Pain, Hospitals & TMI

I’m going to apologize in advance as this post may contain a little too much information. I admit sometimes I feel a little bit embarrassed or hesitant to talk about certain things, however that being said I feel it’s important to talk about women’s issues and health and it’s my blog and my life and what I’m going through so if you’re a bit squeamish, don’t like talking/reading about women’s health issues this post might not be for you.  So don’t say I didn’t warn you

This is also going to be really long! So, I’m going to jump right in.  As a teen, I had heavy, uncomfortable, painful periods that happened more often and lasted longer than most other girls my age. At 15, I suffered from numerous cysts on my ovaries that ruptured leaving me doubled over in pain, throwing up, feeling clammy with a high heart rate. I had numerous trips to the ER but luckily no surgery was ever needed. I was never diagnosed with PCOS but it was mentioned when I was younger.

Maybe that should have been a clue but I was always told that despite that it was normal and that as I got older it would even out. The cycle would get longer between, the periods lighter and less painful and shorter and this actually did happen and the cysts stopped, and for about 23 years things were pretty normal other than moderate cramping and headaches and maybe some mild to moderate PMS symptoms.

My last few periods have been heavier and I’ve noticed more clots and they are lasting an extra day or two as well as the time between went from about 27-30 days to about 30-33 days in between.  My PMS symptoms have gone from mild/moderate to severe and pretty debilitating. To the point where I am useless for a week every month because I feel even more crappy then I already do.

Last Thursday I started my period what seemed to be 10 days early on day 23 of my cycle. It seemed to be a moderate period, with some pain and a headache and the normal heaviness. I didn’t think much of it other then it was odd that it was early. 2-3 days is one thing but just a bit more than 1/2 way through my cycle was odd for me.

The night before last we went to bed as normal around 11:30 p.m. and I was feeling fine and I pretty much thought my period was over as I was at the end of day three and the flow had stopped.  I woke up around 1 a.m. due to the cat scratching at the door for food because someone forgot to feed him. I went to the washroom and noticed I was bleeding really really heavy and I had a bad headache. I changed my tapon and pad which I use as backup incase the tampon fails at night.

Eddie woke up when I did so I yelled to him to feed the cat while I was in the washroom. We went back to bed and I fell back to sleep even though I was feeling a bit odd, but I didn’t think much about it. About 3:30, I woke up from a dead sleep and stretched out and just about screamed out in pain.

I got up and hobbled over to the washroom and realized I had completely soaked through the tampon and soaked the pad almost to over-flowing in a little less than an hour and a half from the time I changed them last. Usually I don’t have to change them at all overnight unless I sleep more then 7-8 hours. For safety sake I never go more then 8 hours overnight as recommended.

I kinda felt like something was wrong but still shrugged it off and hobbled back to bed. The pain increased so fast and so much that I was doubled over by the time I made the 10 steps or so back to bed. I tried to shake Eddie awake but couldn’t move because the pain was so intense. I pretty much yelled at him to wake up. I grabbed the long pillow and curled up in the fetal position and told him something was really wrong.

I grabbed my phone and checked my heart rate which is normally about 60-65 when resting and it was 98bpm. I called 811 and spoke to a nurse who of course said go to the hospital. She checked the Digby regional hospital for closures as it closes a few times a week due to a doctor shortage and said it was open and I needed to get there ASAP. She wouldn’t say what she thought it was just that I needed to be seen now, not later.

Eddie called my dad who drove over and picked us up and took us to the hospital. We were in the middle of a snowstorm, I couldn’t dirve and didn’t want Eddie with only a learners permit to drive me in the snow and freezing rain that had been going on for hours with wind gusts of up to 80km/h. It was a bad night all around.

After intake, they put me in a room and told me the doctor would be in when he woke up (not kidding). So we had to wait until 7 a.m. when the doctor finally dragged his ass out of bed. I tried to sleep but was in so much pain. No one offered me anything. Not even so much as tylenol while we waited the 3 1/2 hours for him to come in from the hotel I assume he was staying at. He was a visiting doctor from somewhere else I assume.

He did an exam and when pressing over my left ovary I started to scream and wiggle to get away from him.  He said you need an ultrasound and asked if I had ever had ovarian cysts or torsion before and I said yes I have had cysts and some that ruptured. He said I needed to get the ultrasound ASAP.

Of course, Digby only has a technician in a few days a week. So that meant an hour and ten minute drive to Yarmouth regional hospital for the ultrasound. He wrote it up as urgent and that he wanted me to be seen in the Yarmouth ER after in case I needed more tests or to see a specialist. So after debating about sending me by ambulance, they decided it would be quicker if someone drove me. They called the ambulance but were told it would be a 2-3 hour wait. They simply sisn’t have enough ambulances for a transfer and in the ER. So my dad ended up driving me an hour and ten minutes to the hospital in Yarmouth.

Luckily for me, before I left the Digby hospital the doctor asked if I needed something for the pain. I hesitated because I hate taking anything. He kind of got a bit snarky with me when I looked over at my husband and said “don’t look at him look at me, do you need anything for the pain? yes or no”, so I said okay and he gave me a bit of morphine.

We talked it over decided my husband should still go to work later as he was working 5-9 p.m. so we dropped him off at my parent’s place for some sleep instead of him coming with us and mom took him into work later on and dad and I continued on to Yarmouth. We got there about 10 a.m. and after about 1 1/2 hours they finished the ultrasound. She had issues finding and never actually found my left ovary so it took a long time, luckily the morphine was still working and dulled the pain quite a bit.

When the technician finished she called down to the ER in the hospital to let them know she was sending the results and me down and they refused to take me! They said she had to send the results and me back to the Digby hospital. She tried to explain that I was a possible surgical case and that there was no OR’s in Digby, they still refused. So she called Digby and spoke to the doctor there and he said I needed blood work and a CT but he had no way of ordering either without me being there so he said send me back to Digby.

As we were leaving the Yarmouth hospital I called out-patients in Digby and asked if I was able to have something to eat because my blood sugar was about 3.2 mmol/l and going lower. She asked the doctor and he said I could have something sweet and I could get a bottle of water and only sip it basically just wetting my mouth. So we grabbed a cookie from McDonalds. Chocolate chunk. Not the best option but the easiest.

So dad drove me an hour and ten minutes back to Digby knowing full well there was a good chance he would be turning around and driving me an hour and ten minutes back to Yarmouth in a few hours if it turned out I needed a CT right away. We got back to the ER in Digby and I had to be triaged all over again and wait for a second time to see the doctor, which turned out to be a different doctor. At least the first one told him I was coming and what was going on.

The second doctor noticed that the pain was radiating now to my upper left side of my abdomen and was still concerned it was a cyst but was now even more concerned it had ruptured and that I was bleeding internally. Not all cysts do that but some will cause internal bleeding which can be life-threatening. He was also concerned that it could instead be a bowel blockage or something else and said I need a CT and before he said anything more I said: “So I have to go back to Yarmouth today?”.

He said yes and apologized and I asked if there was any way it could wait till morning as I just wanted to go home and sleep. He looked like he was going to say no but then he said let’s get blood work done and see if there are any indications of an infection or internal bleeding.

We waited another hour for that and the pain was back fully by then. The nurse came in to give me an IV as I had been told through all of this no food or drink and as I am diabetic and had basically no food or drink since the night before and it was almost 3 p.m. at that point even though my sugar was holding steady at 5.6 mmol/l at that point.

As the nurse got ready to start the IV I panicked of course. I don’t mind blood work at all. I don’t mind flu shots or other needles. I don’t mind giving myself insulin injections, glucagon, etc. But I hate hate hate IV’s! With a passion. I panic every time someone comes near me with one or mentions one.

So the nurse left and asked the doctor how necessary it was as my blood sugar was fine and all they were going to give me was dextrose and saline and some pain meds. I said they could give me a shot or pills for the pain meds I don’t care I just can’t handle the IV. So he said fine and she left and never ended up giving me the pain meds or water.

He came back an hour later and said the blood work looked normal and that he was going to let me go home on one condition that I came back to Digby overnight before they closed at 6 a.m. if I had a fever that even touched 100°F or if the pain worsened or spread, had any more bleeding (which had stopped at that point) or in the morning if the pain was the same or worse or a fever and weakness and/or tiredness after a good night sleep or any indication of infection or internal bleeding that I go straight to Kentville or Yarmouth hospital over the next 3 days or Digby if they are open.

So today we have been keeping a really close eye on me. The pain is a bit less, but still there, but no fever or anything. So I have to keep a close eye for the next few days as well as we don’t know for sure but we suspect it was an ovarian cyst on my left ovary that may or may not have ruptured and possibly bled internally but stopped, causing intense pain. Seems to be the story of my life right now. This uncertainty about what is going on within my body.

My mom brought up something that’s been bothering me though. She went through menopause at the same age as I am now, she started at about 38/39 and I am 38 turning 39 this year. Her mom went through menopause starting at age 37 and my aunts were 38 and 39 as well when they started.

I know for the most part you usually start about the same age as your mom and sisters and since I have no sisters and her and her sisters and their mom were all the same age as I am now. I am starting to wonder if maybe I might be going into early menopause myself or at the very least it’s in the back of my mind that they all started around my age.

I also know there is a correlation between Type 2 Diabetes and early menopause as well as a lot of women with Fibromyalgia experience early menopause as well. As I said before I have never been diagnosed with PCOS (Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome) and other than the uterine infection that landed me in the hospital a year and a half ago for 4 days I haven’t really had any issues in between the cysts when I was younger and now. Hopefully, this is not just another thing to add to the growing list.

Digby, Nova Scotia

So we are somewhat moved into the cottage in Digby. Here’s some photos of it. It’s small so it’s a bit hard to get good pictures. There are none of the washroom because it has a big hole in the wall where a closet will eventually be and it is being redone this spring so I didn’t bother. I will do some before and after pictures later. The kitchen is fairly recently redone and the wood stove is pretty new.

The living room is a pretty yellow color that looks kind of rustic. There are a few things that the previous owner only half ass finished so there are some holes in the walls lol. We covered my mom’s love seat with a blanket to help prevent our cat from scratching it and to protect it some. He’s claws are clipped and I have some of those nail caps I need to try and get on him tonight or tomorrow. Currently I am sitting on this couch typing. I am working right now for my Mom doing transcription again. I am looking for a job but haven’t found aything yet.

This is the wood stove. It’s small but perfect any bigger and you wouldn’t be able to get around it throws off a lot of heat and has a fan in the back. It heats the whole place but there is electric heat as well.

This is a couch the previous owner made. The cover for it hadn’t been put on yet and was just sitting on it. Again with the cat I want it covered. There are two really nice windows. The one to the left in the picture is leaking so they had to put plastic on the outside of the window for the winter. Dad’s going to see if he can fix it or get it fixed in the spring.

We have a fairly new kitchen with black and stainless steel appliances. There is a nice Fridge which is currently not working right. We are going to defrost the freezer tonight and see if that fixes it, if not Dad is going to call an appliance repair person tomorrow. There is a nice stove and large microwave and also a dishwasher.

There is a small dining room/utility room on the other side of the kitchen with a washer and dryer and when we get our table and chairs from Halifax they will go there. There is a lean-to portch outside the back with a door to it to the right of the washer and dyer which you can kind of see from this picture below.

And lastly the bedroom(s). I only took a picture of one part of it where the bed is but facing the opposite direction is another room that is right now a big walk in closet or smaller bedroom. It was 2 rooms at one point but someone changed it. So this winter Dad and Eddie are changing it back to two rooms. The door for the second room is actually in the bathroom at the moment but they are going to change that around at some point and make a little entry way if they can. The woman who lives beside us at one point and they are going to ask her to show them how it was I think.

Edward went to orientation for his job yesterday which was about an hour but they are going to call him sometime in the next few days to give him his schedule. It looks like it will be 3 days on and 3 days off, 12 hour days. He can do 4 if he wants and there is overtime available.

I am hoping we can get back up to the city this coming weekend to do some cleaning up there and bring our table and chairs and some more boxes.

Vacation 2018 & Other Stuff

Wow I can’t believe it is September already! And I can’t believe I have gone the whole summer without blogging even though I said I was going to blog multiple times a week. I am guessing that was a little bit of an impossible goal for me. I will apologize a head of time that this post is going to be a little bit of everything, all over the place, but that is kinda what blogging is all about, right?

Since my last post a lot has actually happened. I fell again and re-injured my leg and hurt my hip (which I didn’t hurt the first time) at the beginning of August. I am just now starting to be able to tolerate a bit of weight on it. I am back using crutches again but this time we said the hell with it and rented a wheelchair for a month or so. They did both x-ray’s and a CT scan. I am awaiting the results of the CT which was done last week. I am assuming nothing major or I should have been contacted by now.

In the process of having my leg and hip checked out I found out I do have something wrong with both of my hips. The head of the femur bone is not formed right and doesn’t fit in the hip socket right according to my family doctor. He said that if nothing is done about it it will only get worse and cause issues like arthritis (which the x-ray said there is already signs of) and/or needing surgery or hip replacement. Of course I googled it, but the only thing I could find was something called hip impingement which I have had some symptoms of in the past but very mild. However now it seems to really fit with my current symptoms after the second fall. I am not sure if a fall could aggravate something that was already there and mild and make it worse. I have an appointment on September 20th with an Orthopedic specialist who is a retired surgeon who consults.

Apparently according to my doctor who is my parents doctor and my mom it runs in my family. My father had it as well and had surgery as well as arthritis. My Dad’s sister told me that she had it and it caused arthritis and damage to the point she has had both hips replaced. I knew she had the surgery but wasn’t aware the cause. My Grandfather on his side and his brother also had the same thing and ended up having surgery. So I guess I will find out if that is what I have and if a fall could have aggravated it and caused a lot of pain. Hopefully if I need any kind of surgery they can do it now while I am still off work already and not have me go back to work for a few months and then have to go back on short term again. Although knowing the health care system in Nova Scotia I am sure I am at minimum going to see a 3 month wait and at maximum a few years wait to get surgery if it is needed.

As you can probably guess by the title of the post we had vacation set for this year as well that was suppose to coincide with our 2nd anniversary at the end of August. All those plans went down the drain. Last I mentioned it we were going to Quebec City. Then later on in the summer we decided we would go to Connecticut to visit my cousin Robin and her husband instead. My parents still went but because I can’t walk without crutches and because of the pain I am in when sitting or standing or doing pretty much anything we stayed home. I am still off work on short term benefits anyways so I told Eddie to keep his vacation days booked and we would have a stay-cation. We ended up at my parents place as I can not do the stairs in our building and get around very well plus it is still super hot here. We have had the hottest summer I can ever remember and they have air conditioning. It means a lot of back and forth for Eddie to feed our cat Max as he can’t come to my parents as he doesn’t get along with their dog Scamp who we are dog sitting.

In my time off I have been doing a lot of thinking. I am thinking I want to go back to school. Like really want to go back to school. Just the community college maybe part-time and continuing to work or maybe even think about trying to get a student loan and going full-time. I just honestly am unsure what I want to take. At 38 I am still unsure what I want to do with my life career wise I love working at the bank but hate the call center. With the amount of time I have missed it is hard to get anywhere. So I guess until I get all the health issues under control I might as well not really make too many plans.

I am also thinking about starting up a small web hosting company again. Last time I just didn’t bother putting any work into it. But since I have all the extra space in my reseller account and have done it before I might try again. I need to come up with a name and buy a domain for it if I decide to or maybe I will just have it as a part of this domain and also have a small free package and a few paid ones. I only currently host a couple small sites for Deanna and for my mom’s business website, but that’s it. I kinda want to try it again.

I still struggle with my diabetes as well. Getting and keeping my blood sugar under control is really hard. I thought that the Freestyle Libre would make a big difference and it did at first but so much of it comes down to me and my self control. Its so much easier to pop in a pizza in the oven then to cook a meal. Especially now when I can’t really get around well. I’ve been really eating crap. It’s frustrating but it is what it is. I need to get my A1C checked again so I can see where I am at and see if the doctor wants me back on MDI’s, if that is the case I am going to apply through my insurance for a pump maybe, an omnipod or something. At least my insurance covers that stuff for type 2’s as a lot don’t.