I can’t believe I haven’t been able to find time to blog for seven months! I have been incredibly busy with life, but seven months seems like too much. I hope someone is still out there listening. I will have to start over AGAIN to get this blog up and running. So, here goes.
Since retirement started, I have not had the life of leisure that I was expecting. I moved from a city I loved (but could no longer afford) to a city I had never been to before. The house I was supposed to move into was rented out, so I put all of my belongings in storage and rented a furnished house while I waited for my house to become available. That was an adventure all on its own–the person who owned that house was way into antiques (not the pretty kind) and cats! There were stuffed cats, pictures of cats, wooden cats, ceramic cats (you get the picture) everywhere you looked. Since I live with my older sister, we had quite a time getting used to that house.
The very first week we were there, my sister fell and cut her right leg. It was a major wound and required visits to the doctor every other day at first. She finally had to get a graft put on the site. Guess who got to be the “nurse” and do the cleaning, medicating, and bandaging? You got that right!
So while I am attending to my sister’s leg, my daughter in Oklahoma City still requires quite a lot of care from her mother. So, I drive back and forth from Tulsa to OKC regularly. We have also had to go back and forth from OKC to Dallas to try to get her listed for transplant at Baylor. They denied her the first round because they felt she was TOO sick to survive the surgery! We had started the process of getting listed in OKC at Baptist Hospital and that took quite a bit of our time to do.
I am absolutely amazed that anyone ever gets a transplant in this country because the process of getting listed is a joke! You have to be really sick, just not too sick to survive the procedure. Anyway, the end result is that we are still (18 months into this illness) not on any list anywhere. So, we have to keep doing all the hospitals require from her and try to keep her from getting any sicker.
She does dialysis 3 times a week, but now her fistula is damaged and she had to get a temporary catheter inserted into her chest. Anyway, she is a fighter and she is determined to make it to and through transplantation–and for that I am eternally grateful. She deserves to have her life back and to feel better.
So, you see, I have not been idle all these months. At times, I was not sure where I was, but I managed to do what I needed to do the keep my sister and my daughter alive.
I hope you stay with me, but probably this blog will be like this for a while. I will try to find time to do some craft or to make some art, but I don’t want anyone holding their breath. I will post more regularly here, but probably it will be about this transplant situation. No one would ever expect that getting a transplant would be so hard to do!