Yesterday, I had surgery to repair a torn ligament in my knee. The surgery went well and now I am home recovering.
A few days ago, I told Gwen I was actually looking forward to the surgery, because I am tired of my knee hurting all the time. Gwen responded, “I’m looking forward to the surgery too, because I am tired of hearing you complain about your knee hurting all the time.”
I’m feeling the love. LOL
Huntsville Hospital is located in downtown Huntsville, Alabama, and it has a very interesting history.
The city started out with a small infirmary, but the building was inadequate. Huntsville Hospital moved to its current location in 1904. Mollie Teal donated the building and land to the city. Prior to the donation, she used the property to run a prostitution business.
From house of ill repute to city hospital, I think that’s an interesting story.
I am having surgery again today, which will be my third one this year. First, I had a bone anchored hearing device implanted. Next, I had surgery on my right leg. Now I am having surgery on my left leg.
I’m getting tired of surgeries. I need to find myself a new hobby.
I am in bed recovering from surgery and have a couple of my puppies to keep me company.
They are so cute and sweet.
It seems to be surgery season for me and my family. First on the list was our dog Ben. The doctor repaired Ben’s knee and torn ligament. Ben is doing much better and is scheduled to have his staples removed on Wednesday.
Next was Mom and Dwayne. They both had surgery on Friday and both are recovering well.
Today it was my turn. The doctor fixed some issues I was having with the veins in my right leg. The surgery went well and I am now resting at home.
Surgery season has been a success, but I think we should refrain from doing this again.
I finally got the outer processor for my BAHA (Bone Anchored Hearing Aid) implant this week. I am not really sure how I feel about it yet.
I am hearing better, which is great. However, it sounds a lot different from a typical hearing aid. I struggle to understand what people are saying, but I guess that will get better as I get used to the device.
The outer processor has a magnet, which attaches to the magnet under my skin, and sends the sound vibrations to the titanium screw in my skull, which then vibrates to send the sound directly to my inner ear. The two parts are working great together and putting on the outer piece is really simple. I just hold it up to my head, so the magnets can pull toward each other, and it pops into place.
The downside of the magnet system is the outer processor can be knocked off my head. It’s a delicate and expensive device, so dropping it is not recommended.
The audiologist did give me a clip with a plastic wire that can attach to the outer processor and then it can be clipped to my shirt. I am not a fan of this device. I feel like a preschooler, whose parents clipped stuff to their shirt to prevent them from losing it.
In about a week or so, I am going to write another blog post about the implant. By then I will be used to it, so some of these problems should be solved.
The past few days were full of emotional turmoil. I visited Mom, while she was at the hospital. I saw her with oxygen tubes in her nose. I saw her struggling to recover. I worried about the prognosis and the seriousness of her medical conditions. I knew she was suffering and I couldn’t do anything about it.
The emotional strain left me physically exhausted. Each night I slept more than the night before, but I still woke up tired. I tried not to focus on future possibilities and only deal with the daily issues. However, I found my mind wondering into the unknowns of tomorrow.
My body and my brain seemed to be slowing down. I would stare mindlessly into space and felt like there was an invisible force pushing against me, which prevented me from accomplishing as much as I should each day.
The emotional turmoil of the past few days caused physical exhaustion. However, Mom is home now and I am hopeful that she will fully recover.