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Home - in stitches! (Slightly OT)
I got home on Christmas Eve, and my sister delivered the lad home
shortly after. HE, naturally, had had a lovely time. Mine was less fun... It was touch and go for a moment or three on the keyhole, as the stone was almost too big to allow it! As a result, I have 'Church Door' keyhole! The hole the stone came out through is over an inch long. 'Expect everything to take a little longer to settle', they warned. Everything is settling down ok, though I'm still on fairly big doses of pain killers, and I have to take it easy for a few days more... GA's always take an age to wear off me - I wasn't really awake until midnight - 13 hours after going down for the op! Yesterday morning was painful, but be last night things were better. The only trouble is that the GA has left me with a throat that is liable to produce dry patches and coughing fits at no notice, and coughing is the very LAAAAAST thing I want to do! OUCH doesn't begin to cover it! Still, all things considered, the copious gas eruptions included, it's not as bad as June! A lot less painful than having my wisdom teeth out, for sure! The stitches are very neat and of the dissolvable variety, so will leave little scarring. Not that I ca wot are 4 small scars compared to the pain of gallstones? NOWT! I go back in 3 months for a check up. I got most of the things I was supposed to do before Christmas done, as did DH. He also did a great job with the Christmas dinner. Venison and vegetables cooked to perfection! Yummy! We still have a few things to get ready for Yorkshire and the New Year, but most things are done. I have the most elegant and sexy (NOT!!) surgical stockings to wear for the next 6 weeks as part of the NHS's drive to reduce post operative DVT... The leg bit fits OK, but how they expect me to walk about with 6" of fabric flappin' round me toes, I reeely cannot say! Shoes? NOT wiv these fings! And I'm supposed to wear them for all but an hour a day... Good stuff! They only gave me one pair! I shall have to see about getting a second pair, and a couple of pairs of Flight Sox fer evenings out! Otherwise washing them could be amusing... They might get a bit grey and wiffy! Here's wishing you well for the season: if you don't see me as much as usual, it's probably because I'm still asleep! I also have a couple of new cookbooks to work through, a new kitchen gadget to play with (a Bamix wand mixer), and plenty of new sewing stuff, including some Fiskar's Dressmakers Sheers! -- Kate XXXXXX Lady Catherine, Wardrobe Mistress of the Chocolate Buttons http://www.diceyhome.free-online.co.uk Click on Kate's Pages and explore! |
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On Fri, 26 Dec 2003 10:03:53 +0000, Kate Dicey wrote:
I got home on Christmas Eve, ... Everything is settling down ok, though I'm still on fairly big doses of pain killers, snip Good luck with recovery after the surgery, Kate. That gas they pump you with is awful - the DH was in agony after his - but you might find peppermints help a bit. Enjoy your wand mixer - you might find you become a soup queen now (so much handier than a food processor). Trish |
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Trishty wrote:
On Fri, 26 Dec 2003 10:03:53 +0000, Kate Dicey wrote: I got home on Christmas Eve, ... Everything is settling down ok, though I'm still on fairly big doses of pain killers, snip Good luck with recovery after the surgery, Kate. That gas they pump you with is awful - the DH was in agony after his - but you might find peppermints help a bit. Enjoy your wand mixer - you might find you become a soup queen now (so much handier than a food processor). Trish I had a Braun wand before - a little over sized for my small paws! This one is very neat, and a professional job. I wore the previous one out making soups, mayo, whipped cream, all sorts of stuff! This one, combined with the BIG Magimix food processor, will be great - nearly as much fun as a new sewing machine! -- Kate XXXXXX Lady Catherine, Wardrobe Mistress of the Chocolate Buttons http://www.diceyhome.free-online.co.uk Click on Kate's Pages and explore! |
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So glad you finally had the nasty bit out! Continued recovery.
(((hugs)))) Linda -- Sugar & Spice Quilts by Linda E http://community.webshots.com/user/frame242 |
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one is very neat, and a professional job. I wore the previous one out making soups, mayo, whipped cream, all sorts of stuff! Kate, I have one of those stick mixers, and recently made some homemade salad dressing with it--the very first time I've been able to emulsify dressing without using a blender. It worked so well, so quickly, and washes up so easily. Great invention! Karen Maslowski in Cincinnati |
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Trishty wrote:
On Fri, 26 Dec 2003 10:03:53 +0000, Kate Dicey wrote: I got home on Christmas Eve, ... Everything is settling down ok, though I'm still on fairly big doses of pain killers, snip Good luck with recovery after the surgery, Kate. That gas they pump you with is awful - the DH was in agony after his - but you might find peppermints help a bit. Enjoy your wand mixer - you might find you become a soup queen now (so much handier than a food processor). Trish The gas doesn't bother everyone. It caused me no trouble at all. It was an appendectomy, though, not a gall bladder. I still have my rock garden, and am still searching for a nice fern that will grow in the dark. I figure the root system will keep the rocks anchored in place so that they don't try to escape. The stones are no bother as long as they don't make a break for it. My gall bladder and I are working on peaceful coexistence. ;-) -- Joanne @ stitches @ singerlady.reno.nv.us http://members.tripod.com/~bernardschopen/ Life is about the journey, not about the destination. |
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SewStorm wrote:
This one is very neat, and a professional job. I wore the previous one out making soups, mayo, whipped cream, all sorts of stuff! Kate, I have one of those stick mixers, and recently made some homemade salad dressing with it--the very first time I've been able to emulsify dressing without using a blender. It worked so well, so quickly, and washes up so easily. Great invention! Karen Maslowski in Cincinnati I know! And people think they are NEW! Hehehehehe! I first used a Bamix one in the mid seventies, and the industry has had them since 1956... Best kitchen invention since the knife! Mayo in seconds! -- Kate XXXXXX Lady Catherine, Wardrobe Mistress of the Chocolate Buttons http://www.diceyhome.free-online.co.uk Click on Kate's Pages and explore! |
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Trishty wrote:
On Fri, 26 Dec 2003 10:03:53 +0000, Kate Dicey wrote: I got home on Christmas Eve, ... Everything is settling down ok, though I'm still on fairly big doses of pain killers, snip Good luck with recovery after the surgery, Kate. That gas they pump you with is awful - the DH was in agony after his - but you might find peppermints help a bit. Enjoy your wand mixer - you might find you become a soup queen now (so much handier than a food processor). I like using mine for milkshakes, and it scrambles eggs up so much quicker. -- Melinda http://cust.idl.com.au/athol |
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I first used a
Bamix one in the mid seventies, and the industry has had them since 1956... Best kitchen invention since the knife! Mayo in seconds! I also thought they were fairly new, and have never heard of Bamix. But then, Yurrup has much different appliances than we have, I've always thought: espresso machines came from "over there", and some of the very nicest vacuum cleaners, washers, and dishwashers are all European. The original reason I bought my stick mixer was to make smoothies, but it has been incredibly handy for making yellow pepper soup, a delicacy first tasted at Cibreo's, in Florence, Italy. You can find the recipe at this site: http://www.divinacucina.com/code/peppersoup.html Very satisfying, especially on a cold winter night. It's also equally good with red peppers, and looks quite festive. Kate, when I had abdominal surgery, about 15 years ago, the surgeon told me that it takes as much as six weeks for the full amount of anaesthetic to wear off after that type of surgery. You might just feel wobbly for a while yet. Take care, m'dear. Karen Maslowski in Cincinnati |
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melinda wrote:
I like using mine for milkshakes, and it scrambles eggs up so much quicker. -- Melinda Oooo yes! I love my little Bamix! Every time I make pumpkin or cream of celery soup, I think how lucky I am to have it! It's also handy for making breadcrumbs and squashing nuts, making ice chips and frothing milk for a cappucino (which we in Oz call 'cabbage Eno'). Here's my favourite recipe using my Bamix: Open a large can of apricot halves and Bamix the tripes out of it until it becomes apricot puree! (NB. No need to decant the apricots: just Bamix 'em in the can!) Add in a tablespoonful of dried onion flakes (more if you like) and two tablespoonsful of chicken stock powder. Bamix a bit more. Now, pour all this lot over a panful of chicken pieces and sliced veggies (carrot, celery etc). I like breast pieces, but my DH prefers thighs - rude man! and cook for an hour or so in a moderate oven until chicken is well done. (You can do this with pork spareribs as well, but boil them - the ribs, I mean - for twenty minutes on high in the Michaelwave first to get some of the fat out. Or not, if you are skinny...) Serve on a bed of steamed rice or noodles. My Mum likes to add a can of apricot nectar into the mix, but I don't: it's too sweet! A propos of gall bladders, can I tell my cholecystectomy horror story? (I *love* that word: 'cholecystectomy'! It makes me feel *so* important! LOL!) Being that I'm a long-winded sort of person, you may not want to read it, but for those who take an unnatural interest in the guts of others (as I do!), please read on! I went in for low-risk, low-maintenance keyhole surgery at 7am one Monday morning. They took me to premed and gave me a shot of something in the back of my hand. I went immediately and completely to sleep! Next thing I knew, the surgeon was flicking my feet most importunately saying 'Wake up! Wake up, Patricia! You nearly died!. 'You'll be about to join me if you don't stop molesting my feet!' I thought angrily as I opened one eye. There was a crowd of people (well, eight or ten...) surrounding my bed and they were all looking intently at my 'keyhole' which was the size of an antique bolt! I peered down and saw that I had four charming little bandaids placed at intervals over my tummy and this walloping great *hole* directly beneath my breast bone! 'Good Lord!' I muttered. And all of the crowd began to exclaim at once! What on earth was going on???? The anaesthetist spoke first. 'You didn't *tell* me you were allergic to Scoline' she admonished! I *asked* if you had any allergies and you said 'No' - see here!' and she pushed a clipboard in my face. It held the release form I had signed that morning and clearly stated 'No' to the question 'Do you have any allergies to drugs or chemical substances?' 'Well, I dunno...' I said. 'What am I allergic to?' Then the surgeon burst out with 'I came in to do your surgery and found poor Mrs (insert name of anaesthetist, which hereafter ought to be 'Mud') trying to revive you. You had an acute anaphylactic reaction to the premed and she nearly lost your airway!' All this was ejaculated at me in the most accusing tone as if I'd planned the whole fiasco! Apparently, after administering the premed shot, the poor woman had turned away to do something and heard my wheeze as my airway swelled up and nearly shut itself off. When she turned back, I was covered in red welts and turning purple from my inability to breathe! Goodness! I had no idea! As I said, I was completely asleep! She acted quickly and appropriately (I have no doubt of this - I'm sure she didn't want 'death of one stout woman' engraved at the bottom of her CV!) and eventually saved me from passing away right under her nose. The surgical team then held a quick consultation once they got me stabilised (with injections of adrenalin and antihistamines, for which I then had to sign a form releasing them of any guilt if I died of same in the immediate future). They determined that if they did not remove my gall bladder on this occasion, I would only come back to haunt them if it decided to erupt again. They apparently said 'Oh well, the old girl's out like a light. Let's just hoe in and get the surgery done!' So they did. The first thing that happened was the effect of my - ah - magnificent proportions. They couldn't *find* my gall bladder because it was swathed in a coating of delightfully ubiquitous *fat*! They poked about with their little miner's lamp jobbie (thanks to Sir Humphrey Davy) and took ages just to find my dainty, inoffensive leetle gall bladder lurking behind my dear old liver. 'Aha!' they said, 'Hoick it out quick before it disappears again!' They yanked upon it and nothing happened. They yanked a bit more. Apparently a bit of my liver dropped off at that point because the charming little gall bladder was irrevocably *stuck* to it! They yanked and heaved and pulled and hoicked and eventually the gall bladder came free. But not until they'd done a great deal of damage to my abominable muscles and left them bruised and sore! There was (I found out six weeks later) a 'bloody great split' between the - whaddya call 'em? - erectus/eclectus/erectile/erector(?) muscles. The ones that other people call 'my six-pack' and I call 'my keg'. Every time I tried to sit up, I thought the world was going to explode out through my belly! It was *far* more painful than the actual surgical site! And of course, since the surgical team and the anaesthetist were *wetting* themselves that I might sue them, having nearly passed away under their tender ministrations, they didn't think to tell me why I had such awful pain happening! I grew very very depressed because after six weeks I still couldn't function! Then, I had my follow-up visit and the surgeon said 'Oh, you're doing very well considering the mess we made in your abdomen!' Once I knew why I was in so much pain, I felt positively euphoric and realised that I may not, after all, be going to pass away just yet. It took about three months before I could lie comfortably in bed again. In the first instance, I stopped having the awful acid reflux that had dogged me for most of my life, but it returned eventually as everything else did. The only ongoing reminder of my exciting cholecystectomy (Ha! Another opportunity to say that word again!) is that I can't eat much fatty stuff. If I do, I get a bit sick. Which is not, in the final analysis, such a bad thing... considering... -- Trish {|:-} Newcastle, NSW, Australia |
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