Healing is the name of the game for me this week. It has been one week since I had my third surgery in my lungs in a month period of time. I am breathing well. I can feel the stint sometimes when I move. It feels strange, but somehow it feels comforting at the same time. It is comforting because I know what the purpose of the stint is for. It does hurt sometimes at night and when I move a certain way. Thank God for muscle relaxers. They help me at night when it is too much to bear. I am still dealing with the wounds on my leg and foot. I have a hole on the bottom of my feet that I got when I was in the hospital and the water weight I gained while in the hospital is coming out of my right leg. It is pouring out. The bandages are not wanting to stay on an it soaks my socks that I wear. I have put a washable pad on my bed just for the water from my leg. It is disgusting and kind of amazing how the body gets rid of water through the skin. I have an RN that comes out three times a week to help me take care of these wounds. I re-established physical therapy and occupational therapy this week too. Next week I will be doing physical therapy twice a week with someone. One of the things that helped me now lose my mobility is that I made a decision to get out of bed and do what I could despite the wire hook-ups or how hard it was to get up and down on my own. I remember all the surgeries that I have and the first thing they do the day after surgery is get you up and moving. If you don’t. You lose your muscle strength. I do not want to lose my strength and muscles. Being home, I have been getting up with the help of a walker and move around a bit more. I still have to use my wheel chair for long distances, but I can get up to go use the bathroom and do small things. I will keep this mobility. Keeping myself mobile and active in my life is my ultimate goal right now.
This weekend I started my facial routine again. I do a sheet mask, then put my eye cream on, and then my moisturizer on my face. I love how my face feels after I do this. Next step will include my body after I figure out how I can have a proper shower with my oxygen leash on me while in the shower and my bandage wounds. That is why I asked for occupational therapy to help me navigate and figure this out. I am embarrassed to admit to you all that I need help in this area. There is no hiding it. I need help in this area. I at least need help in getting into the tub in order to get a shower and wash my hair. I am so looking forward to accomplishing this goal.
Keep breathing and moving forward until next time.
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