Sometimes timing is everything.
Like just managing to catch your dog with his head inside a stuffed toy (thank you, Cordelia!).
Which just goes to show that pretty much everyone is a better photographer than I am.
[sigh]
But I’m ok with that. These days, I am unable to do photography, for two reasons: (1) my computer is full, with no room for new photos until I manage to clear out a bunch of crap; and (2) I am essentially disabled and housebound at the moment, due to the fact that I am awaiting surgery for a prolapsed bladder.
Years ago, I asked my then primary physician if it was possible for a prolapsed bladder to actually fall out of one’s body, and he said it was highly unlikely. Relying on his “expertise,” I ignored the situation – until I had that bad fall a couple of years ago, after which it seemed I lost a couple of inches in height, and yes, the bladder subsequently fell out completely.
(BTW, that was the same doctor who later told my husband he simply had a muscle strain when, in fact, he had a ruptured appendix. Needless to say, we are no longer seeing that doctor.)
Now I understand why walking became so difficult. It wasn’t just laziness, as my husband seemed to think (he has since revised his opinion, now that my surgeon has confirmed that I’m basically trying to walk around like a cow with a full udder dragging under her).
So, for now I stay as still as possible, and hope that once the surgery is completed in a few weeks, I’ll be able to start moving around normally again. I’d love to be out of pain and able to rebuild my atrophied muscles. Summer is just around the corner and Mother Nature is calling to me.
If nothing else, I’m hoping to be able to start driving myself again. Currently, hubby has to drive me to all my appointments because, even though I have a handicapped sticker (and a cane), I find it very difficult to walk from the parking lot into any building, so I rely on him to drop me off right outside the front door. So annoying.
And I never thought I’d say [write] this: I am so looking forward to surgery.
Fingers crossed.
Of course, I’ll have all those un-planned-for medical bills. There have been a number of medical appointments and pre-surgical tests for which there are co-pays. My Medicare Advantage insurance will cover most of the testing and the surgery itself, but the out-of pocket costs will still add up and will need to be taken from savings.
[double sigh]
The good news is – while we were unable to qualify for SNAP (food stamps) because we were only a few hundred dollars over the maximum income limit, we have received HEAP (for heating) and EEAP (for electric). Plus (and this is a biggie), my GI doctor has agreed to try to help me obtain assistance for my Remicade infusions – not having to pay that nearly $400 every six weeks would go a long way towards stretching the very, very tight budget.
I don’t know if I’ll be posting again any time soon, so wish me luck. If you’re religious, I will gladly accept any prayers for a successful surgery and recovery. I admit to being scared that my advancing age will finally catch up to me on the operating table. What a bummer that would be.
Hugs, all.
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So basically I just muddle by from day to day, taking paid surveys to build up a little extra cash for my Amazon orders, and listening to hubby yap 24/7 about this, that and the other thing (don’t ask for specifics, I stopped listening a long time ago). At this time of year, it’s been too cold and snowy to even go outside, so mostly I’m housebound except for medical appointments. Perhaps come spring I’ll manage a little more motivation – who knows?
Cordelia's Mom, Still 
