Friday, May 18, 2012
We are back to seeing the Mayo people every two weeks. We go next week for his checkup. We are hoping they will let him go to just once a month since he lives with an anal-retentive nurse that watches him like a hawk. Keep you fingers crossed.
Last week, he had his 3 month anniversary testing. One of the tests consisted of him seeeing how many times he could walk up and down the hall in six minutes. I can't wait to see how much they charge for that!
My previous employer, who I get Cobra through, decided to change insurance companies. We current;y have Aetna, and will be going to United Healthcare. I almost had a heart attack because Mayo wasn't contracted with UHC....until recently - whew. I was having visions of transfaerring care to UMC in Tucson :( For only two months - because that's when Cobra coverage runs out. My children and I will be testing the fates and going without insurance for 6 months so we can then get insured through the state's high risk insurance pool. Carlos will have medicare kicking in the day after the cobra expires so thank god for that.
That's about it for today.
What you see in this picture below is the dressing, with the driveline coming out of it, and going to the bag. This is what attaches the pump inside his chest to the computer and batteries outside, in the bag.
Here, you see the driveline exit wound. He has healed very well and remained infection free for the last 3+ months since having this placed. The driveline is made with some sort of fancy material that allows the skin to actually grow onto it!
Friday, May 4, 2012
Yep, that's me. Just feeling mad at the world in general. I'm not going to go into it here so as not to offend people that may read this. Because some of those people are who come to mind.
I'm not sure what's up with these feelings. I go along all fine and dandy then just get hit with a bunch of emotions that feels like getting hit with a shovel in the face. I don't like it, don't like feeling the way I do. I'm not the one that has the LVAD. I'm not the one that's sick. So then I feel guilty. Vicious stuff.
And I'm pissed off that my last blog post, done on my tablet with pictures isn't uploading nor can I open it to copy and paste. So there's a blog post floating out there, that I'm determined to get back and uploaded.