LOST TIME
March 3rd, 2010Hello All,
Well folks, I’ve finally improved to the point where I can sit at my computer for more than a half-hour at a time.
Mid January, I went into a funk, and just now am recovering from it! I was sitting on the couch one afternoon, when I threw my arms in the air and said, “I don’t feel good, Danny.” Just like that, my nightmare began. Somehow, a bacterial infection had made its way throughout my body and into my knee replacement. I literally couldn’t walk! I dragged myself to my PCP for an immediate checkup, but blood work and x-rays of my knee had to be performed before diagnosis. The next morning, my doctor called with the news. My white blood levels were 15,000 and other parts of my body were shutting down. It was already too late. I was rushed to the hospital that morning in shock and suffering from chills that were relentless. That began my antibiotic and knee surgery nightmare that has lasted six weeks and counting.
I was stabilized at a local hospital, and four days later went to the Mayo to begin the process of removing the bacterial infection from my body and my knee. We’ll skip the details of the pain, but suffice to say I did a lot of soul searching and ended up saying the same sentence over and over, “God Grant Me The Serenity To Accept the Things I Cannot Change.” That’s it! That sentence kept me fighting. Two operations on my knee later, and with my body slammed against a brick wall, I’m now getting well enough to say . . . “What to hell? I didn’t expect that!” My lymphoma from the leukemia soared as it tried to stop all the infections raging throughout the organs in my body. I still am lumpy and bumpy in all the wrong places.
Our daughter, Carolynn, flew in from Ventura, and I know that Danny and I couldn’t have done it without her. She was an angel and a meany, all rolled into one, and it worked! I began to heal. She was merciless when needed and gentle and kind when it was called for. I’m sure behind my back she shed more than one tear, but in my presence, she didn’t take failure as an option. God bless daughters. She also took care of her Dad and was as firm and gentle with him as she was with me. She’s my hero of the year. Maybe even a lifetime of many heroes that has touched my life. Danny and I are soooo grateful, and grateful doesn’t even describe what she did for us. Unconditional love would be closer. Danny went down to the jewelry store and bought her a gift of two hearts in one for a gift after she left and sent it to her. I’m sure she’ll treasure it for a lifetime, as he isn’t usually so sentimental. She and her Dad bonded through the hard time of caring for Mom and that was special beyond description.
Yesterday, I went to the dentist and had a infected tooth removed. I’ve found out that even an infected tooth can cause serious damage to an entire body, and that infections do so love joint replacements. I ’m not sure the damage I suffered was from the tooth, but I wanted it out of my mouth, as I heard horror stories of what an infected tooth can do to a body. Ironically, I was scheduled to have the tooth removed the day after I fell ill. The doctors at the Mayo and the infectious disease people aren’t sure what caused the massive infection, but I am being infused twice daily by Doctor Dan with massive antibiotics, sucked right into a pick line in my arm. Yow! Three weeks to go.
That’s it for now folks. It’s been rough and tough, but I’m slowly soaring toward recovery . . . for now . . . and with the care of many angels.
Love Forever . . . Jaye Bartlett