I have finally had an op on my left wrist, it was 10 days ago so just going to tell you about my day, this after I have written every thing below this earlier. Please excuse some spelling mistakes, I just want to send this off and haven't time to look in my dictionary.
A day in the life of an eighty year old. Had to be at hospital for 12-30, so up at 6 am to feed birds and cat. 'Wild birds and Sooty is a neighbours cat who has adopted me.' Had shower, washed hair. Made large double shot coffee, and couple of rice cakes, with thick cut marmalade. 'Wheat intolerant!' Made bed, washed pots, and fed Sooty his spoonful of buttery margarine, 'It has to be Clover.' Won't eat any other! I mix his Multi System Support Gel into it. 'If I could get anything as good as this for me I would! Tell you what it has made him so fit at eighteen years old, it's fantastic stuff.' Dried my hair, while drinking another large double shot coffee. Was told in letter of admittance that I could eat a light meal before 11-30,. Who could eat a meal an hour before they are going to have an op? Decided to take bus to hospital, friends had offered but I thought two short bus rides would make me relax. It did! The forms said no make up, no jewellery. I couldn't go through town and on two buses without make up and at least my earing's. I signed in and walked to the day ward lift, it was a floor up. I was given a bed in what was a busy but very quiet ward, there were several ladies sleeping off the anesthetic. I had settled for a local anesthetic. as I had, had a couple of problems with coming round from anaesthetic. Never thought it would be several hours before I went down. Should have guessed, because you have to be checked over several times, had a big black arrow pointing down on drawn my left arm. My goodness they take so much care of you. I had to do the usual and put that crappy open at the back cotton gown on, and paper panties! I really couldn't understand why you had to strip down to the essentials for a wrist op!! Had been asked to bring dressing gown thank goodness. Oh yes while I was left to myself I did clean my make up and take my jewellery off. I watched as women came and went, then around three pm a young man brought a wheelchair for me. I told him I had come in with my wrists and my legs were fine, so we both walked to the operating room. He told me he had, had a local when he had a hernia out, I thought that was brave. 'Didn't ask him where his hernia was.' I said something about him pushing wheelchairs my have caused his hernia. He said, 'I don't do it often I'm a doctor.'
Well! When we went through those operating room doors it was like being in something like Casualty. A huge place all white, blue, and chrome, there were doctors nurses and people in long gowns and those little hats they wear, were everywhere. Everyone seemed to be looking after me, I laid on the operating table and one women who was slightly older than the rest sat beside me, and talked to me, she seemed to be telling the doctors etc, what to do. I asked if I could be left to be quiet when the operation started as I wanted to do a Mantra to myself that I find works. They were lovely and let me do it. It was an experience, I felt the tournaque that they had put on the top of my arm more than the needles etc, I think that was because the woman who was sat beside me giving orders, had to say. 'Tell me when to tighten the tourneque.' and I could feel how it tightened. In all it was quite and experience and I felt very safe there. They were wonderful!!! A friend picked me up around 6pm and took me home. she made me a coffee and left me as I was fine but tired. An hour later I was starving and ate a meal and a sweet. I have my stitches out in four days and although it hasn't been an experience I wanted, it has finally killed the horrendous pain that I had been going through. So now my life is one more step back to normal!! I have to have the other one done in a few weeks but now I know what is going to happen I won't be half so fearful. It is well worth it folks and I can only say a big thank you to the Doctors and Nurses for their care and kindness. We are so lucky to have our NHS and we must fight to save it.
I am not going to moan about anything. I have decided to start off in my usual way and talk about what's happened this past few weeks. 'No mention of steroids yet!' First as you probably know I'm not too great with computers. In fact I really dislike them with a vengeance. I think they hate me as much, they grab bits of my messages or writing words and lose them. No; of course it's not me!
I really did not intend to put that huge pic of the tiger on, and have no idea why it is as large. It didn't look large in my pics. I still haven't managed to learn how to down size it. Yes I can pull the thingy up to change it, and go through all the instructions, then I try to change it, but I either lose it or it just goes back to how it is. Still I have at last found out how to order my books off Amazon. Simple! 'Yes but so am I.' I actually go to bits when I get things wrong, I never used to. I'm older and I guess my mind isn't as agile, I certainly know my body isn't. Show me how and let me do it while your teaching me and after about 5 tries I don't forget it. So next job learn how to put pics on properly!
All who read me on here know I'm now eighty, I can't believe I have arrived here. I'm writing this bit because I have been listening to the radio and seen on FB that you are now being advised not to floss. I go to the dentist for a check up every six months and last year I had a young lady who was just in as a Locum. When she checked my teeth, she said, 'I don't say this often but these teeth are some of the cleanest I have seen.' I had to kinda argue because I have cream teeth and they are OLD. So I said, 'My teeth aren't clean!' She replied, 'Yes they are, you have no Tarter.' I said but they're not a great colour. In fact, then another memory comes back. The best dentist I have ever had was Autistic and he was a gem. He was different, and I like different people they are so interesting. In fact I would argue that he is why I still have my teeth! I was saying to him that other dentists have told me my teeth were cream. his answer made me laugh. He said, 'No dentists call your teeth grey, they are just saying cream to be polite.' He made me laugh because he was so forthright.
I'm trying to write with one hand. Was going to write early and I tried to, but blow me I was sent for to have an op on my wrists. They thought I was going to have both done at the same time. Obviously I said no! The Doc told me they were surprised as they don't usually do them both at once. Think about it, how could anyone manage with two hands both stitched up. ' You would have to be very close to someone, to let them take care of you.' I might be old but I would have to have lost my mind to let that happen!!
This time it has been a little harder, so I am going to let you know why. I keep saying I'm sorry for being late.. So many things happening at once. So many of my friends have been having a tough time, two dear friends have lost a close family member. I haven't been as strong as I was before the steroids debacle, so I guess haven't been able to be as supportive. Too old to be physically helpful, so mainly just cheering them up. For some time I lost me cheer! I make jokes about being the oldest druggy in Britain at eighty. As you my friends on here will know, it has taken me seventeen and a half month to get off them.
I'm also trying to get it past any younger people who read my blog. I have said on here please don't take drugs. So here is what a very strong woman of 78 years, has had to fight. First I have to say, without the first steroids I could have had a stroke, gone blind or worse. I was so lucky again, over night the artery that was blocked cleared, after the first 60mgs of steroids. The specialist came to see me and said I was a very lucky lady as it had never happened so quickly before. 'I just said a big thank you, to whoever up there is looking after me.' The doc said I had a couple of problems with my spine they found needing attending to, and passed me on to a rheumatologist.
She was supposed to take care of me after that, looking into my spinal problems and my after care. She appeared to lose me! It took four messages from my doc's surgery for her to get in touch, two months later I heard from her. In the meantime for anyone who does think of taking steroids for the wrong reason, this is what they what they can do. Give you osterparosis, make skin grow over your eyes, usually your hair on your falls out, but it can grow hair on your face. My hair is thick and didn't seem to fall out much, but the darned thing was, it didn't grow, and has gone curly. Now it takes me ages to straighten it!! I also still get the shakes that I had before and after taking them. When I could go on and on but the main thing is as I'm sure you have already guessed! 'I had lost my sense of humour.'
I'm going to say Bye now, as even though I'm not really sure how much I have written. I have had so many stops and starts, I just have to say enough until next time.
So take care friends and be happy.