Three Appointments In A Row

Today THE letter I have been waiting for finally arrived. At last I now have the three important appontments lined up in the not too distant future.

Firstly, January 18th, appointment to see the Professor in Birmingham. He is an expert on Crohn's and all related illnesses. Hopefully he can give me a definate diagnosis on whether the HS is HS or if in fact as my surgeon now thinks, it is Crohn's attacking another part of my body. Hopefully he is up to date on new fangled treatments or surgeries, and can give me some positive options.

Secondly, January 24th (my daddy's birthday) I have an appointment to see a dermatologist. Again we are looking for a definate diagnosis on the HS. If it is HS then he may be the best person to advise on a form of treatment/surgery for it. If it's not HS.....well it's up to te professor and my surgeon.

Thirdly, and here's where it all falls into place. February 2nd is my appointment to see Mr R, my surgical consultant (guardian angel with an anaesthetic). Hopefully, from the previous two appointments, we may have some much needed information. On my last visit he mentioned major surgery, but he obviously wanted the other two specialists opinion first. So, it looks like, hopefully, fingers crossed February the 2nd could be decision day (D-Day).

I don't mind having the surgery, I've been through it all so many times now you could say I'm an expert at it. But there was mention of "big" tissue removal. The only thing I am really dreading, is that I will see the outcome. Previous operation sites, being on my butt, have been invisible to me as I don't (thankfully) have eyes in the back of my head. I have always had to rely on the opinions of the doctors, nurses and hubby. Yes I did say hubby, he always makes time to come to the hospital after my surgery, and watches the nurse change the dressings/packing. It means that come discharge time, and only with the nurses say so, he proceeds to do my dressings/packing daily. It also guarantee's that no district nurse comes within a mile of me, trying to insert packing in non existant wounds as they have mislaid there glasses, or pushing the packing in so hard that they make me heamorrage and need yet another unwanted night in hospital. As you can tell, I don't like district nurses much.

Anyway, hubby is meticulous, he should have been a surgeon really. And the comfort it gives me, knowing that the person who is doing my dressings daily, is the person that loves me with all his heart is unbelievable. I have, in the past, had numerous infections, including the dreaded MRSA, probably due to the fact that for 3 weeks I spent every morning before breakfast under a general anaesthetic, having my wound unpacked, cleaned and then packed again as the pain was unbearable awake. Strange though, how on three occasions of having my dressings done at home, for weeks and sometimes months on end, by my hubby, who is untrained in medical practise, and not one infection?

Here's me on a ramble......but I have to add, that in all my stays in the hospital, most of the nurses have been absolutely brilliant, and one of the sister's who has nursed me on and off for 11 years is now a really good friend.

Wow! Whisky doesn't blog for a couple of day's and then blogs on and on and on and on!

I managed to get back in touch with the Bride to be this week as well. We had a much needed catch up, I am slowly climbing out of my shell, and working my way back to coming back onto pal. I warn you though, once I'm back, you won't get me off again LOL.

Also I caught up with Rose. Bless her she even rang me last night and we had a really good chat, and today my college friend visited me. SHe brought along a rather embarassing piccy of us in our college days, and a cd of Marky music. Yes we're going to see Mark Owen a week on Monday!!!!

So I'll say it yet again, my friends are special, whether online buddies, blogging friends, friends made at college, in the hospital, and friends made during my working life, even friends who are friends and relatives, like SIs In Law, you guys have helped me through, kept me strong, helped me be me, and I will never forget that.

For all of you, for Mum and Dad (who are my rock) and hubby...........the biggest hugs ever.

I'm sorry for the unusually long blog, it wasn't planned....honestly!!

hmmmmmm I wonder if I'm owed 50p??? mwaaaahahahahahahaha! (private joke)

Thankyou all for being you.

WHisky
xxxxxxx