We are back!!!

I really missed my blog!  The last three months have been full of laughter, tears of joy and sorrow, and quite the education.  This blog will be a little of a catch up and not my typical humor.  But the humor is coming back-stay tuned!

Back in June, I had some female surgery which hurt for awhile number one, and number two affected my care giving.  Could you imagine no lifting for 6 weeks or driving for 2 weeks as a caregiver and homemaker?  Well, me being the good patient I am, I did not follow direction from the Doc, but did things as I felt I could handle them.  The first couple of weeks were the roughest by far, having to depend on the boys and Grandma.  Grandma was great with letting me rest at the beginning and doing the laundry at almost 94-God Bless you Grandma!  Husband and son did the best they could with work, college, lawn, cooking, and housekeeping duties.  My biggest complaint was it didn't get done in my time!  Thank you boys!  So other than feeling incompetent, isolated (my fault), and restricted, it all worked out.  Everyone is still alive and breathing!

So then in July, I decide my medical deductible has been met and I was also having problems with my left hand for the past few months.  I went and saw an orthopedic hand specialist and find out I have osteoarthritis!  I look at him and say "I am a little young for this, am I not?"  And he said, "No, its genetics."  Yippee!!!  So I received my first cortisone shot, which I yelped like a puppy and hoped the shot would do the trick!  About 3 weeks later my thumb was worse than ever.   Back to the Dr. I went.  I knew what the outcome was before I even got there-surgery.  So on a Wednesday, I went under the knife again for a lapraplasty on my thumb and oh while we were at it, a carpel tunnel release! 

I really think the hand surgery was much more painful than the female surgery.  I am right handed and the surgery was on the left hand, but you have no idea how much you use both hands.  I was in a temporary cast for 1 1/2 weeks until the stitches could be removed and then in a hard cast for 3 more weeks.  Now, taking care of Mom was almost impossible, I could hardly take care of me.  I have home health aides and Mom goes to adult daycare on the weekdays but I feel I take the best care of Mom as far as keeping her clean.  Mom and the one-armed bandit made it through with several trials and tribulations! 

Just after my hand surgery, within a week, Mom ended up in the Hospital!  To be continued-until then Be Happy and Hang Tight!!!!

Keep coming back as we will be on a blog streak to play catch up!