It’s the 3rd February and I’m only just wishing you a happy new year….
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Did everyone have a happy holiday? I certainly did, and thus far New Year hasn’t been a bad one! So far I have managed to turn my life style around. (A little by choice and a little by force!) In November, which seemed like a normal day turned into what I now call my own going chain of illness and alignments. It all started with me, (and at this time) my 5 months old Nephew. Being his only auntie, nothing in this world makes me happier than making this little boy smile, so naturally I do my best, but on this particular day, something happened, starting the long months ahead of pain and discomfort. I picked up my nephew and my shoulder burned with pain. I assumed pulled muscle no biggie, but as days passed, my shoulder became more painful, my neck stiff, and my arm almost useless. Giving in I rang the doctors and was given an emergency appointment that day.
I wasn’t too worked, even been given an appointment, first thing, I still naturally thought of the lamest excuses for my shoulder and arms sudden loss of usage. The weather here had begun naturally getting cold, I put it down to that and the fact I have broken both of my arms previously, Maybe the cold had got to it a little worse this time. I wasn’t expecting what I was told. The doctor, 8am on a winter morning made me strip off my warm layers. She poked my arm, asked me to do various movements (each with great difficulty and others with instant failure, like touching my head, an impossible task) and asked various questions. The diagnoses? I had managed to some home get an infection in my shoulder bone! This infection was spreading rapidly (as the sickness I’d been feeling was also a symptom!) I was given three prescriptions of various tablets, consisting of, anti inflammatories, antibiotics and a strong stomach settler; I was also given an appointment with a specialist.
Two weeks later I saw the specialist, for another 13 weeks I saw her and endured what I can only describe as shoulder labour. This specialist had the duty to un tense my locked muscles through the art of massage. The first session, I openly admit, I cried and was sick over her lovely sofa due to the pain of having each muscle pulled and kneaded. As the weeks went by, sessions came less painful and things began to get better, I could move my head, the infection had cleared up, and I could hold a cup of coffee longer than 5 minutes. Result. This victory lasted two very short weeks. A week before Christmas, and the same week I was expecting family to come and stay, I became sick one night. Nit a normal sick this was odd. I couldn’t swallow, and my throat was incredibly tight, my head sum and sickness swamped me. When I was sick, it was just masses of blood. Well living alone, and it being 2am I was convinced I was going to die alone. Thankfully it wore off and I was able to get a couple of hours sleep before returning to the doctor. Despite my sickness, he reverted back to my shoulder, again repeating the various exercises I had for weeks before noticed a familiar dull ache in my shoulder. The infection had returned (or never left) and was inflecting itself on my stomach making me sick and feel the way I do. Taking one look at me he wrote me off for the next three months. So that’s where I am now. I am on sick awaiting tests on my stomach and possibly more shoulder exersice. Crazy right?
Apart from that dram, ne year has treated me well. Due to an icky stomach I have had to dramatically change my diet and have lost 12lbs already. Very proud and glad I can eat without acid burning my throat every single moment of the day. I’ve also had some fun times already. Most recently, my best friend and I visited an aquarium called the deep as we both felt we needed cheering up, what better way to do that to go watch odd fish for a day? My little nephew now 8 months old, has skipped the crawling stage and is already walking with a walker, cannot believe my little jellybean, is no the move as well as getting his two front teeth (for Christmas surprisingly). I donated blood last week, and have reached 10 pints, although for the first time I did pass out. This is probably due to my medication. Was kind of nice being fussed by people as living alone I give fuss out but I never get it back!
Today I am writing this to you from bed. Yesterday, I was had an accident and fell down my stairs. Nothing serious but I have a painful knee. I woke up at 5 this morning with a cold too, so have spent the day in bed, catching up on TV shows, to my cold dies down and my knee works a bit better. Still have another two months of sick leave, so that means no work placements (even though I was offered one!) or working to I get the all clear.
For now I’m enjoying time at home with the cats and my two new goldfish (tactfully named Felix and whiskers) working on a business and vet school, and catching up with reading. Also planning to get my puppy later on this year (don’t tell the cats!) And tick off a few bucket list items. Right now it’s getting late, I’m going to snuggle down in my bed with toffee, my childhood toy dog, and my tissue box and watch a DVD!
Hope every one of my followers have a very happy new year!