A great day

Today was a great day because it started with a phone call from our beautiful grandaughter, who turned 5 today. We spoke for many minutes but as it was on the mobile and we were on the road, it was a bit difficult to hear. Unfortunately we were unable to see her today, as Mummy was taking her out for a special "girls day". We will get to see her soon. We drove to Devonport as I was doing a card making class at wonderful "Bev Cross Crafts". When we arrived, I was the first person, so it was lovely to be early. The grass, on the drive down, was as white as white but the mountains were pink, with the rising sun. I felt so sorry for the animals in paddocks as we passed because it was so cold.

I loved the classes and ended up making 8 cards which were outside my field, a little, but good to learn new things. It was a lovely time and I was ever so glad that the class was not 2 days prior, as I was living from Panadiene Forte every 4 hours, Endone, every other 4 hours, with Diazepam in-between. Boy was it a bad day. So when I have good days, it is wonderful and I just live for the minute.

It was suggested I purchase a sheepskin and use that for a pillow. It can be folded, but my occupational therapist said that pillows were made for the pillow company and really, we don't need them. We were in Target, so I looked for a sheepskin and lucky, found the last one. I didn't find it difficult to sleep to sleep this way, but we are all made differently. I have a wardrobe full of good pillows :-( Today my beloved husband found another sheepskin at Target where they have 25% of nursery furniture, so we in fact purchased just on the right days, for once.

The dreaded denervation

On Monday 11th May we headed to Kempton which was our overnight stop.  We had power there so it was very comfortable and only an hour away from the Hospital in Hobart.

Tuesday morning, the 12th, we woke to a very heavy fog.  It was a difficult drive into the hospital, as not much vision ahead.  Fortunately we arrived safely and in time for the denervation.

I was taken to theatre and it took 5 tries, to get the needle on THE nerve, but finally seemed to be the one.  This time a little happy juice, at the time of the big job, so it was not as horrible as times gone past.  It is horrible each time a nerve is touched, though, as you feel so trapped and like a kind of torture, but with many prayers, it comes right.

We left the hospital, but I was in no way to travel, so MVC headed back to Kempton, where I rested, and we decided to stay another night.

Finally arrived home on 13th May, which was a much better option.  Feeling much improved, though I do not have the side effects like I did on the last procedures.  They were very intense and lasted some months.  I hope and pray for good days, without constant headaches, for the future.

The careful start of Blogging

I gingerly put my toe in the water, so to speak, to start a Blog and keep up with technology.  I just had to have this template as my niece had a dog called Tic Tac, so I was drawn by the name.  I am flying blind, as have nobody to help, so please do not expect high standards.