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Really Fantastic Article on Life After Pulmonary Embolisms

having a particularly bad night: chest pains, shortness of breath, sweats, tachycardia.

Recovery from PEs is rough- and scary.

Luckily, tomorrow I see my new cardiologist about a holter monitor for the racing pulse.

This article helped me so much:

https://healdove.com/disease-illness/Recovering-From-A-Pulmonary-Embolism#_=_

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Today Maisie is 4- and earlier this week my dad was 76- What we’ve been working on for her bday (Instagram)

 

It’s a busy birthday week at my house- today Maisie turns 4! I don’t have any pics of her yet this morning, but wanted to update everyone on our projects (and my dad’s bday) this week.

Pic of Papa wearing Maisie’s hat 🙂 –

Maisie on my dad’s bday- she dressed as a ‘cowgirl ballerina’:

We build ultra realistic log cabin dollhouses for fun. I love doing miniature things. Maisie complained that her dollhouse cabins had no bathrooms- so my dad made an outhouse out of poplar, barn wood, and cedar shingles- he even made the handle for the door out of copper wire he hammered and aged!

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New #dollhouse #outhouse collaboration for Maisie's 4th birthday with my dad! We have to get this completed by tomorrow- her actual #birthday. She was complaining that her dollhouse dolls had no place to potty, so Papa made the outhouse like one would do a real one- he framed it with #poplar, I believe, added #barnwood sides, #cedarshingles… it is a 2 holer. I did the poo and gross things under out of #polymerclay- it even has a #snake in there, but you can't see it without a flashlight. My dad and I stained and tore teeny bits of printed 'newspaper' and added that to the septic system lol. I purchased replica 1:12 1918 and 1897 mini #searscatalogs from #eBay and they're actually READABLE. R made the rotating base and painted it with milk paint. I am currently doing the #landscaping. #miniatures #dollhouses #outhouses #momlife #surprise #present #birthdaypresent #grandfathers #replicas #tinythings #blogger #toddlerlife #childhood #diy #handmade #incredible #dolls #dollhouseminiatures #dollhousefurniture

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I did the ‘poop’ and a snake to go in the 2-holer, out of polymer clay- and we have teeny antique (readable) Sears catalogs in there!

R made the base, it revolves- and painted it with milk paint.

R put the static grass down, but I did the rest of the landscaping and painting and stone crafting out of egg cartons- and I made ‘weeds’… it is a marvelous collaboration! I can’t wait til we surprise her with it later this afternoon!

She’s also getting an ant farm, which she asked for 🙂

Will update more later! xo

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Back in Hospital 4 Days Ago- Out Now

this is getting tediously repetitive- found out the other day that my ovaries were about 10 yrs younger than the rest of me or more- and to not expect menopause for another 10 yrs or so, give or take.

Good thing I’ve no more uterus, or I could have been shooting out more babies far into my dotage!

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When I am coherent again, I have to talk about the body shaming going on STILL in 21st century reproductive healthcare

When I am coherent enough, I am going to blog some super TMI issues re women’s health post hysterectomy.
 
I am really shocked and alarmed by the ignorance of the ‘counselors’ at my oncologist’s. When describing symptoms, after having to google a lot of things on the wonderful site Hyster Sisters, I had to refer the damned PA to the site.
 
Every time I mentioned something, her response was “I never heard of that”. I felt body shamed. I had to tell her to go to the web boards and google it herself, so she would not have to use those words again with someone else- someone perhaps a bit more trusting of her doctors and less able to do their own research.
 
Same thing happened in Borgess after I couldn’t urinate when the catheter was removed. I had a male AND female nurse with me and I said:
 
“This is a bit TMI, but the only thing I can liken it to- and I’ve never had any issues peeing after previous abdominal surgeries- is when a person has an orgasm and cannot pee after from the swelling”
 
Well, shit. The female nurse turned BEET RED and I was left with the male nurse, who was patting my hand and commiserating with me. The female never came back, btw.
 
WHY are women in the 21st century STILL too scared to talk about their bodies?! WHY is it taboo to mention things to your own health care providers?!
 
Eff this shit. There needs to be a change.
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Bored and In Pain- Send Slaves in Loincloths and Amazon Gift Certificates

Me (to R): “What are you feeding me? I feel so full”
 
R: “Hon, I keep making you drink protein shakes when you take your meds- you haven’t actually eaten today”
 
Ok, weird. That works, too.
 
I’m groggy. I’m bored. I feel accomplished when I get 250 steps.
 
I am not a good patient. I want to go swimming (can’t for 2 months), take a long bath (can’t for 2 months), and am bitching that R hasn’t sent me long love letters while I am incarcerated (in my bedroom).
 
The only sports I am allowed are power farting (encouraged) and being able to use the toilet without crying (also encouraged). I am, however, not good at either of these sports currently.
 
I am not allowed to lift anything heavier than a cup of coffee and technically not allowed to bend myself in half.
 
HOW THE HELL DO YOU STOP YOURSELF FROM BENDING IN HALF?!
 
From R, just now:
 
“She is such a sweetie. Her thing today is “you’re a good cook Daddy”
 
Every time I give her something to eat”
 
Yeah, I’d probably say the same, if he brought me a margarita. Or coffee. Or anything besides a protein shake and sedatives.
 
If anyone wants to send me long love letters, while I am incarcerated to my bedroom, at this point and on the meds I’m receiving, I may only think it’s kinda weird and may or may not laugh.
 
I’m bored- so bored.
 
I’d love a makeover, to wear furs and all my jewelry, and to be fanned by slaves in loincloths.
 
This would also probably bore the fuck out of me.

Also, amazon.com gift certificates would be great.

Yeah, I am a horrible patient. Laying here is driving me insane.

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this is actually from the day of surgery. no makeup. no fake nails. au naturel. yay… Not bad for almost a half-century. I’m ok with it.