot of my surgery via video, but the camera I've been waiting for samsung to send me a pocket cam to replace a defective one.  I first sent them my defective device in mid June.  Well..let's just say that I don't have a camera yet.

Anyhow,  after a couple of days, my pressure-typed bandage was changed to a regular gauze bandage that wasn't as bulky.

I had the PCA removed and used a lot of oral pain killers.

 This breathing apparatus helped me to practice taking deep breaths.  I was told why this is very important, but unfortunately I cannot remember.

I'm at home now and I'm adjusting to the whole "not being able to walk" thing.  Well, I can walk but I have to use a walker to walk, and a cane to go up and down stairs.  I use my cane in my room as it is much to small to use a walker to get anywhere.  My staples are supposed to come out next week Wednesday, which would mark the 14th day since my surgery.  I am going to make sure that THEY make sure that the staples have been in long enough.  I don't want/need my leg popping in like my stomach did when THOSE staples were removed too early.  But the person who will be removing them will either be a close family friend (i refer to him as my uncle) who is a very experienced ER nurse, or I will head to my family doctor to have him remove them.

The next pic is of my staples in my leg.  It doesn't look gross to me, but if you are sensitive, perhaps scroll quickly and pass this picture.

There are other stories to tell, including my stories of physiotherapy, and of hospital nurses (one in particular-I know everyone loves a good ol' nurse story..!). Those posts will come in the future.

That's all for now and again, that's for all of the thoughts, prayers, and positive energy!

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

One More Sleep

One more sleep until my hip surgery!

I'm doing dialysis now and plan to be off around midnight or just before.

I'm passing the time on dialysis by watching Billy the Exterminator.

...and currently listening to Drive by Incubus.  Oh how I love this song.

Wish me luck!

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Devita Solar Protective Moisturizer SPF 30 plus

I just bought the above sunscreen online.  It's no secret that us lupies need to wear sunscreen.  I was watching a youtube video where someone mentioned that they use this sunscreen. My skin is quite sensitive and breaks out easily.  So I went to Devita's website and saw the following description for this sunscreen:

Sunshine Go Away Today... And it will with DeVita's feather-light, never heavy, oily or greasy moisturizing sun block. It's hard to believe (but it's true!) that our all-natural, sheer, moisturizer/sun screen is a deeply moisturizing daytime cream and sun block all in one! DeVita's exclusive formulation is created specifically for those sensitive to breakouts. This moisturizer is light enough to wear under make-up, absorbs quickly, and yet leaves the skin nourished and feeling soft and smooth. Offering full spectrum UVA/UVB sun protection with a SPF of 30+. Safe for adults and children. Titanium Dioxide Free. 

DeVita skin care products are 100 percent Vegan and Paraben Free. They are considered Gluten Sensitive Safe and never contain GMO's. DeVita products are never tested on animals (only humans!). 

Sounds good to me!  I will try to do a review of it...but that may take some time, especially with the surgery coming up.  That said, I bought the sunscreen from  They had the most reasonable pricing, especially when it comes to shipping to Canada.  Some sites were charging $25+ for shipping! Huh??  This site charged $4 to ship to Canada. 

Also, if you use the following coupon code, you can get an extra $5 off! Not bad! MIZ923 (isn't it funny that the first three letters of the coupon code is "MIZ"? hehehe)

So that's all for now.  I wonder if I'll get it in the mail before my surgery..?

Friday, August 5, 2011

1 hour massage = win

Yesterday I was looking online for places to get a massage close to my home.  I found a good place that was pretty close and easy to get to.  I was delighted when they called me back this morning and told me that there was space available today.

I went today at noon for a 1 hour massage.  My massage therapist today was Sarah.  Now I must admit-usually when I'm getting a massage, I just want to be quiet and enjoy.  But it was different with Sarah.  She chatted with me at the beginning of the massage after going over my (extensive) medical history.  I think she wanted to see if i actually wanted to chat or if I wanted to just relax.  At first, yes, I wanted to relax.  But as we started chatting, I found myself bringing up other stuff to talk about if there was a gap in conversation.  I WANTED to talk to her and I actually liked listening to her when I wasn't talking and while getting the massage.  I really like her and I'm going to go back. I made an appointment to go back next Friday, but I don't know if I should.  

The surgery is the following Wednesday.  I'd think that maybe it might not be a good idea to have someone slather me in oil, especially since the instruction binder that I was given after booking the surgery says that I shouldn't even use skin lotion for the 5 days prior to the surgery, and I am to bathe myself in chlorohexidine.   Sucks...because I really want that massage.  I think anything earlier than Friday would be too much.  Sarah is only in on Mondays, Tuesdays, and Fridays.  Conversely, another thing for me to consider is the fact that after I have the surgery, I won't be able to get any massages for a while.  Hmph.

I felt great after the massage.  I'm glad I did it.

Monday, August 1, 2011

Dream that I had last night

If you're an avid reader of my blog, I'm sure you'll have noticed that I like documenting my dreams when I remember them.  We obviously have dreams every time we sleep as it is near impossible to simply turn your brain off, but remembering your dreams is a different story.

Last night I dreamed that I was somewhere, perhaps a high school.  I was standing in the gymnasium and a burly football jock-looking guy came over and started kicking my foot.  It didn't cause me to move or fall, but it hurt.  I immediately went and told the school principal, and the bully got in trouble.

The school that I was in seemed to have television screens all up and through the hallway.  As I walked by one of the screens, I glanced up at it and it read "______ is going to kill you!" with ______ being the bully's name as I cannot remember his name or if he even had one.  My first instinct? Run.

I ran down a stairway that wasn't often used, knowing that it would be unlikely that he'd be there.  All of a sudden...I was in the gymnasium again and was face to face with the bully.  He approached me aggressively.  I knew I couldn't just stand there.  So, I kicked him in the stomach a la Bruce Lee.


The bully went flying to the ground and was defenseless against my Bruce Lee kick.  I had won.  I stood up to the bully when he bullied me in the first place, and I didn't let him get away with it when he tried to intimidate me.

Life has all sorts of challenges.  While they may seem big...face them.  Head on.  That's what I did in my dream, and that's what I do in MY life.  

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