365 Days – A Photographic Journey

Wow.. it’s been a long time since I’ve done a blog entry. I think with the CRAPal tunnel and the ganglion cyst going on, and not being able to do my photography.. life has been pretty blah! I’m looking forward to my plastic surgery clinic appointment thats scheduled for Sep 22, next month.

I’m so thankful that they’ve been able to get me in so early.. I honestly had reached the end of my rope – I was days away from taking things into my own hands and smashing the ganglioin cyst. I just hadn’t decided how to do it.. I was trying to think of which way would hurt the least, but be the most effective. The GP amd the chemist warned against smashing it myself.. But .. before the latest aspiration – I was going 4-6 days at a time without any sort of peaceful rest/sleep.. it’s not only frustrating, it can be dangerous as far as driving, cooking etc during the day after a restless night with CRAPal Tunnel

Since the aspiration – the ganglion that lives on my right wrist has yet to come back. There is still a pretty huge knot where it was.. which leads me to think it’s just a matter of time before the ganglion fills back up.. hopefully, it will not come up pressing on that median nerve like last time. It’s been just a little over 2 weeks since the aspiration. *Fingers crossed… I’ll have a few more weeks without the ganglion!*

The weather is starting to warm up!! YEAH@!@ Winter is almost over!! Hopefully, they will do my surgery quick and I will heal up in time for spring planting!! I so look forward to some gardening and taking heaps of new flower photos

Three years after losing both her legs in the London tube train terrorist attacks.. this amazing Australian woman has finished a 30 day Walktalk hike from Leeds to London on her prosthetic limbs.

Gill Hicks, 38 years old, set off in hopes of uniting people from different communities and faiths. After finishing the 30 day trek an emotional Ms. Hicks said: “All of us stepped into this journey with great faith and great belief that humanity would carry us through from town to town and thats exactly what happened.”

Read the full story here..

I’ve reached a point where I’m just not sure how much longer I can go on. I’m now only getting a maxium of 2 hours sleep at any given time. The sleeping tablets that once gave me relief at night, are no longer effective. As soon as I fall asleep, I am awakened by severe pain, tingling and numbness in both wrists and hands.

It’s becoming increasingly harder to do the most basic day to day things on my own.. dressing myself, cooking, hobbies etc.. What little bit of independence I once had is slowly fading. It is only a matter of time before I am completely reliant on someone else for the most basic of personal needs. After fighting so hard to overcome the many limitations that go along with chronic illness, pain and my amputation, to have this happen is nothing short of devastating.

Whilst I am thankful and very appreciative of all the medical help I’ve received in the past. I constantly worry about the 24 month wait to have this assessed  by a specialist. I’d have to say my biggest fear is that the 24 month wait to be seen by a specialist will cause serious permanent damage.. not only to my wrists, nerves etc, but also to my mental state and personal relationships. Sleep deprivation, increasing pain, numbness and weakness in the wrists and hands that were once occasional are now constant and consume 100% of my daily life. I feel hopeless.

Tags: carpaltunnel, pain, illness, medical, health system, chronic pain,

*sigh* Retail therapy was put on hold today until after lunchtime. I usually spend all day doing the grocery shopping and browsing in other shops. It makes me feel better. lol But when I went to use my card earlier, to my absolute shock and horror the guy told me my card was no good.. I almost had a stroke standing right there. I don’t think I’ve ever been so embarrassed in my life! I told him I’d be right back and left for the bank. The car was low on fuel – I was suppose to go straight to the petrol station – but stopped off to buy feed for the chickens on the way.. anyway.. I did not want to chance driving all the way home on empty. I got the bank about 10 minutes to 9.. and thought.. well I’ll just play my NintendoDS until they open..

So at 9 I got out and walked up to the door, a lady servicing the ATM, who worked at the bank said.. “we’re not open yet, we open at 9:30″.. What kind of bank opens at 9:30? I thought all banks opened at 9.. I was dumbfounded.. they must have changed hours or something.. I know I’ve been to that branch at 9.. anyway. I thanked her and walked off.. I got in the car and all the way home I screamed obscenities through clenched teeth all the way home.

I sat on the phone for another 15-20 minutes before I actually got to speak to someone about my account. Apparently NAB’s systems crashed last night and any funds that were suppose to clear – did not. So my money will not be available until after about 1pm this afternoon. I had so many places to go and things to do today. There’s probably no way I’m going to be able to get them all done between 1:30 and 4:30 when I have to pick the moron* up from work.

Oh well..so here’s my, “Happy Wacky Wednesday” photo.. hope it makes someone smile.

* I’ve decided to start keeping track of when he shows his arse.. or when he’s just plain mean.. I’m pretty tired of it.. and I think I deserve so much more than that.