Wednesday, December 31, 2014

H.B. S! & Out With The Old...

Before I begin today's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I would like to wish my grandson S, a very Happy Birthday!  I'm looking forward to spending time with you, later today!  Enjoy your special day!  xoxo

Knowing this is the last day of 2014, it is definitely a time to look back.  At least, for me.

2014 has been a year filled with a variety of things.  Health concerns.  Family issues.  And, more.

As you are probably aware, I was sick last December, with a lung infection.  ER (emergency room at the hospital) doctors told me this was due to the infected mesh inside me, that still hadn't been removed, at that time.  So, it took until close to the end of January this year, for me to recover.

February 1st, brought me back to the hospital.  This time, my lower abdomen had swelled.  For the fifth (5th) time since September 2012, I was cut open again, in the operating room, and spent time in hospital.  Later, the surgeon told me she didn't think it was an abscess she cleaned out.  She let me know she thought it was an infected hematoma.

A few days after I was released from hospital, I had to have further testing done, because the right side of where I had been operated on, was still swollen.  It turned out this was the abscess they thought they had dealt with.  It had to be drained, so it was done through the open incision from my February 1st surgery/operation incision that had not been sewn up/stitched, etc.

This meant I had to have daily nursing care to have the injury area and the open area to the abscess cleaned and repacked, every day.  At least, until I finally had the most major of surgeries I believe I will ever have.

Near the end of March, that major surgery that many, many doctors had told me and my daughter P that was so dangerous that many people do not live through, I had done.  In London, Ontario.  About a two and a half (2 1/2) hour driving distance each way from where I live, in Windsor, ON.

When waking up in the recovery room, I found myself rather surprised that I actually was waking up here on earth, and not in Heaven.

I had been cut from my ribcage to my pelvis.  An inch of skin was removed from either side of my incision, due to much scar tissue being there, etc.  The abscess was dealt with, plus every piece of mesh (I had a lot, from past surgeries) had to be removed, not just the small amount that had become infected.

No mesh was put inside me, because it couldn't be.  My inner lining (that everyone has that keeps all a person's innards in place) was destroyed.  So, the surgeon had to cut through all my muscles.  He stretched them, and did what he called a double overlay... sewing them up, and then sewing me up.

After about 8 days in hospital, I was released.  However, a few weeks later, my lower abdomen swelled up.  I had testing done, here in Windsor.  Then, had to go to London once again, to have the seroma (pocket of fluid) drained.

The doctor who installed the draining system let me know that it had to be done this way, and not just drained through needles drawing out the fluid.  He let me know that if the drainage system didn't stay in until I was fully healed, then the seroma could once again swell up, requiring me to once again have a drainage system installed.  Or, it could become an abscess, that could kill me at any time.  Or, it could become the basis for cancer.

After about six (6) weeks, the drainage system was removed.  No, I wasn't fully healed.  But, underneath the bandaging that covered the area where the drainage system was installed within my gut, my skin had become blistered, so the system had to be removed.

This means that I am still awaiting medical treatment to get rid of the seroma that my surgeon confirmed is still inside me.  Hopefully, I'll hear soon when I will have this (hopefully) final surgery to provide healing for my body's problem.

Most people think that I would be ready to return to work selling real estate, after a few weeks.  As my surgeon told me, it was not a typical surgery I had done, so I shouldn't expect to be healed, quickly.

To be honest, the pain from my muscles being stretched, is greatly reduced.  But, I still have some.  Although I have been doing what I can to exercise, I am still not yet strong enough to lift my signs/frames.  lol  I can't even lift up and carry a bag of milk (here in Canada = 4 litres/in USA = 1 gallon).

Being greatly weakened after all this physically down time, I also have now managed to climb a set of stairs; sometimes having to help me rise them, by my arm helping me pull myself up.  So, there is no way I can yet climb up/down/down/up (meaning go upstairs/back down to the main level, then down to the basement or lower level, and back up again) for even one (1) house, never mind several like I have done in the past, while showing homes to buyers.

Please do something for me...

I am asking you to pray for some of my family members who need healing.  Especially, for my four and a half (4 1/2) year old granddaughter, A who is sick with a urinary tract infection, and bowel infection.  I thank God for you, who pray.  And, may He bless you, for doing so, my friend...

Thinking of my problems this year, and the problems that some of my family members have experienced, I can only think about how God told us in His Word, the Bible, about how His ways are not our ways (Isaiah 55:8-9). 

Of course, He alone, knows the plans He has for us, plans to help us and not harm us, to give us hope and a future (Jeremiah 29:11)

But, in everything, He is in control.  And, gave us direction in life. 

Just as He told us, in 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18, "Rejoice evermore.
17 Pray without ceasing.
18 In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you."

With my granddaughter A, needing healing.  And, with some other family members needing healing, I am praying.  And, again thanking you for praying for my family.  May God bless you...

With family issues clouding relationships, I am praying.  And, trusting Him to provide relational healing there, also.

With health issues, I am rejoicing, always.  Continuing in prayer, won't cease for me.  And, I will always give thanks, for anything that happens is the will of God in Christ Jesus, concerning me.  And, you... if you belong to Him.

Do you belong to Him?  Are you saved?  Trusting in Jesus Christ, for your salvation? 

Hopefully so.  For then, God will always provide for you.  Even in the worst of times.

In some ways, God has opened the door for me to do things I never dreamed I would be able to do.  For this, I thank Him, immensely.  And, always will.

So, I guess I can say that much like we (my now deceased husband, Gordon and I) used to do on New Year's Eve, at midnight, my main focus will be on... out with the old, and in with the new!
Happy New Year!
May God bless you and yours...
and, always...
See you... next year!
Until next time...

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