Yucky Yuck Yuck....
Yeah I know I've not updated in like FOREVER. No I'm not banned from Facebook though god knows I should be LOL!
Since I last blogged, I can confirm that funding for the hip operation that was initially given to me has been yanked from under my increasingly more numb feet.... Lulu has escaped death once and is now fighting again, not to mention the clearing up of grandad's bottom offerings and mum pretty much having a mental break down, I could go on forever actually....
Anyway, Grandad is now in a nursing home and he seems to be getting on alright there actually. With a little encouragement they managed to get him to come out of his room and join in the "activities" (Domino's and other elderly type things) but as soon as we finished cleaning up his flat and moving him out, Lulu became sick, so it seems to be a non ending circle of stress at the moment.
I am barely functioning these days due to the increase in dosage of Dihydrocodeine or DHC for short.
I can only assume more damage has occurred in my hips of late. I have always slept on my side but that is becoming pretty hard now. I have started to get restless leg AND arms as well.
The maximum prescribed dose of DHC is 240MG a DAY. So that's 2 tablets at 30mgs 4 times a day. I initially started off at 120mg but recently that crept up. The half life just isn't long enough. It states it's 4-6 hours but I would disagree with that. I'd say more like 2.5 to 3 hours, none the less I wait anyway instead of taking something too soon.
God they make me feel sick. Last week I was wondering why I felt SOOOOOOOOOO ILL. I mean, REALLY Ill. I was spewing up Saturday and Sunday. I thought it might have been because I got a tummy bug or something but it started to dawn on me that it was probably the DHC so I lowered the dose for a few hours to get around the sickness and then increased the dose again by 1 tablet every 4 hours instead of 2.
I am starting to feel pretty miserable because of my legs now. I thought my Ortho God was joking when he said I would be in a wheelchair in 18 months if I wasn't operated on. I believe him now though I am still not disabled enough to get away with using a disabled badge when shopping and not be tutted at by old ladies who think I'm fine.
My GP said about 4 weeks ago it's unlikely he would be able to afford that kind of cash to have my hips corrected when the surgery only gets allocated a certain amount of funds. Basically, I could be taking money away from someone who needs life saving surgery. Mine isn't life saving, it's merely corrective, although it would change my life, it aint cancer which is fine.... I would not want to take money away from someone who was struggling to live or a kid who needed life saving surgery or something to help them live a better life. I will just have to find another way to cope and that's the end of that. Though it doesn't stop me from shuffling around like an 80 year old when I get up and go to bed.
So I am waiting and waiting and waiting and waiting and waiting some more to see the Ortho Gods in St Thomas' hospital London to discuss different pain medications and possibly having some steroid injections in to the areas to see if it assists. I know it wont, but it's worth a try. I would like to stop taking DHC if I could but I cannot right now.
Anyway I will leave this blog post for now and maybe in the week I will update again with something more positive. I felt I had to write something today no matter how negative just go update the sodding thing.
Right O then, best get a cup of tea and prepare for bed.
Laters.
