Saturday, January 4, 2014
Signs of Depression
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I actually had been very surprised through this whole ordeal that mom had not been depressed. She had been at deaths door more times than I cared to think about over the past year and a half and now she was looking at the very real possibility of losing her leg. During our consult with the surgeon several weeks earlier he had explained that until they actually got inside there was no real way of knowing what the outcome would be; there were several possibilities.
The first (and most ideal) possibility would be that the cultures that had been drawn during that last visit came back free from infection AND there was not too much damage to the bone and tissue,allowing them to do a one stage surgery where they could remove the damaged/infected joint and fit the new one in one surgery. The second (and most probable) option would be that they would have to remove the old joint and insert rods and a spacer, making it impossible for mom to bend her leg until a second surgery could be done to insert the new joint. The third (and least palatable) option would be amputation. No wonder mom was depressed! I, on the other hand, was fighting another emotion.
I understood they had been focused on her back, but I couldn't understand the tunnel vision; the lack of treating the whole person. Over and over again I had said, “Something’s wrong with her knee”, and over and over again I was given ignorant answers by people who were obviously not familiar with Rheumatoid Arthritis; “It’s probably an RA flare” seemed to be the rote answer. I tried again and again to explain how improbable it was that the RA was causing a 25 year old artificial joint to swell like that without an underlying cause; how could metal swell?
The anger was still boiling when I woke early on the 16 th of June, 2013 and begin packing our ever increasing amount of supplies in to the car before waking mom. I wasn't sure I could face another day of mom being so despondent; it was sure to be a long drive.
The next several days were spent enduring moms’ pre-procedure appointments; eating out; visiting; and just enjoying each other’s company. We also took a few extra minutes to visit the Acute Rehab Unit at the hospital after moms’ appointments.
The doctors and therapists in the rehab unit had told mom after her last stay with them that they wouldn't hesitate to take her back when she had her knee surgery; they knew how hard she would work. We wanted to make sure they remembered her and let them know her surgery was scheduled for July 12th. Unfortunately, the day we visited very few of the staff members who had worked with mom were working.
We did manage to talk to one of the aides that remembered mom (although we didn't remember her) and assured us she would let the doctors and nurses know of moms pending surgery. I hadn't gotten a warm, fuzzy feeling from that conversation but I hoped she would at least remember to tell the attending physician that we had been there and when the surgery was scheduled for; then I reminded myself it was in Gods’ hands.
I spent the hours driving home, as well as the weeks leading up to the surgery wondering about The Lords plan; what was yet to come. By now I was well aware that no matter how prepared I thought I was, no matter what I thought might happen, there was no way I could ever understand; I just had to pray. I had to accept and believe that The Lord was guiding us to our destination and understand the road would sometimes be bumpy.
Maybe I should have considered buying an off road vehicle!
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