Life of recovering…

Right now I feel I am ready to start reclaiming my life…

  • I want to be around for Seb when he needs someone to hurry him up in the morning, take him to school, big gym, swimming and cheer him on in his activities, play outside in the snow
  • I want to throw a ball and run down the hill with Monty (perhaps not up again though)
  • I want to go to sleep without being paranoid of pulling feeding tubes out of my arm
  • I want to sit down at the table and not feel queasy at the sight of food
  • I want to pick up my camera and use it without hurting my arm
  • I want to go the movies with Garnet
  • I want to pick up heavy stuff
  • I want to get through a day without being shattered
  • I want to go in a coffee shop and have something milky
  • I want to have a shower without wrapping my arm in plastic
  • I want to cook some potato – there has been a worrying lack of potato-related dishes in this house in the past month
  • and so on ad infinitum…

Unfortunately there are more tests and appointments to get through before I am in the clear and can start reclaiming my life. So until there are firm answers I am still having to attach myself to a bag of food-replacement every night.

On the plus side, I am making small steps (but huge in my world). My first liquid, my first hot drink, reading a bedtime story to the boy, driving the car.

My mouth has just gone into sensory overload – a squeeze of lemon in a glass of ice-water did it. The wonderful freshness of it has made my taste buds wake up after a month and is ridding my mouth of the horrible, tinny taste of nothingness and the muted flavors of metallic ice-chips and unsatisfying herbal teas.

But, really a month?

10 thoughts on “Life of recovering…

  1. John Monaghan

    I suppose any progress haas to be incremental but you are sounding a lot more like yourself. Best wishes to you all.

    Still mourning Scotland’s thrashing by England at Twickenham last Saturday.

    Reply
  2. Bernadette

    Lemon – yuke is what my 2 kids would say!
    Small steps indeed. Look forward to reading about the next taste sensations you have.

    Reply
  3. Caroline

    Bless, must be so incredibly frustrating for you, I can only begin to imagine. Hope the small steps start to increase in number and turn into bigger steps over the coming weeks. Thinking of you. Xxx

    Reply
  4. Jana

    Emma, good luck with your upcoming tests, and I hope you get some answers! Wishing you many, many more small (and big!) steps toward restoring your health and happiness.

    Reply
    1. emma Post author

      Thanks Jana – I will definitely know more by the end of this coming week – very happily I was able to eat scrambled egg today!

      Reply
  5. Lori Brook

    Emma,
    Sounds like you are coming along slowly but surely. I am sure that you would love to have some warmer weather to go along with your recuperating too. I sure know that I would. The pic line is a pain I am sure as Will had one when he broke his leg and had infections. I thought he would never get rid of that thing. Eventually it will all return to normal. Hang in there!

    Reply
    1. emma Post author

      I can’t wait to get the picc line out – Garnet keeps thinking it’s my camera going off! How long did Will have his for??

      Reply

Looking forward to reading your comments!