Archive | October, 2012

First Annual review!

5 Oct

Hello again!

Just a quick update on my second day at Harefield yesterday which I’m delighted to say brought great news πŸ™‚

The nasty tube came out my nose finally about 11am and then it was a usual clinic day. I asked to see Dr Reed who is ‘number 2’ in terms of Doctor hierarchy as I had a few questions I wanted to ask.

She was really pleased with everything, all my blood testes were spot on, with kidney and liver function etc all good. Drug levels were all fine. X ray and CT scan looked good (relieved to hear about the CT scan as this was my first one after the rejection). Lung function was back up to normal which is good but could still do with some improvement in my opinion. I won’t hear about the reflux test for a few days although one poor man in clinic who had his test 2 weeks ago was told yesterday that the probe wasn’t working correctly so he and quite a few other patients have to have the test done again. I really hope that doesn’t happen to me, I will not be a happy bunny!!

I asked about all the side effects I’ve been having and whilst there isnt anything to relieve these, the Dr reassured me that they are all perfectly normal and nothing to worry about.

We discussed my mental struggles at the moment and decided it best that I go back on the low dose of Citalopram. There is no harm in continuing this drug if it makes me feel better. She did say that quite often Transplant patients have an initial almost euphoric period which is followed by quite a low as the reality of everything sinks in, which sounds like what I am experiencing. She did say that I am extremely lucky that I have no memories of the really awful time I went through just before transplant as she thinks I would find things very difficult if I remembered more.

The absolutely best news of all is that I’m allowed to start thinking about holidays now πŸ™‚ obviously I have to make sensible choices and there are certain guidelines to stick to but the world is now my oyster! πŸ™‚ I think the first time that I’m sitting by a pool on holiday, I will then feel I am truly better!

I met some really nice guys at clinic yesterday, GeoffG introduced himself to me as a blog follower which was really nice and he had his transplant just after me and has had similar rejection problems etc as me recently so it was good to compare notes! We then also started chatting to 2 other men who were 17 and 18 years post transplant and looked amazing (despite one of them waiting for a new kidney now). I love meeting people like these, their advice is always invaluable, not to mention inspiring.

So all being well, my next appointment is 14th January… A whole 3 months time πŸ™‚ a new record!

I was finished nice and early and my friend Leanne and Her husband Donald came to pick me up and bring back to their house where I am now staying. For those of you who don’t know, Leanne and I used to be flatmates so it’s like the good old days (just a bit less alcohol and earlier nights!!).

When I think back to this time last year, things were so awful, the next few weeks were without a doubt the worst and looked like they would be the last of my life. I just cannot believe how far I have come in just a year. I am also very aware that this time last year, there was a lovely lady out there walking around who did not know that she was going to save my life. Her family have experienced a very different outcome to me and I will never forget that.

Well, think that’s all for now xxx


Harefield update

3 Oct

Hi everyone,

I’m currently sitting in my room at Harefield Hospital where I’m staying tonight. I’m not on the ward but in the relatives accommodation here which seems better but actually think I would prefer the ward where at least you have the nurses for company! one random observation- they give you a welcome toiletry pack with the basic essentials, soap, shower gel and shower cap, and then a shoe shine kit?! How odd…. I can think of so many other things I might need before that!!

I’m here overnight as I’m having a 24 hour impedance study (which is a tube down your nose into your stomach to measure acid reflux). A lot of people get acid reflux after transplant but some people don’t know it, if left it can damage your lungs which is obviously something we are trying to avoid so Harefield now test all their patients within a year of transplant. I’m staying here overnight so I can get the tube taken out as early as possible tomorrow because as you can imagine, it’s horrid and uncomfortable!

I flew to the UK yesterday and stayed at Jane and Jims last night, got picked up by hospital transport this morning. I had the tube put in about 10am which I won’t describe to you but wasn’t very nice- I’m really not good with my nose and mouth being interfered with anyway but I had a lovely nurse called Anne do it for me, she was the one I always spoke to and saw when I was on the waiting list for my transplant so was nice to catch up with her. She said she really can’t believe the difference in me (always nice to hear!) I had to go for an xray after as that’s how they check the tube is in the right place, of course it wasn’t so I had to go back and she had to push it in further, that means though I don’t have to have an xray tomorrow now in clinic. I’ve also had a CT scan today to review the lungs following my rejection 2 months ago so fingers crossed that looks ok.

I’m now back in my room waiting for tomorrow morning! I have to carry around a little handbag with a machine which the tube is attached to and I have to enter into it when I eat or drink and whether I’m lying or sitting down. I also have to enter any symptoms like a cough or heartburn or pain. It’s important that I eat and drink as normal to make the test accurate but it’s really hard with a big plastic tube down your throat! Swallowing is horrible and so eating is the last thing you feel like doing!

It’s really pathetic because I lived with a nasal gastric tube for about 3 months and although hated it with a passion I did get used to it so you would think having one again wouldn’t be too bad…. It is! Anyway only 24 hours then it can come out and I can scoff a yummy croissant from the canteen and enjoy it πŸ™‚

Tomorrow I will just have a normal clinic appointment, bloods and lung function tests. I’m going to ask to see one of the more senior doctors as have quite a lot of questions I want to ask them this time, especially if (fingers crossed) I won’t be coming back for a few months.

Then tomorrow, I’m quite excited as going to stay with my friend Leanne to look after her until her baby arrives, hopefully next week…. We are planning a week of tea, biscuits and general slobbing and pampering…. It’s going to be great πŸ™‚ don’t have a plan for coming back yet, haven’t booked a flight so will play it by ear but hoping to go via Brighton for a Royle Visit (that’s seeing my sister for those of you who may not get the link!)

I’m not going to lie, the last few weeks have been hard, iv really been struggling off my anti-depressants. Physically, still experiencing side effects but they are reducing now thankfully but I didnt think the pills were necessary as i was so happy so i really didn’t expect to be struggling so much mentally now. I like to think of myself as a fairly tough cookie (just my own opinion) but I’m thoroughly miserable and fragile to say the least at the moment. I’ve been feeling really negative and cry at everything- half the time I don’t even know what I’m upset about! This isn’t me to be like this and I hate it, especially now that it makes me feel guilty because I should be feeling on top of the world having been given my amazing new lungs and my life back. I feel like I’m not making the most of it at the moment. I’m sure it will get better but will be discussing medication with the doctors tomorrow as don’t want to carry on like this.

Last week was the first anniversary of my wonderful Grandma. I can’t believe it has been a whole year since she died. It still feels very unreal and I miss her more than I can tell you, she was such a support to me when I was poorly, it feels so wrong that she hasn’t seen me better but I know how happy she would be and she was always adamant my operation would happen even when others weren’t so sure…. And she was absolutely right πŸ™‚ I visited her plot and we had a nice family meal (with the few of us left in Jersey) to mark the occasion, just wish she could have been there.

The weekend before last I went to my best friend from primary school- Miranda’s wedding. It was such a lovely day and she looked so beautiful. Alex and her are a lovely couple and I will add a sneaky photo when I get back home- because I loved her dress so much, I think it needs to be on my blog πŸ™‚ hope they are having a fab honeymoon xx

Today I saw my transplant co-ordinator Brian and gave him my letter to my donors family. I wrote it a few weeks ago and feel happy to have passed it on now. I hope the family will be pleased to receive it and find some comfort from it. I don’t want it to upset them but I think it’s so important that I try to thank them (words will never be enough) and assure them that I will never forget what they have done for me and also what they have been through. I think most people never receive a reply from the family and I’m fine with that, I’m not even particularly hoping for one- I just want them to know how grateful I am. Brian has checked the letter already and let me know that it’s good to go- they have to check there is nothing upsetting in there or you aren’t giving too much personal information. So I will just have to wait now to see if I get anything back. I think I would like to know a little more about my donor as it feels wrong not knowing anything about them, but not sure how much. I think the more you know, the more real the situation becomes and its harder to get your head around everything. I will just take it as it comes I think.

I saw the foot doctor in Jersey on Monday to finally get my delightful ingrowing toe nails sorted out…. He agreed that it needs sorting, particularly given the infection risk of me being immunosuppressed. He will just do the worst foot first and see how we go. He isn’t happy to do under a general anaesthetic unfortunately so I will have to be awake and brave…. Again not something I’m looking forward to- mainly because my feet are still half numb and I can’t bear to even touch them myself, let alone anyone else, hopefully when they put local anaesthetic in my foot, I won’t mind…. Otherwise hope I don’t kick the doctor in the face or something!! He suggested taking the entire toe nail off but I didn’t like the sound of that- how on earth would you paint your toe nails properly in the summer- that would look very odd! I’ve opted for the smaller operation of leaving some nail…. Priorities and all that! πŸ™‚

Not sure there is any other news really… So for now I will go back to feeling sorry for myself in this sauna of a room, honestly I’ve never know such effective heating!! It’s funny to think this is where mum and phil spent all their time when I was in hospital…. I hadn’t been in this part before so interesting to see….

Love Kerry xxx