Chapter 475 - How Does One Get Out of a Bog?
I panicked this morning when I was unable to access this blog; or rather the Google Blogger application on this account. Some blind footwork got it back. Time to print a hard copy of this year's posts as well as a PDF file for posterity.
At our last visit on 30th November, our GP gave a referral to clinical psychologist P. A mobile phone number was the only contact to him, I took a week for me to attempt to contact him twice and he called back this morning, saying he is booked up until beyond mid January. He gave me another contact number to a lady who said she was similarly booked up, asking for my number should a vacancy occur. I'm thinking of contacting the coordinator of the care group I attend. However, she has not expressed concerns about getting her ideas across to others lately.
The abdominal Xray requested by the West Beer PD Clinic neuro showed "heavy faecal loading of the large bowel". Before posting the image to West Beer, I showed it to our GP who was more interested in the damage to her spinal lumbar region than the faecal loading. About the latter he suggested giving her three teaspoons of Benefiber of an evening as well as at breakfast. He also said for her to take a Coloxyl with Senna tablet each evening. In the week or so since the introduction of these changes, I suspect her bowel motions have been less successful and she seems to be spending longer on the loo. Beginning today, I'm having her do everything on the commode so I can take a photo of the results. So far today there has only been a peanut sized object produced while she exercised with the pedals while seated on the commode.
Most days she wears the FitBit on her right leg. I like to think that Duodopa bolus doses of 2mL at 1200, 1400 and 1600 each day may reduce her afternoon dyskinesias and stiffness.
West Beer also wanted her to have a blood test. Our GP found all the parameters within the acceptable limits.
About the phlegm that occurs, she obligingly produced a tissue filled sample while in the GP's room, and although she did not do it on purpose, I showed him the contents of the tissue. He said the matter did not look infected and suggested she take one Claratyne tablet each evening; since then she has had to spit into a tissue once; this morning.
In my last post I omitted to mention that the eye specialist found her eye pressures satisfactory at 14 and 16 (well, I think that is what he said) and for her to return for a check-up in 12 months time.
Recently she went through a phase of using the hand held Vax cleaner, bought to help pick up bits of chopped fabric and thread tracked all over the house out of her sewing room and of the kitchen table. Yet she has not been "modifying" or "correcting" bought clothing for several weeks; those items seem to have been thrown out yesterday, along with other unwanted clothing, in a black garbage bag; into a Vinnie's bin. Then there was a phase of scraping carpet at the skirting boards and vacuuming up the fluff. The sewing room has been re-arranged once again. I wonder when the Wild Dog carers will refuse to participate in these exercises. In the last couple of days she is re-arranging the kitchen cupboards (again) and the fridge, the rationale being that she needs to be able to reach things if I'm incapacitated. This drives me almost insane because I prefer to be on auto pilot around the kitchen; reaching for things without having to think where to find items. For instance, the last time I looked, plastic bowls and such were in the saucepan drawer beneath the oven; don't ask me where the pots and pans have gone to. Sometimes she relocates medications as well.
Do you find this Hollywood pagan festival called Xmas depressing? You know, Rudolph, plastic trees etc. etc. (mind you, the earlier Victorian model was little better). And Xmas cards accompanied by travel essays on double sided A4 sheets and mention of unknown recent generations of smart clever children!! Distributed to all and sundry, including wheelchair bound victims and their carers, those who need to plan day trips with disabled toilets in mind. Bah! Humbug!
A fuzzy view of her current medication schedule:
At our last visit on 30th November, our GP gave a referral to clinical psychologist P. A mobile phone number was the only contact to him, I took a week for me to attempt to contact him twice and he called back this morning, saying he is booked up until beyond mid January. He gave me another contact number to a lady who said she was similarly booked up, asking for my number should a vacancy occur. I'm thinking of contacting the coordinator of the care group I attend. However, she has not expressed concerns about getting her ideas across to others lately.
The abdominal Xray requested by the West Beer PD Clinic neuro showed "heavy faecal loading of the large bowel". Before posting the image to West Beer, I showed it to our GP who was more interested in the damage to her spinal lumbar region than the faecal loading. About the latter he suggested giving her three teaspoons of Benefiber of an evening as well as at breakfast. He also said for her to take a Coloxyl with Senna tablet each evening. In the week or so since the introduction of these changes, I suspect her bowel motions have been less successful and she seems to be spending longer on the loo. Beginning today, I'm having her do everything on the commode so I can take a photo of the results. So far today there has only been a peanut sized object produced while she exercised with the pedals while seated on the commode.
Most days she wears the FitBit on her right leg. I like to think that Duodopa bolus doses of 2mL at 1200, 1400 and 1600 each day may reduce her afternoon dyskinesias and stiffness.
West Beer also wanted her to have a blood test. Our GP found all the parameters within the acceptable limits.
About the phlegm that occurs, she obligingly produced a tissue filled sample while in the GP's room, and although she did not do it on purpose, I showed him the contents of the tissue. He said the matter did not look infected and suggested she take one Claratyne tablet each evening; since then she has had to spit into a tissue once; this morning.
In my last post I omitted to mention that the eye specialist found her eye pressures satisfactory at 14 and 16 (well, I think that is what he said) and for her to return for a check-up in 12 months time.
Recently she went through a phase of using the hand held Vax cleaner, bought to help pick up bits of chopped fabric and thread tracked all over the house out of her sewing room and of the kitchen table. Yet she has not been "modifying" or "correcting" bought clothing for several weeks; those items seem to have been thrown out yesterday, along with other unwanted clothing, in a black garbage bag; into a Vinnie's bin. Then there was a phase of scraping carpet at the skirting boards and vacuuming up the fluff. The sewing room has been re-arranged once again. I wonder when the Wild Dog carers will refuse to participate in these exercises. In the last couple of days she is re-arranging the kitchen cupboards (again) and the fridge, the rationale being that she needs to be able to reach things if I'm incapacitated. This drives me almost insane because I prefer to be on auto pilot around the kitchen; reaching for things without having to think where to find items. For instance, the last time I looked, plastic bowls and such were in the saucepan drawer beneath the oven; don't ask me where the pots and pans have gone to. Sometimes she relocates medications as well.
Do you find this Hollywood pagan festival called Xmas depressing? You know, Rudolph, plastic trees etc. etc. (mind you, the earlier Victorian model was little better). And Xmas cards accompanied by travel essays on double sided A4 sheets and mention of unknown recent generations of smart clever children!! Distributed to all and sundry, including wheelchair bound victims and their carers, those who need to plan day trips with disabled toilets in mind. Bah! Humbug!
A fuzzy view of her current medication schedule:
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