Before I begin writing in more detail about my healthcare needs, here on Life with Lynnie (LwL), I must first talk about my grandson, T.
You may be aware that about a week ago, he was hurt in a motor vehicle collision, when the vehicle he was a passenger in, hit a deer on the roadway.
In addition to bruising and pain in various parts of his body, he has suffered greatly in his head. His nose was broken. His cheekbone was broken. The bone that surrounds the eye, was broken.
His eye is still swollen so badly that he cannot open it, without using fingers to separate the skin of his eyelids. Of course, he's black and blue still, around the eye.
Apparently, his pupil is fully dilated and will not contract. But, testing revealed that his vision is being restored... slowly. Again, I praise God for this! Hallelujah!
After seeing specialists this week, he found out that he will not need surgery. Praise God for this! Thank you, Lord!
Unfortunately, my daughter B (T's mom) broke her foot, the other day. Today, she'll be getting a cast at the hospital.
Life won't be easy for her, especially since it is her right foot that is broken. I'm praying that she will be able to use a boot-style air-cast, rather than a traditional cast.
With a traditional cast, B won't be able to drive. Something as simple as having shower or bath, will become a difficult. With an air-cast, she'll be able to drive, sooner. And, she'll be able to have more freedom during the heat that will be advancing, soon.
I am requesting that you pray for both my daughter and my grandson. After all, they are both in need of healing. Thank you, for prayer. May God bless you.
As for me, well I am still in need of healing.
In yesterday's LwL entry, I wrote about how I didn't feel I was being treated well by our healthcare system. Why? Because, the truth is, I haven't been.
After only a few days of having daily care for my wound, having it cleaned and redressed, I was switched to every second (2nd) day. Then, every third (3rd) day.
When I began receiving care every second (2nd) day, one of my nurses began telling me that she could smell an odour, from the fluid and blood I was leaking. Then, a couple of days later, another nurse told me the same thing. This one even showed me some of the stuff she was cleaning away. Yuch!
When I waited three (3) days, I was told it was getting worse. Each nurse told me that when there is an odour like that, it is a sign of infection.
I asked each nurse if they thought that I may be experiencing infection, because the wound wasn't being cleaned and redressed daily, even if the sponges used for dressing were increased to double and triple in an effort to absorb the leakage. Each responded... yes, possibly so. Each told me they wished they had control over my nursing care, but they don't.
It seemed to me that the situation wouldn't change, since no one had control, except those in charge of my care. At least, not until yesterday.
My surgeon's office called me, letting me know I needed to see him, immediately. I got there as quickly as I could.
The results of my CT scan were in. The surgeon explained to me that it showed a pocket of fluid surrounding the mesh he had used during my surgery last September. Why this didn't show up on the first CT scan I had, no one seems to know. But, it showed up, this time.
Consequently, I'll be going into hospital, today.
Intravenously, I'll receive strong antibiotics, to fight the infection. Hopefully, this treatment will cure the problem of the fluid, that they think may be inflammation.
I'll be in hospital for several days. Before I come home, I'll be fitted with some sort of a unit in my arm, so that once I'm home, I'll be able to receive daily home care by nursing staff, to continue the intravenous antibiotic treatment.
If this doesn't work, the alternative won't be good. My surgeon told me he'd have to remove the mesh.
Sigh... I'm praying that God will provide healing for me, through this antibiotic treatment plan.
Talking about plans, God has a plan for my life, and for yours. He told us so, in Jeremiah 29:11, "For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the Lord, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end."
He alone, knows whether or not this medical treatment plan for me will work.
I'm trusting Him for total, restorative healing. Healing for my daughter, for my grandson and for me.
Hopefully, I'll be able to access the internet from some areas of the hospital. If not, I won't be able to post for a while, here on LwL. I just thought you should know.
Thank you for reading LwL, and for being supportive of me, friends.
I thank you for continued prayer. May God bless you.
Until next time...
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