If you’ve been following along with my blog, then you know about the discovery of my aneurysm and the complications during the surgery to fix it.
Well, I had another MRA done a couple weeks ago. The aneurysm has grown from 2.5 mm six months after the procedure to 6mm and has developed a second lobe.
Yesterday we saw the neurosurgeon. He has given me a week or so to think about it, but he wants to do another angiogram. That’s where he just went up to my leg to check out the situation. The difference is this time if it looks necessary, he will put more coils in at same time. He says it’s not unusual for an aneurysm of my kind (wide-mouth) to have to have more coils put in a second. He’s doing the angiogram because he says an MRA does not always show everything.
The angiogram only involves sedation, but if he has to put the coils in he will have to put me under. You know, putting something down my throat again! At least he knows what to expect this time.
I was diagnosed with RA over 50 years ago…..I have been sick a big part of my life…..never had the stamina others had, but refused to give in to it…..I’ve worked very hard all my life.
I live with RA but its not my life……I applied for disability and was awarded…. eventually I decided to start my own business…..one that would supplement the disability and allow me to work at my own pace…..it’s not about the money because I do not make a lot, but I can be productive….I can be creative, and that gives me an outlet….on the days I feel good enough….from my home….I do not have to work…its perfect for my RA….I still set goals for myself….solid goals I can work towards. This life is fragile….unexpected things can, and do, happen to us….But I have a God who is a great cheerleader…..that continues to push me in the right direction!!!
It helps when we stay positive. It does take time for us to re-invent our lives – to salvage and modify what we used to do that has brought us joy all our lives. These are the gifts that make us special, that I believe God has created us for. Our lives are not wasted because we have a chronic illness. We have a lot to offer with our gifts AND we have a lot to offer just because of who we are – nevermind what we do.
We are as limited as we let our selves be limited our mental outlook is a huge part of our overall happiness and it’s extremely hard to focus on that with pain encompassing every minute of every day.
I debated on whether I should move this post from ruthiespoonemore.com. After some thought, I finally decided to do it, so here is.
The following is a section I’ve added to my book, Diagnosed at Seventeen My Struggles and Triumphs of Living with Rheumatoid Arthritis. I hope you enjoy reading it.
The end of 2015 was a rough time for me. Two very important things happened in October. I was diagnosed with Hashimoto’s thyroiditis and I took a very devastating fall. I will discuss the Hashi’s in a later post, but right now I want to talk about the fall.
I’ve fallen before, in fact at least two other times in the last 40 years. (That doesn’t sound like a bad set of odds to me.) However, this tumble turned out to be frightening. This time I banged my head against the linoleum floor opening up a big gash in my forehead. Needless to say, I panicked–foreheads can bleed profusely when cut. SInce you could see the bone, we decided I should go to the emergency room.
I wanted to let you know, if you ordered this ebook a couple of years ago
my new book Diagnosed at Seventeen My Struggles and Triumphs Living With Rheumatoid Arthritis is the updated version. I’ve added more chapters (it now has around 15 chapters), and more personal stories as requested.
You will probably get an e-mail from Amazon telling you about the new update. Don’t be confused because the email will have the new title listed.
Go ahead and update, it’s like getting a new book for free.
Exciting news! The paperback edition of Diagnosed at Seventeen is now available on Amazon.
Get it now.
I’m excited to let you know that I’ve received the formatted pages for my book and am going over it, looking for errors. I’ve also gotten three sample cover images to look at. There is a clear winner that just needs a couple of tweaks.
It’s been a long process, but it looks like Diagnosed at Seventeen will be published soon.
I finished another step towards publishing my book this week. Over a month ago, I got back the manuscript from Lindsay, my editor. She had gone through it word-by-word, and line-by-line, editing grammer and punctuation. My task was to then go through and correct the errors. The work was exacting and eye-straining, but I finally finished it. I sent it back to Lindsay a couple of days ago. I’m eager to discover what the next step in the process is.
As I sit here, I have swollen, sore fingers and an achy body. Yesterday I decided to eat a waffle with syrup and peanut butter, knowing the sugar was going to bother me. To top it all off, I had a popsicle later that night! I know that sugar bothers me. But the craving was just too much. So today, I pay the consequences.
Eating healthfully is a process. One that will take a long time for me to master. However, I don’t intend to give up. I know that eventually my cravings for sugar will go away. I know this because most of my cravings for dairy foods are gone after just a few weeks of not eating them. Although, the ice cream I saw on TV last night looked pretty good. 🙂
I’ve had RA for over forty years and followed the doctors’ advice without question. Results… all major joints replaced, deformed hands and fused neck, GERD, IBS and who knows what else. I took every med available and felt fine. Now, I’m not saying things would be different if I hadn’t followed traditional medicines protocol, and I’m glad it kept me moving all these years. However, I’m tired of the risky side effects and symptoms the medicines carry with them.
In April I stopped my Enbrel…with my rheumatologist’s permission and am now trying a healthier diet. Six months later I’m feeling great and only needed an ibuprofen a few days in that time.