Happy Wednesday everyone! I know it’s a little unusual for me to be doing a post that isn’t a Wellness Wednesday post, but I’ve been on a little break lately, so I thought I’d just let you know what’s been going on in my little corner of the world and why I haven’t been around your blogs lately.
We’ll return to our normal Wellness Wednesday posts next week.
On St. Patrick’s Day, I got another phone call. You know…. one of the ones you don’t want to get. This time, my aunt was calling to let me know that my Pop (he’s my step-dad, but I consider him my “real” dad) was in the hospital again.
He had just had a heart attack 2 1/2 weeks previously. This time, it was his gallbladder that was causing the problem.
We were in the process of getting ready for church, where I had to teach a Life Group class. It was too late to call anyone to fill in, so I told them I’d leave straight from church and head down. I kissed my Hubby good-bye before we went to our respective classes and as soon as I finished teaching, I headed down to the hospital near my parents’ home.
A gallbladder surgery is usually no big deal, but because he had just had the stent placed and was on blood thinners, my Pop’s case was more complicated. By Monday, it was apparent that he was going to have to risk the surgery, as tests revealed his gallbladder was in really bad shape. Thankfully, he had an outstanding surgeon and came through the surgery well. He finally got to leave the hospital a few days later and is recovering well now.
While I was with my parents, my hubby was holding down the fort at home. We have a seriously ill dog, and he had a specialist appointment that Wednesday. Unfortunately, we still didn’t really know any more about what’s going on with him for sure than we did before he went. even after his having two ultrasounds and fluid drawn off his abdomen.
He had more bloodwork done two weeks ago and we were told that his numbers were way worse than they had been. We had a decision to make regarding whether to do exploratory surgery, a scope, treat with a medication that might help, or just let nature take its course.
We decided to go the treatment option, and he’s still hanging tough, but we’ll know for sure if it’s helping any on Friday when he has his follow-up appointment. We just can’t put him through invasive surgeries, especially at his age. Our major goal is for him not to suffer, to be comfortable, and just be allowed to just be a pup.
Of course we’re hopeful that the treatment will actually work, but in my heart, I really feel it’s probably cancer and that Prednisone isn’t going to help that. We’re just going to love on him and make him as comfortable as possible for as long as possible.
On a more positive note, I did do something productive with my time….
For me, cooking can be a great source of stress relief, so I decided to try my hand at something I hadn’t tried before – making sourdough bread.
I ordered a sourdough starter, and so far, I’ve made waffles, a beautiful loaf of bread, and a spinach/artichoke/chicken flatbread with a sourdough crust. I started working gluten back into my diet at the beginning of the year, and sourdough bread is supposed to be good for your gut, so hopefully, that means I’m not only relieving stress; I’m also doing something good for my health.
…..So anyway, all of that to say, I was out of town, and since I’ve been back, my focus has been elsewhere.
I plan to get busy visiting everyone again now and try to catch up with you all. I hope to find that you’re all doing well!