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Hello All
Is there anything on Healingwell for Scoliosis where you can get info ....Thanks

You guys are the BEST!  Haven't "tuned in" in a couple of days.  

That's very scarey, Jody.  I understand how frightened you are.  It's almost commonplace around here for the hillbillies across the road to have the police out here on a regular basis as they've grown accustomed to stabbing each other and getting the guns out.  So ridiculous and it makes me livid.  A bullet could easily come through my bedroom wall. 

Moody Blues.  That's a blast from the past!  Still love 'em.  Speaking of blasts from the past........got a call this am from one of the hotels we do valet service for and I did the stage clothes for The Temptations today.  Actually, I think there's only one of the original guys left.  Saw them on PBS recently.  Concert tonight at one of the local casinos.

Got more pics today of the China Connection.  Precious baby!  They'll be back in the states Saturday.  It's my youngest brother and his wife who are adopting.  The MD stuff is actually CMT (Charcot-Marie-Tooth) disease.  However the guys at Mayo Clinic now say they don't know what it is but it's related to MD.  It goes back generations in my family.  I don't have it but several cousins (male and female) have it too.  Weird thing.  My dad used to have me walk all over the living room on my heels (something that can't be done if you have it).  I was the only one of his children that didn't inherit it. 

Enough of my family history.  Light rain here, just right for settling in with a book.  Have the house to myself for a while.  Unfortunately, the funnest thing I can think of doing is sleeping.  What a party gal I am!     

It's three thirty in the morning in the cave and the bear cannot sleep so he will annoy anybody who is a fellow insomniac. GLAD YOU ARE FEELING BETTER  babyplace abd that the neighbourhood is back to what passes as normal. I went walkabout again today but the resultant swelling wasn't so bad - erin, what causes odaema aftter ops? Given that I haven't been walking much for 3 weeks would there not be some swelling op or not? I rally don't know and I rang the hospital for advice and all they said was that it is to be expected and not to worry. I don'tremember this happening last hip op but they went in through my backside last time and this time they went in through my femur - would this make a difference?

 

Hi Ducky I hope that whatever decision the army come to it is sooner rather than later for your sake rather than keep you in limbo. At least then you can plan your next move?

Yally is your shoulder behaving itself? Yes I did get the card thank youvery much and I sent you a mail in return - probably gone to the yally in hong kong lol. Just for while there I fancied phoning a certain hotel in Washington and asking for the Bear!!!

 

Has anybody actually watched nighttime tv? It's even worse than daytime tv except for the odd Bilko - they are priceless.

That was part of my growing up in the 50's along with I Love Lucy and a Jackie Gleason programme the name of which escapes me.

 

Can we play desert island discs? Choose 8 records one book and a luxury item you would like to have with you when stranded on a desert island [all other impossibilities taken for granted such as something to play them on an power etc]. Who goes first?

 

The house move draws ever nearer and we are trying to get the mother in law to accept that she simply cannot take all of her furniture with her and that most of her stuff has little resale value and the best place for it   is the Sally Army [Salvation Army] who will guarantee it goes to a good and needy home. God bless her she hasn't worked out two into one doesn't go and that we intend getting some new stuff in keeping with new home. I've been working it out that it costs $40k just to move and that includes $20K tax - YES WE HAVE TO PAY 3% OF THE VALUE OF THE HOUSE IN TAX!

Is it the same over there for moving home?

 

If my posts are becoming ever more irrelevant please tell me to shut up but by allowing me to ramble on ike a crazy from the cookoos nest you are taking part in my rehabilitation and I thank you all.

 

With that I shall bid you a fond farewll.

The Bear

Hey everyone.. just quick note.. sorry I haven't been posting much, have a bad cold and/or allergies.. in a flare.. stressed and hubby's time is getting short, so I haven't been online as much as I used to..

To everyone that has sent me well wishes, thank you thank you thank you...

Erin, I got your card, you are quite the artist.. thank you so much.. it did make me smile..

Jody and Yalinda.. I'll email you soon, I promise.. just sooooo much on my plate right now..

Be well all.. love you..

ducky- i never stop thinking about you and your family. know hugs are coming your way and once the dust settles a bit let me know and we can hook up and chat! until then dont stress over communication i know life has a full plate for you hugs
camama- gosh i hope you are not serious thinking it could be an ulcer from all the stress in life. what can i do to help? try and let go of some worries through humor if possible. it happens and sometimes talking and finding humor helps. althouhg no too much humor in GI issues, unless you recall my story telling the wrong person my GI issues - now that is funny.... now! hugs to you and know i am thinking of you!
bear you behaving?????? doubt it right! whos cave are you restling up these days. forgot to think of the stuff tobring on my trip ....... as far as the book to take, i want to read the new one by that alan greenspan dude! sounds interesting, so for now that will be my book. not a wise choice for survival on an island but oh well.
well got to go on the road long trip today and almost time to head out
hugs to all yally

evenin'

my dear Bear!...as you will discover i started your "Desert Island" thread i did not go first i am leaving that honor to either Jody or YOU (jody ya' did list your items but [don't laugh] i have no idea how to "paste" or cut them or whatever one does to move a paragraph to another spot. hmmm? wtf? 7 years of college, where does that really get a person? LOL

however, my inability to "copy/paste/cut" could be Freudian...no joke...i was a pre-school & kindergarten flunkie. a drop out. it's deep-seeded, it has to be.

 

ok Bear the nurse is punching in so get your checkbook out. (ah heck, no charge for you) i'll be Pro-Bono in hoping that my "for the good" will karma it's way back to me.

we have some edema going on eh? now...i need some info so i'd ask you my following questionnare if i were bedside:

 

1) is the swelling in both legs? or just on the leg that was operated?{left hip or right hip?}

2) can you feel the bottoms of your feet? toes?

3) is the entire leg/hip swollen? calf & ankles & foot?

4) can you see any redness on your skin?

5) is there a cast on?

6) were you given TEDS? (antithrombolititc stocking? very funny white socks.)

7) do you have a temp? (fever! is there a thermometer in the cave?)

back to your question. "what causes swelling after operations?" very good to ask.

the immediate factor that causes swelling is the fluids the surgeon has dripping in your IV bag.  it's a pretty hefty bag, usually they'll hang 1000mL bag of lactated ringers (Ringers! tah!  cute name ) and throughout your operation you'll most likely get at least 2 bags...plus they'll have you on continuous drip IV fluids throughout your hospital stay.

THAT'S A LOT OF WATER!

 

after the butcher has hacked through your body & puts it back together again...

  the natural healing process starts to take place  aaaaaaaaaah...

we take it you have a bit of a significant slice from the operation. so now what's going to happen is all the little cells that are flagged down by the Immune Police congregate and rally in & around your incision.

they'll have a protest = PAIN

they'll set a bon-fire   = Heat

they'll have a BBQ      = Granulation Tissue starts to form (aka a scab)

word will get out         = WBC's of all creed&color repair the damage

it'll get overcrowded  = edema!

so basically the swelling is a by product of injury. in your case, your surgery! tah-dah!  the cells are really permeable & holding fluid.

 

edema is either local (a leg) or general {aka anasarca which is DANGEROUS meaning you're whole body is blown up}.

 

so what you're having to deal with now is pretty much, OK.  that is of course if there is no infection from your operation.

elevation of the affected leg will help w/ your swelling.  if the doc said it was alright to put an icebag near the cut that can help. cutting back on salt may also help too. but in all...only time will really make this go away.

 

whew! my paws hurt!

peace/love

erin

 

 Thanks for that prognosis erin and it was mostly what I had hoped and thought was the case/ The more mobile I am becoming - all relative - the more tha odaema is lessening and it follows typical post op appearance slight in the morning and gradually worsening during the day but it seems like I am walking it off and away. I am morer anxious about the recovery of this one for some reason and I think the pd has something to do with this but what the hell - there is always somebody worse off than me and that includes most from this thread and forum. But foran encore I shall leave you with this gem.

 

 

One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do. Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway; it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey. 

 

He invited all his neighbours to come over and help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well. At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly. Then, to everyone's amazement he quieted down. 

 

A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well. He was astonished at what he saw. With each shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. He would shake it off and take a step up. As the farmer's neighbours continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up.

 

Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and happily trotted off! Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick to getting out of the well is to shake it off and take a step up.

 

Each of our troubles is a steppingstone. We can get out of the deepest wells just by not stopping, never giving up!

 

Shake it off and take a step up. 

 

Remember the five simple rules to be happy: 

 

1. Free your heart from hatred - Forgive. 

2. Free your mind from worries - Most never happen. 

3. Live simply and appreciate what you have. 

4. Give more. 

5. Expect less 

 

NOW -------- Enough of that smeg. 

 

The donkey later came back and bit the crap out of the farmer who had tried to bury him. The gash from the bite got infected, and the farmer eventually died in agony from septic shock. 

 

MORAL FROM TODAY'S LESSON: 

 

When you do something wrong and try to cover your arse, it always comes back to bite you. You have two choices...............................crap or get off the pot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

 

The bear 

I'll see your 'hah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!' and raise you three "hehehe's"

Well, darn it. I had a nice long reply and I lost it! Errrgh!   I hate that!

So, let's see if I can nutshell it all and not repeat what went in that other thread:

Bear, thank you for the story. It was a good reminder of a few things! I'll see your 3 "hehe's" and add a "ho ho."

Ducky, my thoughts and prayers are with you always.

Erin, yes, I was about to crack. Though the joints are bad, the depression and stuff is still there, I feel better like I must have been fighting something this last month (on top of everything else!) and it has finally passed (knock on wood). This has allowed me to put on a happy face and try to move forward for now and do my usual pretend-nothing-is-wrong-and-hope-it-is-catchy-until-we-forget-there-was-even-a-fight-for-now. We'll see if it work and lasts.  You are right, I AM on the bottom of the 'take care of' list. I have been shot down asking for help (which is EXTREMELY HARD for my "I have to do this myself" personality to do!) so many times, including once BEGGING for help stating "I won't last much longer if we don't hire help soon!" (and then landed in the emergency room) that I've stopped asking to the point I often turn down (the far and few betweeen) offers from others as well.

I don't know how long this will last, but I had already decided I was not ready to do the "this is it" discussion until next year and give it time to see if things could get better first, but like Boo, the tension and anger and verbal abuse here was getting to be too much. I'm trying so hard to keep my emotions in check and it's so hard - not having that extra "health" issue the last 2 days helps. After almost 20 years, I can't give up w/o a fight, but I also refuse to be treated like I have been these last few weeks anymore.  So much for the 'nutshell' I'll end now. Thanks for the ear. Night***

Ditto what Bear said, Camama. I'm just living day to day with a "get the heck out of my way attitude". Not even worth the energy to say or do anything else but news, weather and sports. I've almost gotten myself into the thinking mode of "the Bod hurts, I'm not messin' with any of your *#@%, take your stupid problem on down the hall". Hang in there, Sweetie. I'm thinking about you all the time. We do have too many other issues hanging over us right now. I must take into consideration the pain my husband is going through with his mother, who continues to deteriorate. We keep getting called to the nursing home, end stage renal failure and she can't get her breath. I know the end is near and one day she won't come out of it. So I'm trying to be as supportive as possible, within my own limits. It is a tough thing for an adult child to go through. She is the last parent we have left. I'm here for him but I've developed a very tough skin. When he lashes out I remove myself from the premises.
Working half a day today. It's my Saturday. Cool, crisp morning and I love the hint of Fall finally coming to Okieland. Long hot muggy summer weather finally coming to an end.
Here's to a great Saturday. Cheers! Boo

Nothing I can add that hasn't already been said.  Only to send my thoughts, prayers, and hugs to the both of you.  You are two of the most amazingly strong women I know. To handle everything that you are dealing with from all sides at once....just can't even imagine how you are keeping it together, and still managing to put others needs ahead of your own....my heart is right there with you. It hurts me to think of the two of you being someone's verbal punching bags, no one deserves that.

Love,

Jody

Post Edited (babyplace) : 9/29/2007 9:24:44 AM (GMT-6)

moanin' all,
4am in the great peninsula of Bayonne. where's my insomniacs? where you at!?!
severe leg pain, i mean bad. 2 oxycontins/4G tylenol/3 Voltarens/16mg dilaudid AND IT'S STILL NEAR UNBEARABLE. it's not all exactly in the joint; it's the whole leg from right above knee through all the way down to the foot. it's worse at night, past week it's worse at night. wtf?
hah...Bear lemme' guess...when you google Apsley, does it show a CAVE? i'll do it tomorrow (i mean later, lol).
Camama my heart to you girl, and all of my strength i'm sending your way (((((good vibes))))))...ow, not physical strength mind you, LOL...cuz' that i have none & the type i have you won't want anyway. tah! but inner strength & fortitude & will & gusto...ya' got it.
Boo you are so great...if ever up craps creek with a turd for a paddle, i'd want you in my boat.

good for me that there was terrific scary movies on all night for me! SAW II i watched twice (on right now again), remake of Amytiville Horror {2005 i think} (ewwwww, scarier than the original...a lot more scarier than the original.
"Bubba HoTep"...awe man! Boo you MUST SEE THAT! i thought of you (no insult) & take it as a compliment. LOL...but Bubba Ho-Tep is a gun-wheelin', shoot em' up, zombie fightin' Elvis impersonater. and he don't mess around! it's hysterical! soooo funny.
and since you were just talkin' about shotguns and stuff...well, yeah i guess that's why i thought of Boo! i said to myself, "dam* i betcha' Boo can kick some zombie as*"

my hunny went away to florida for 26 hours. he arrived safe n' sound at homw tonight. he wnt for a neurology conference. i'm glad to have him back home. our 1st time "apart" when one's in another state.
there's a possum in my backyard...and he's gotten BIGGER! i need a rifle.

Hey Erin, possum in the backyard??!!!!  Make some stew!  Just kidding.  Those are nasty little creatures with very sharp teeth.  We DO use a shotgun around here.  Esp. when they somehow get into the feed barn.  That thing is built like Fort Knox.  Have no idea how they get in there but they do.

Woke up sooo stiff this morning.  More than usual and can't seem to shake it.  Maybe changing of seasons in the air.  Feels great outside right now. 

MIL is losing ground.  Went to see her last night.  She looks bad and I expect her to be in a coma any day now.  I'm going to be e-mailing you, Erin, to pick your brain. 

Yally, how ya doin', girl?  The air freshener and laundry really hit home.  You don't dare say anything unless you've got a 2x4 in your hand, huh?  I know exactly what you're talking about.  Frustration is not a good thing to have with all the disease processes you've got going on.  Doing something about it is easier said than done though.  I'm just glad mine is building a barn.  Keeps him busy.  I have this need to change the world and make everyone understand.  I am finally understanding that it's not my job.  I just keep myself out of harm's way which includes not letting him drive me anywhere.  The tapping of the brakes to teach other drivers a lesson wreaks havoc on the bulges in my neck.  The last time that happened was the last time that is going to happen. 

I'm going to have to see that movie, Erin.  I remember the second Exterminator movie when Linda Whatshername comes out cocking the big gun with one hand.  I said to myself, "Self, I wanna be just like her when I grow up".  Yup that's me. 5'1", 150 lbs. of mangled joints and when I haul a** I have to make two trips. 

It's going to be a beautiful day and I think I'll attempt to ride today.  I have a 23 year old mare who moves as slow as I do and we get along real good.  That horse is a legend, used to be mortally fast, could catch a cow in 4 seconds flat, every cowboy in the state tried to buy her from me for more money than I've ever seen.  She is a testament to grace and grandeur, grazing her last years away in my pasture, holding her head down when she hurts, sleeping in the sun, and just doing whatever the heck she wants.  We deserve the same, not that we are horses, but we deserve to sleep in the sunshine if we want.  I look at her every day and see myself.  She was on the top, pranced when saddled, won too many ropings to count, threw cowboys into the dirt (heehee), was the dominant horse on this farm for many years.  Then she slowed down.  She got old and hurt.  She still says, "Absolutely not!" when she's too tired to ride, can and will kick a cowboy into the dirt and would still perform if asked to.  She and I are soul mates.  We're the same old gals we used to be deep down inside.  We're just tired, still feisty and mean, just tired.  I know that one of these mornings I'm going to go outside and she won't get up and come to the fence.  But I'll know she was true to her Spirit til the end.  That's me.  I'm sick and I'm old and some days I can't get up and perform.  Miss Runnin' Jet doesn't offer any explanations.  She just does what she can and doesn't care about the rest.  Aren't you guys glad I'm in therapy?!!!!! Ha!    Boo