Fiercely Independent Pam

Tag: Don’t Let the Hard Days Win!

  • Newest Health Update: Guess Where I Ended Up?

    This update is coming from no other than the fifth floor of the south tower at Grand Strand Medical Center- my home away from home! UGH!!

    I was minding my own business, and went about my appointments on Wednesday through Friday. It was a total of 6 appointments. On Friday, I was beyond exhausted and tired of dealing with the headache, eye pain/double vision, and a neck that was getting more stiff by the hour.

    Let’s start with Wednesday. I had 3 appointments planned for a great adventure to MUSC. I am forever grateful for a good friend taking me, but the trip did us both in.

    First up at MUSC was an endocrinology routine appointment. I was touching base about my adrenal Insufficiency, diabetes, and pituitary tumor. I left with lab requests, new insulin scales, and a wait and see with the tumor.

    My second appointment was with pre-op (for a bladder procedure on September 8th)They were very detailed orientated and I met with a nurse, doctor, and anesthesiologist. Feeling beyond confident in their hands for 8/6.

    The third appointment, was an adventure to say the least. I was told when I got there that it was much involved than I thought it would be. A catheter would be inserted by urology, then contrast would fill my bladder and pictures would be taken. I was told that people usually need 2-4 bottles of fluid before needed to void. Well at bottle 7 they decided I was full enough. I wanted to pee so much, but of course nothing would come out beyond a couple of drops. I strained and strained too, but no avail.

    So they allowed me to try to void in the toilet, but that was a limited amount too. They took a ton of pictures and then let me cath myself and took more pics. MyChart would provide an update, but need to wait for input from my urologist.

    Finally it was time to go home and we both enjoyed dinner from Raising Cane’s and were beyond zonked!

    Fast forward to Thursday- a head ct to prepare for my neurosurgeon’s appointment on Friday. This was followed with A LOT of napping/chilling out! I also had an amazing dinner with my 2 “grown up” nieces- it was wonderful!

    Now I am stuck at the hospital again. I never made my appointment on Friday (long story) and tried to find a way to have my neurosurgeon give me some advice about the symptoms I was having. Was told to go directly to the ER and get treatment. UGH!

    Click Here for more information about getting my VP shunt and being diagnosed with IIH and/or Click here for an update about my previous admission.

    I am stuck in a crazy cycle: something is wrong with the shunt, but a lumbar puncture (LP) can’t be done until my blood thinners are out of my system. So, I wait, again! In the meantime, neurology put me on antivirals just in case it is meningitis again (viral not the scary bacterial kind).

    I have wonderful nurses and now I am with my favorite doctor here. As I’ve said before, heath care trauma is real and has a lot of consequences for the patient, provider, and others. It’s easy to dismiss patients when they are “profiled” as almost anything, but having mental health diagnoses makes it even easier to profile a patient and not usually in a positive manner.

    My next update will be after my LP on either Tuesday or Wednesday. Between then and now I will practice my patience and try to keep busy! (which would be a lot easier if I didn’t have a bed alarm!)

    Picture of a laptop with wordpress opened and in the middle of writing a blog and hospital room things in the background (TV and wall charts).
    Current Situation!

  • Finally Progress is Being Made: New Appointments and Staying Home!

    After a long time of being in and out of the hospital since the end April, I finally am feeling more like myself, getting stuff done, and most exciting of all: I finally got an appointment with the dysautonomia specialist (neurologist) at MUSC. It’s not until August 27th, but still that is less than a month away! I have been waiting for his calendar to open up since it was announced that he was starting at MUSC. Major progress milestone!

    I’m really hoping that he has some ideas about what I can do to treat my dysautonomia/POTS/Neurocardiogenic Syncope/Orthostatic Hypotension. Wow, that’s a mouthful! I am trying not to get my hopes up too high in case he brushes me off, but am confident in the care MUSC provides.

    Until then, I am plenty busy with other appointments- both in person and virtual. I am so thankful that I am able to stay organized and on top of my appointments, as it’s a hot mess when I am not on top of them.

    In other news, I am feeling like a master at self-catherization. I have found a catheter that I really like, got them delivered, and can even cath almost blind(without a mirror) while on the toilet. This is so much easier, cleaner, and more independent than cathing on my bed! The true test will be when I am out and about for 3 appointments at MUSC this Wednesday.

    I also received a nice letter from the hospital about the progress of my formal complaint regarding the care I received from 2 different providers at a recent hospital stay (See https://fiercelyindependentpam.com/the-need-for-trust-in-the-medical-world/) for details about that adventure! The hospitalist medical director sent the letter and indicated that an investigation was completed and the providers were “schooled” on what went wrong. I have a call in to the medical director to discuss this further.

    In other worlds of my life, I am excited to help welcome a new Executive Director for my community. I met with her individually on Friday to introduce myself, share what I do with the community, as well as any thoughts and ideas I had. She seemed to understand my concerns and thoughts. This is major progress for our community. I was impressed with her take on the community thus far. I am genuinely praying that she will stay and make our community stronger!

  • 35 Years of ADA: What This Means to Me!

    It boggles my mind when things are actually younger than me. ADA was passed 35 years ago today. A landmarking case that literally changed the course of life quality for people with disabilities. I remember learning much of my knowledge of ADA from my special education courses in college and graduate school. Never in my wildest dreams, would I think that I would need the protection of this act myself.

    I am now an ambulatory wheelchair user. I have a wonderful, but huge, fully equipped power wheelchair. I love it and the special touches I have added to it. It is my main mode of transportation allowing me to go to the grocery store, nail salon, and out to eat (all nearby). I take it on the community bus and it allows me to conserve energy so that I can do everything that I want to do (usually). It came with a learning curve to drive it as well as the huge learning curve of fending for myself in the “wild.”

    I knew, even with the protection of ADA, there were challenges for wheelchair users. I never expected, however how hard it was to get around or even finding a proper handicap assessible bathroom. Curbs and sidewalks can be especially tricky to navigate at times, particularly one I use almost daily that requires me to have to go in the street. Sometimes assessable bathrooms are too small, things are out of reach, or they are used as storage rooms, making them unusable.

    I have a “new set of eyes” when I am out traveling about. I see things that can either be helpful or make things impossible. I now naturally look to find hinderances. It’s hard to not think about this now.

    ADA is about so much more than curb cuts, bathrooms and elevators. It is about empowering people with disabilities to live lives as independent as possible. I enjoy educating others about disability rights, and know this will be even more important when I finally get a service dog and we are out an about. Discrimination is high against service dogs access in some places. I know my patience will be tested.

    Anyway, I am grateful for what ADA has accomplished, but we need to remember this is not the finish line for people with disabilities. More work needs to be done to truly create a more assessable country and hopefully in doing that we will see even more changes around the world.

    As a special education teacher, I chose to fight for my students and make sure they were receiving anything they were entitled to. I no longer work in the field, but will never stop fighting for what is right for people with disabilities- I just never thought I would be fighting for myself.