About a month ago, I discovered a spot on my face, on the right side, right next to my eyebrow. Now…to most of you, it probably does not mean much. To me? I kinda freaked out. You see, I have a history of cancer. To be exact, I am a four-time cancer survivor.
While I had this thing on my face, I went to my regular Doctor (who I used to work for and is my primary caregiver). I haven’t been to see him for a while, because I have been semi-healthy. If my sinus’ act up, I go to the urgent care, because I am kind of regular there with sinus infections. After having numerous amounts of them, I know when to go and get the standard antibiotics and stuff.
This “growth” kind of freaked me and the Electrician and also the Farmer out. To be fair and honest, I have a phobia of Doctors, Dentists, you name it. After going through what I have been through I have a little phobia of the said mentioned Doctors.
I was referred to the Doctor I went to today, by my former employer. Because when I went in to see him, (because of the health care system, I had to see my “primary” Doctor to be referred to another doctor to have the insurance pay). My primary Doctor told me, with your history, I am referring you okay?
Okie dokie….I arrived at the Doctor’s office at the appropriate time, filled out all of the paperwork and scratched my head, because in all honesty, I could not remember the Electrician’s social security number. DUH…. isn’t it amazing the things you forget when you need to remember?
When I was seen in the Doctor’s office, he looked at the “growth” and did a little “tsk tsk” sort of thing, like I should have known better, and then proceeded to tell me, “This is a growth from your exposure to the sun”. Uhm…ok? Folks, it’s winter here, where the heck has the sun even gotten in touch with me?
Then, after advising me this was going to sting and burn a bit, he applied something to my face that seriously hurt. Not just my face either, along the side of my neck on the right side. Then he smiled at me told me not to get the area wet, and it would crust up and drop off after a couple of days and to stay out of the sun.
Okay, I went and gave my paperwork to the nurse and made an appointment for 6 months down the road, with that, I headed out to my car. The minute I hit the outside coldness, I fricking went down. I made it to my car, but felt the whole right side of me, frozen.
I arrived home to my Electrician who was worried, but sleeping, and woke him up. He asked me the “dreaded” question, and I told him what the Doctor had told me. It was not Cancer, but I need to buy a hat to stay out of the sunshine. I advised the Electrician that he had better get used to his wife being a ghost, because I am semi-done with sunshine.
I also called the Farmer who has been worried about me. I told him the news and also told him my whole right side felt frozen and my face hurt. I won’t even begin to tell you what the response was, it was funny though HAHAHA Dad.
My Electrician has taken such good care of me today, he has asked me about a million times this past weekend if I wanted him to go with me. I guess, I am a little in a different mind-set for this type of support. I’ve never had it. I went through Cancer quite a few times, but have always done it alone. I am not being disrespectful of anyone here, I am just stating fact.
The Electrician has been home today, and done all of the laundry, cleaned, dusted (yea I sluffed off), and cooked me an amazing dinner. I am truly Blessed peeps, I will shout it from the rooftops…..
While my face and neck hurt, I’ve been taken care of, and I am Blessed, it was not that serious. But I will be buying a hat for the future…
I have spent the entire day in my p.j’s laying on the couch with a blanket. I have watched all kinds of Food Network, and some movies, and slept on and off all day. I have come to the conclusion, I am going to the walk-in Clinic on Monday.
I do not believe that green things should be coming out of my sinus’, and I have coughed myself silly and hoarse. If I had the energy, I might try using that netti pot thingy again, but I don’t feel like drowning myself this evening, and I’m a little scared about what might come out.
You would figure after a week, I would be feeling better. Uhm, nope. To top it off, I have given my sickness to the Electrician, who NEVER gets sick. But I guess with me coughing myself silly at night, and breathing on him, it was inevitable.
Plus, I simply have too much on my plate this week, to let myself be down and out. My outlaws are coming to visit and they should be here on Friday. That means, the Electrician is not going to rest until every little dust bunny has been found and killed, things dusted once, twice, and maybe even three times. Windows will be scrubbed, bathrooms will sparkle and carpets will be vacuumed to within an inch of there lives.
While you and I know they are coming to visit us and not give my house a white glove inspection, the Electrician feels the need to scrub everything. My thoughts? Let him.
I am excited to see my outlaws though, they have not been at my house in over a year, so they will get to see the “new” bathroom, and other stuff we’ve done.
But for now, I’m sorry, I am going back to the couch that is calling me, with my warm fuzzy Illini blanket, and probably take another nap.
Have you ever had a day, when things go so right you are amazed? Yea, me neither. While I realize that I am in some kinda funk, or whatever, I’ve got to find a way out of it.
I will let y’all in on a little story. Since I usually get sinus infections, ALL the time, and this last one went up into my eye and well…let’s just say it was pretty ugly.
I was advised by several people (including my Mother-out-law), and a Doctor, to invest in something called a Neti-pot. It apparently is little tea-pot I shove up my nose and flush out all the bad stuff. You can pick them up at your local drug store, and yes, Wal-Mart does carry them with Saline solution you are supposed to use.
After researching on-line on how to use them I found this at About.com
A neti pot is a small ceramic or plastic pitcher. It has two openings, one at the top and another in the spout. It is filled with salt water to cleanse your nasal passages. A sinus wash is recommended as part of your daily personal hygiene regimen. Cleansing your sinuses in this manner relieves symptoms associated with colds, flu, sinus infections, nasal dryness, allergies, and other sinus irritations. It also helps reduce swelling of the nasal membranes.
Ok, sounds easy enough huh? I actually saw it being “tested” on The Rachael Ray Talk Show” just last week. Although, they did suggest using it in the shower.
Ok, I’ve had a semi ok day, although I guess it’s not a good sign, when the Farmer get’s a new book in the mail, and he reads me a quote before I am leaving his house.
“When you are at the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on” by FDR (Roosevelt).
I believe it kind of resonated with both of us. When I left his house, I went to the Nursing student‘s to drop some stuff off, and the Fisher dude was outside. He and I chatted, and then I went inside, but the Nursing student was taking a nap, along with Cam-Man. So, I went back outside and talked to the Fisher dude for a bit. I told the quote to the Fisher dude, and I guess he kind of liked it.
By the time I had gotten home, he had posted it on his Facebook page, although he had altered it. When I saw it, I started laughing, and then proceeded to ask him, if he knew where the quote came from. He replied with, “Your Dad huh?” After giggling for a few minutes, I told him, who actually quoted it.
But I digress. When I went into take my shower this evening, I decided to give this thing a try. I thought I had followed all the instructions clearly.
Obviously this thing is NOT made for ME, because I proceeded to think I was drowning, coughing, and just utterly not enjoying the experience. Maybe I wasn’t doing it right. So, I tried it again, all the while in my head, I’m singing “I’m a little teapot, short and stout, here is my handle, here is my spout, when you tip me over”, I GAG, COUGH, and then there is a flood of stuff that there is no description for.
Hey, maybe I do have the hang of this thing, let’s try it again. Nope, I dropped that sucker and started flapping around because I thought I was drowning.
Meanwhile, the Electrician is getting worried about the noise coming out of the bathroom, and comes in to check on me. Do you know how hard it is to recover from the drowning experience and look normal when someone shoves the shower curtain aside and peers their face in and asks “Are you ok?”. “Yea, it’s just hot in here”. He looked at me and then just shook his head and left.
THAT was my experience with the Neti pot, I may or may not get the hang of it, but next time I use it, I think I will pull the radio in the bathroom to cover the noise.
Ok, it’s official. Today, I woke up with a swollen left side of my face and my eye looked like it had been smacked. I couldn’t breathe and my sinus’ just hurt. I had a sinus headache (which I’ve had for 3 friggin days now). I snapped at the electrician and made him feel bad. (Sorry babe).
I got dressed and went to the store and got some sinus medicine. I came home and took 2 pills and promptly took a 2 hour nap. When I woke up, the swelling had gone down and I could breathe again. WHEW.
The Electrician had to run to the store for a few things and I asked him ever so politely “Can you please get a box of those tissues that have lotion in them?” He loves me, because he brought me home a box. Plus, my nose is raw and peeling and a little unsightly.
After dinner, I took my shower and tried to let the steam help my sinus crap. I got out of the shower and 20 minutes later, my WHOLE friggin face is swollen and I sound like crap. I quickly took 2 more pills, and while I can breathe now, I just feel YUCK.
It suddenly dawned on me and I remarked to the Electrician, “If that stupid Doctor would have told me BEFORE I had my nose cauterised, that I would be susceptible to sinus infections, I never would have had it done.”
You see about 2 years ago, I had a series of nosebleeds. They progressively got worse, and one scared me to death, because it would not stop and I was loosing tons of blood, along with large “clots”. I went to the Emergency room , and they sent me to a Specialist, that same afternoon. Apparently I had a blood vessel that broke in my nose and the only way to solve the problem was to cauterised it. That in itself was a scary experience, and it also hurt like hell, and I could not blow my nose for 24 hours.
So, I have figured out that in the past 5 months, I’ve had about 4 sinus infections, and they are driving me crazy. If they would just get infected and my face didn’t swell up like a balloon, I think I could handle it, but the pressure affects my head, eyes, ears and EVERYTHING.
I told the Electrician today that my face hurt, he told me it hurt him too, what a smarta$$. But he has been extremely helpful.
So, for the next day or 2 I will drug myself up with over the counter drugs and go visit the Urgent Care Doctor on Monday morning and create yet another bill we don’t need, but I have to do it. I might just ask the Doctor this time for meds x 2, so I don’t have to go see him when this happens AGAIN in about another month or so.
I’m sure when I go into the Urgent Care they look at me and smile. “Yep, she’s back with another sinus infection.” What the hell.
Ya know what folks, I’m kinda missing Post a day 2011. When I first started my blog back in September 2011. It was “my baby”. I started it because I had a lot of thoughts I wanted to write down, some family adventures, and memories I wanted to keep. Then I researched and found the Pledge of Post a day 2011. I joined with a lot of enthusiasm. I’ve kept to it throughout the remainder of 2011.
But, here we are in 2012, and I find myself getting lax about posting. It’s not because I don’t want to…I’m not really sure why it is.
Writing on this blog has released a lot of emotion in me, I’ve had A LOT less meltdowns, and I’ve enjoyed sharing my day- to-day activities with anyone who wants to share them with me. I’ve enjoyed posting at night and getting up in the morning to see who has said what, or just even “liked” my post.
I might not write the most exciting stories, and it may be boring to some. But ya know what? I Love to write. I love to share my story with all of you. As the daughter of a Parkinson’s patient, (that would be Momma), and my tales of the Farmer and the Electrician to every member of my family…well… to me it’s special… It’s my life.
So, I decided something tonite….I will Pledge to write a “Post – A-Day” for 2012″, and continue with my journey although, I might be taking about a 2 week break here soon…cuz…well…y’all know I’m going on a cruise.
Now, back to business….Momma has been up and walking and doing just fine, we still have “Good days” and “Bad days” but Momma’s is ALMOST back to being Momma.
unfortunately for me…I wasn’t able to see Momma today, I spent my morning in the Urgent Care only to find out I have “onehellova” sinus infection that has made my face swell up and my left eye look like uhm…someone smacked the hellouttame….and my ears are infected too…. Kinda sounds like the Electrician’s tooth infection…when we get infected we take it full steam or not….
So, I have sucked down some antibiotics and “prednisone”, yeah…I’m on the steroid treatment. WOOHOO…whatever….. All’s I know that when I asked the doctor “How soon before I am NOT contagious to ANYONE” he told me at least 24 hours, so….big sigh….I can’t see Momma until at least Sunday before the latest.
This makes me sad, because I really enjoy seeing and spending time with Momma, BUT, there is NO WAY I will go see her and infect her in ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM.
So…to the Farmer, I am deeply sorry, to Momma, I miss you, and to the rest of y’all…..the Electrician is making sure I take care of myself, and not worry. He has taken such good care of me, he cooked dinner to make sure I ate, AND…he went and looked after Cam-the Man today because he left me on the couch sleeping.
Apparently Cam-the Man didn’t mind, he and The Electrician had a grand time with playing with all his toys, psst….the Electrician really enjoyed it too.
Me….well the selling has gone down a bit…My ears have FINALLY popped, and I feel a bit better., and the Electrician is taking care of me…Have I told y’all how much this man means to me? If not…He does, really does.