The last few days have been a bit of a nightmare really. I was in so much pain that I barely slept for more than an hour at a time and to top things off I ran out of codeine so was relying on tramadol. (I’ve only just remembered as I proof read this, that tramadol gives me insomnia😂 Ffs Ny!)
We got some pretty devastating news about my grandad Thurs night. He cried on the phone whilst talking to me and that set me off.
So on top of being a zombie on Friday. I was incredibly sad too.
Hugs were forced upon me by a couple of colleagues so I really mustn’t have been hiding anything very well that day.
A bloody good friend became my night in shining armour and helped me book flights to get my brother back as soon as possible.
Grandad had asked me not to tell him but I couldn’t do that. I was away when grandma passed away and it was awful. He deserved the chance to see him again.
As you can see, I made the most of our time together yesterday 😂
I can’t imagine what he’s going through but I do love all the new gadgets he has. A chair that stands him up or reclines really far back, a chair that raises him out of the bath, an alarm that tells him when to take new drugs and a bed in the living room!
I asked if he wanted to go skydiving or swim with sharks in his last months. He declined. Said we could watch instead 😂
So I think the rest of the fam may just have to spend the rest of his time with us playing with Snapchat filters 😊
Thankfully we got Ty back from Greece for a couple of days and we spent yesterday with grandad. He goes back tomorrow til Nov. I’m glad I could spend my tax money on something worthwhile.
Today I found something else to put my money towards.
I found a doctor online that specialises in laparoscopic gynae procedures. He does this weird procedure called temporary ovarian suspension. After the adhesions are cut, he puts a solution in to stop further adhesions forming during healing, meanwhile (as the procedure title suggests) he stiches the ovaries to the anterior abdominal wall for 7ish days.
So the theory is that in that time, things get less sticky as they heal and when the ovaries are released, they have less chance of forming adhesions again to the other structures.
Annoyingly it’ll cost almost £4000.
I thought about making a crowdfunding page to help me pay for this but then felt bad when I saw all the actual worthwhile cases. Then I clicked on the medical section and found all the people wanting money for IVF. That struck me as quite selfish. There’s so many kids out there already who need a home.
Yes my cause is kinda selfish but I don’t think anyone should really have to live a life of constant pain either. I’m just asking to be almost normal again. Do something more than hold patients hands at work and then sleep when I’m at home.
If I was asking people to pay for liposuction or something that would be different 😅 exercise you lazy cow!
But there is literally nothing else I can do right now. I’m out of options. The NHS has done pretty much as much as it is willing to do. They just keep throwing painkillers at me.
So I’ve made an appointment to see this consultant. It’s going to cost me £350 for just an hour of his time.
It’s not til the second week of August, which if I’m still in pain by then, I may be ready to do a murder. That will be week 8 of this flare up. 2 whole months of being in near constant pain. That’s a tad ridiculous.
Fingers crossed I get some relief in the meantime. I may start the gabapentin.
Oooh on a nicer note, this happened upon my return from work today..
I seriously have the best friends! Even if they do want me to be fat 😂
Thank you all for the continuing support. It means more than you’ll know. I wouldn’t have got this far without you.
Especially those of you who I’ve cried at.
Love you all xx