Ramblings of the last several months

This started February my life was great.


I was on break from school that morning I woke up fine.. I was chatting with my mom on the phone complained to her about my left artificial knee feeling stiff. By noon my knee was feeling sore was really stiff when I was walking. I laid down with an ice pack --by late afternoon I was unable to walk. I came down stairs in pain I was hardly able to  walk .
Bruce took me to the ER and we ran tests we were really sure what was going on. Septic was the fear of the Dr . I was sent on to another ER they ran more tests sent home with antibiotics and told to call if anything got worse..

That night what should have been a five minute walk from the car to the house was a 20 mn walk. I was unable to move the pain was so bad it made my stomach turn.... giving the antibiotics 3 days the pain was worse  The Dr had me come in--

He drew fluid out of my knee which was a horrible pain-unable to move and was admitted to the hospital. They started strong IV antibiotics--drew lots of blood -- thru the weekend I was informed I had MRSA in both blood stream and knee.. .

I remember feeling so out of it... so sick.. all I could think of was how will this affect my family- praying I wouldn't die again worried about how this will affect them. It was Zach's senior year I was looking forward to spending time at school with him having his last year... and how I didn't want to die and ruin his graduation.

After the weekend the decision was to remove the knee and they put in a cement spacer which had antibiotics in it......from there I went to the nursing home in Tyler for a month.

It was tough on all of us---but my family rallied together and got through that time .

Living in the same nursing home you once worked was an experience . There are a few residents still there from when I worked there and a few staff members. I have to say the staff kept my morale up.. if I needed to cry there was someone to hold my hand... if I needed to laugh someone was there...
But there  were moments too of have to let the aides help with personal cares - needing someone to walk with me to keep me safe from falls. Those moments were tough even tho it was there job I still struggled with it.
 I celebrated my son's 18th birthday ,my birthday and Easter there, it was sad my son told me Mom it doesn't matter were we are just so we can be together.