Catch up again
Apr. 10th, 2018 11:41 amA belated thank you to ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
sperrywink and spasticat for the Easter cards. I enjoyed them both very much ♥
Since last I posted. I feel so much better now, as opposed to before when I was feeling better but managed to exhaust myself by doing too much too soon. Guess I'd forgotten how much celuitis takes it out of me. However, the rest of the family are falling apart health-wise.
In brief. James is off work with a flare up of his AMC and is back in his wheelchair. He has a doctor's appointment soon, though there's not much they can do. It's more for the sick-note for work.
Kayleigh collapsed in Asda last week and it's strongly suspected she may be diabetic, so she's having tests for that. She's still not well, and on top of that is having relationship issues that means her live in girlfriend may be moving out soon.
Mam was also really ill with a chest infection. But because she was so worried about me, then James, then Kayleigh, said nothing until it was close to her being admitted to hospital. She wasn't in the end but still isn't well at all.
And me, this is good news. James needed an appointment at the doctors, but I didn't get one for myself despite saying I'd do so soon because I knew I needed them to refer me to the lymphodemia clinic again. ( you may remember that previously they'd outright refused to see me until I'd lost a considerable amount of weight, and despite my doctor referring me again at the end of last year apparently it was still a no as I'd heard nothing ) My reasoning was I'd go and get an appointment when the infection was completely gone in my leg as it had caused it to swell and therefore I'd gained a few pounds. I told mam that and she was so angry. She really went off on one, said that was stupid, that I needed to think of myself for once, that what was two pounds when I was already 300 down and that I'd better not go see her that day as she was so angry. So I called the doctors, and amazingly managed to get an appointment, though with one of the doctors most people dislike as she has no personal bedside manner skills at all. However, she can write a referral letter, and did so after weighing me, and I now have a lymphodemia appointment at the end of June. It'll last for 2 hours, and we'll discuss what can be done, and who knows, I may have vaguely normal looking legs by the end of the year. And mam phoned and said sorry just after that first phone call and said she just worried, and I suppose she did have a point in the things she said, though maybe not the way she said them.
With that, I need to get ready for the doctors again. It feels like I haven't been away from the place lately.
But before that, something not medical related at all. We went to see Love, Simon yesterday, and had a row of baby fangirls in front and behind us. The ones in front even had a pride flag draped over their knees, and squeed and applauded at various points in the film. It made me smile a lot.
sperrywink and spasticat for the Easter cards. I enjoyed them both very much ♥Since last I posted. I feel so much better now, as opposed to before when I was feeling better but managed to exhaust myself by doing too much too soon. Guess I'd forgotten how much celuitis takes it out of me. However, the rest of the family are falling apart health-wise.
In brief. James is off work with a flare up of his AMC and is back in his wheelchair. He has a doctor's appointment soon, though there's not much they can do. It's more for the sick-note for work.
Kayleigh collapsed in Asda last week and it's strongly suspected she may be diabetic, so she's having tests for that. She's still not well, and on top of that is having relationship issues that means her live in girlfriend may be moving out soon.
Mam was also really ill with a chest infection. But because she was so worried about me, then James, then Kayleigh, said nothing until it was close to her being admitted to hospital. She wasn't in the end but still isn't well at all.
And me, this is good news. James needed an appointment at the doctors, but I didn't get one for myself despite saying I'd do so soon because I knew I needed them to refer me to the lymphodemia clinic again. ( you may remember that previously they'd outright refused to see me until I'd lost a considerable amount of weight, and despite my doctor referring me again at the end of last year apparently it was still a no as I'd heard nothing ) My reasoning was I'd go and get an appointment when the infection was completely gone in my leg as it had caused it to swell and therefore I'd gained a few pounds. I told mam that and she was so angry. She really went off on one, said that was stupid, that I needed to think of myself for once, that what was two pounds when I was already 300 down and that I'd better not go see her that day as she was so angry. So I called the doctors, and amazingly managed to get an appointment, though with one of the doctors most people dislike as she has no personal bedside manner skills at all. However, she can write a referral letter, and did so after weighing me, and I now have a lymphodemia appointment at the end of June. It'll last for 2 hours, and we'll discuss what can be done, and who knows, I may have vaguely normal looking legs by the end of the year. And mam phoned and said sorry just after that first phone call and said she just worried, and I suppose she did have a point in the things she said, though maybe not the way she said them.
With that, I need to get ready for the doctors again. It feels like I haven't been away from the place lately.
But before that, something not medical related at all. We went to see Love, Simon yesterday, and had a row of baby fangirls in front and behind us. The ones in front even had a pride flag draped over their knees, and squeed and applauded at various points in the film. It made me smile a lot.
