Ingrown Pains
It was so damn painful sorry for my french .. damn it that i could tolerate anymore. At times i do cry myself to sleep cause the pain just wont go away.. how i wish this was all a dream..
Yeah yeah… to much for the dramatic intro.. Im actually talking bout my bothersome Ingrown Toenail.. hehe.. I am like the rest of the female species love a good pedicure only that i do it myself why? Because i have a paranoia that my toes would get injured during the process and i hate the thought that the manikurista will use the same set of tools that was previously used to other customers. Only if they will my set of tools but if not forget it.
So as my pregnancy progressed i also had difficulty in doing my pedicure it was hard to bend down and reach for my toes. So in short i neglected my toes for some time and also after giving birth it was also again hard to bend since i undergo CS and was in pain most of the time.
Neglect would be the perfect word to sum up why i had ingrown on my right toes. But then again there are several factors also that contributes to it such as wearing shoes that crowd your toenails, cutting your toenails too short or not straight across ,injury to your toenail and unusually curved toenails .
At first it was tolerable i said to myself ill try to do the pedicure myself but the pain was excurciating that everytime i try i end up doing nothing but scream in pain.And then i observed that it was swollen and when i accidentally bumped it pus came out.So was scared that it could get worst. Then i asked my mom she told me my choices are either i go to a manikurista or to a doctor… So i choose the latter i would not risk going through the pain and get infected if ever. I ask my mom to talk with any surgery resident who can do my nails.And after consulting one i had been scheduled for minor surgery Aug.4′09 @ 9am. First i had to take antibiotics for a week prior to the procedure for the inflammation to subside. The doctor who would perform the procedure was one of my greatest crush so just imagine the shame i had to go through hahahah. i then talked with with my doctor and he explained to me what was to be done he said he will be doing wedge excision of the medial right ingrown.My mom was even teasing me that i cannot complain nor shout in pain during the procedure.
Came Aug.4 with all my guts i went to the hospital i made sure i was ready emotionally hahah.. The nurses @ the Day Surgery greeted me and was already telling scary stuffs bout the procedure i just laugh it off with them but deep inside i am so scared already.8:30 i change to my OR gown..8:45 they bleeped Dr.Shomimi.. 8:55 Dr.Shomimi came , scrub and i was wheeled to the OR room.
Exactly 9am he started he was teasing me if i am scared to which i replied,” Of course not” and smiled @ him. After being scrubbed and my right foot was draped with sterile sheet Dr.shomimi administered the anesthesia 2% lidocaine 8cc total. Did i scream if you wanna know? Surely! to the top of my lungs it was soooooo painful! My husband even told me that he heard me scream from outside the day Surgery unit. But after the anesthesia was administered my toes were numbed and i didn’t feel a thing. What he did was he cut a portion of my nail and stitch .
The nurses said the pain would come when the anesthesia wears off, but to my surprise the pain was tolerable and i felt more relief than pain. maybe because I’ve tolerated the ingrown pain for quite sometime now that even post op pain didn’t bother me anymore.
After i did the initial dressing and seeing my toes fort the first time after removing the dressing im just happy and thankful that its all over now. After it completely heals i could wear thong sandals again! Yey!
Moral of the story: Have a regular pedicure!
DIET KUNO!
I was planning to buy this cute silk kimono inspired blouse I saw @ Debenhams last Sunday but I had second thoughs since it was quite costly and of course the thing was im kinda doubtful if it will fit just right. I gained a lot these past few months from the original weight I had last January. Honestly it was quite deppressing since I was planning to lose some weight but instead a gained more. The worst part is I cant help but feel so uncomfortable everytime I look at myself in the mirror, as if Im staring at this ugly big fat unhappy lady.(sigh)
I did try to lose weight like a week or so of no rice at all only light snacks. And I did lose like 2kg the most, then comes the part that I reward myself. You see I follow the REWARD SYSTEM like for any goal I achieve I have to reward myself, its like a pat on the back for a job well done hehehe.. In my dieting course its for the KILOS I lose.. The reward means a sumptious dinner or snack only that the dinner or snack does not mean one time of course it has a repeat . And all the weight I lose comes back once more, only that sometimes it doubles the original weight I actually lose.
Also in between I find it hard to avoid good food.And my definition of good food is quite a list, its actually compose of foods that most diet Guru’s would advice anyone dieting to stay away from. But hey im just being realistic I love good food be it healthy or not.
One friend of mine adviced me that a succesful diet must have a set goal and time plan, like one should have a target weight to achieve and a time frame for it. I guess its was what I lack im my previous attempts. I lose weight without direction and time frame.Also that it should have the right motivation. Yeah I think I don’t have the right motivation for it. And also it must be in BLACK & WHITE – it should be put to writing.
So here it goes ….
MOTIVATION: to fit in a size 10 dress, to look good for myself and my other half.
GOAL : To lose 5kg
TIMEFRAME : 5 months
And so once again I’m back on track only that this time I hope to achieve my target weight. Im quite confident that ill do so that is if I don’t get pregnant in the process.
Random thoughts!
The other day I wanted to go out since it was the only time I was free to do some grocery. I then asked arvin if I could go out shopping he then agreed only that he said he cannot bring me to the hospital he wants to sleep since he is still going for night duty. So i then called kuya noel to drive me off to the hospital so I could join the shopping bus, but his phone was out of reach… Option no#1, i was thinking of going alone to the hospital since its just three blocks away from our house, but its almost 7pm and its quiet dark outside. And if my husband finds out I went out alone he’ll surely get mad and a lot of blah blah will follow hahaha.. If this is not saudi arabia no problem I could go out alone whenever I feel like even if it means travelling alone but here we could never take chances. So my second option was to wake him up and ask him to bring me to the hospital.. I was just about to do that but looking at him sleeping I could not afford to just wake him up so I just confined myself in front of the computer browsing through the net.
8:15pm arvin woke up he then ask me why am I still at home I then told him the reason, so he got up and told me to dress up he said he’ll bring me to the hospital, I then told him not to anyway I said it will be difficult for him to sleep again . But he insisted , he then told me he wants me to go out. I know it will be difficult for him to sleep again , I felt so bad knowing that he would lack sleep and he will still go for night duty..
So upon reaching the hospital I called him I said thank you and sorry if I disturbed his sleep, but as always my husband just replied its nothing as long as its makes me happy.. With those words I really felt so guilty and at the same time felt so fortunate.You see my husband is so like that he goes out of his way even if it means he will be sacrificing things for me. And I just feel so blessed having someone to care for my needs in such ways. Though some of you might think hey whats the big deal with it .. For me little things does matter, in my husbands case he values his sleep so much, meaning if he is deprived of it he finds it difficult to function well specially he will still go for night duty alone . ALONE meaning to say he will be the only Respiratory therapist to attend to all ventilated patients in NICU,MICU,SICU,PICU as well as to attend CODES in the whole hospital if there will be any. You could just imagine how exhausted he will be after duty. So I really appreciate what he did for me that night.
So before going home i though of buying him something to eat that night, i then pass by Hardees and bought his fave burger.. Of course he was so much happy with that burger, but i know it was not enough for what he had done for me..
Thoughts on RTA’s
Finally after a week of non-stop evening duty its my off.. Its not that I don’t usually work seven days straight but this week was so tiring cause it’s the holy month and the busiest for the hospital.. with all the RTA’s left and right so non-stop admission. Just after one patient is extubated they are then immediately shifted to the wards and as expected one RTA is already waiting to be admitted..And as if there is never ending supply of RTA patients, we get calls from ER placing their reservation for any vacant beds. And mind you they are all so young age ranges from 17-25. And they usually get admitted early am..
And at their young ages their lives get wasted some are able to GRADUATE (as we address em’) from ICU but some are not as lucky. Relatives all lined up to comfort the parents, fathers try to hide their anguish, & the mothers weeping under that thick black veil covering their faces..So sad it seem but like a cycle my question is why it doesn’t stop?Are they not learning from one another and as if there is a pattern to it..
That’s life! As they say but if only they could learn from each others experiences then at least these cases census will be lessened. And only if they value their life a bit more than they actually do. When these kids or shall i say young adults are on the road they’re driving like crazy, not minding if they hit something or they get hit. Sometimes seeing them on the road i cant help but think oopppsss be careful you might be another RTA census of kfhu!
They never really learn!
busy!
I wanted to log on to my wordpress account but the thing was i was just so busy at work that i didn’t have time at all..or if not so lazy to do so.. My day starts and ends with me thinking bout work work work.. And going home i all i wanted to was to have that hot shower followed by a cup of hot tea then finally off to bed.
There was even a day that for 8 straight hours i was not able to eat nor to leave my patients side we are so under-staff that everybody is just so busy minding their own work even my charge nurse who was suppose not to handle any patient was already handling one ..Though it was the lightest but still she has to help us and run errands for us.. So just imagine how i long to go home and just sleep..
And as i opened ny other accounts i was already with so much unopened mails .. What to do hey thats life!
THOUGHTS ON MOTHERS DAY!
May 11 is mothers day and like all mothers day i’ve spent here in KSA it definitely a time of bonding with my family.. And most probably i could say that if i were to look back those mothers day i spent here were most memorable.
Me and my mom have been separated for bout’ 20 years of mother’s day.. Of course due to the fact that she is working abroad .So in short me and my siblings were deprived of having at least a moment of quality to share with her on that said day.. So i made it to a point that every mothers day ill make it ever special than the previous..
First mothers day here was 2005 i bought her a dozen roses made sure that she carries it from her workplace ER going home.She was ashamed of course telling me that i should have bought food instead but seeing the smile in her face i knew i made a statement.. 2006 we had a nice dinner @ Chili’s though it was quite simple but she requested for it and seeing her happy and full with that sumptuous dinner we had was enough for me and of course we dropped by her favorite gold store then i ask her to buy anything she wants of course my mom wont leave the place without buying anything haha.. 2007 it was the year that we – me and my husband formally ask her permission to get married she was so shocked that she almost left the place where we had dinner but i got hold of her hand and pleaded to what we had to say.. so she listened and gave us her blessings.. that night when we got home she embraced me tight and kissed me on the forehead whispered that she loves me so much it made me cry though i didn’t show it to her i was just happy that night..
This year it’ll be better cause the previous years it was just me, my brother den,and my husband but now we will be joined by allo dens other half so it will be fun having dinner once more and she is in for another surprise haha!for now let it be our secret ill reveal with my upcoming blogs!
Happy mothers day to all!
JOb Well Done.
Twas a sudden notice two days back i checked my schedule for JUMADA 1 then i saw my name with the SICU schedule.. it was a sigh of relief on my part coz i was originally from SICU( surgical ICU) then i was transferred to MICU( medical ICU) to swap with another staff who was pregnant @ that time. So for almost half year now i was used to the routine there in MICU. I was expecting to be transferred back to SICU at least by august or september and not this early.. So i had mixed feelings – gladness coz i will be with my SICU family ate pam, ate vangie, ma’m claire,tita che,noura,mana,rasha etc not to mention the surgeons & anesthesia doctors who are more than glad to have me back.. But i was also sad coz ill be missing the company of sir lito ,tita marlyn, ate jovy and the indian staff who mostly dominate MICU staffs also Dr.afrah who was so patient with us with a few tantrums of course hehehe..
So back to SICU i went..my first assignment was the post CABG patient in Bed F.. Which i feel I’ll be handling for sometime since the patient is undergoing prisma .. The patient is having renal failure and needs to be dialyse only that we cannot bring her down she is that unstable to be brought down to HD unit..Good thing though at least the patient would not leave her room and free from stress of transportation from one unit to another for every session of her dialysis..but on our part as caregivers it sure is tough!! As i was doing my routines 11p-7am it was backbreaking prisma plus morning care is tough mama is so bloated and really heavy so three person needs to render am care for her. And of course i had to carry out orders, do extractions, monitoring etc so you could just imagine how i look like after an 8hour duty.. My only prayers is her conditions to improve, not just her vitals signs to stabilize but to really graduate from ICU and live life as it was before. That i guess would be the best reward any nurse could hope for.To see our former patients living life as if nothing happened at all.At least we could say it was a job well done!
Just Another day!
Yesterday i went out with arvin and a couple of friends to Dharan mall.. Arvin bought 2Nd hand bose speakers from one of his colleague’s who happens to sell it around 80% off from its original price..So he wanted a new dvd player to go with it..I was planning to go out saturday so at least it wont be that crowded but he couldn’t wait for another more day. i was thinking that here goes arvin again maybe this will be one pricey item, but to my surprise it wasnt.He bought a dvd player with usb port @ 129sr considering its specs. it was indeed quiet a steal! but my only concerns are for how long could we use hey.. its so cheap and i never heard the brand before ! But who knows great stuffs comes in cheap packages hehehehe!
After we that we had dinner with ate abby and her family plus sir rex’s family also..Prior to that dinner i was really yearning for carbonara and seafood pizza, good thing they decided to eat @ Pizza company at least i was able to eat just what i wanted!!
But afterwards had to rush in for duty we went home around 10pm so quickly i had to dress up and prepare .Gosh upon arriving @ icu i was greeted with my very agitated patient a case of neuroleptic malignant disease.They extubated him AM shift and from then on was only on v-mask.. He was restless valium did’nt do him any good.. I was fixing him up every now and then trying to secure his restraints but he manages to remove it he is that strong! At last 5am after our abg his CO2 was way up high and suddenly he became unresponsive with HR of 55 from his usual of 130’s..So they decided to electively intubate the poor guy! Only after that i was able attend to my other patient..
Going home my knees were shaking i was very tired that i had to apply some chinese balm on my knee!
i hate morning duty!
Iam a night person meaning to say i wake up late and sleep early am. And if wake up early im not in my usual self , most probably you’ll see me with that blank look on my face.
My moods picks up late in the afternoon, like if my duty starts at 7am expect that ill be absent minded for the first half of my duty which is from 7am till 12noon then onward ill be more alert.Thats why when im on 7-3shift i usually double check everything i do from the medications i give to the doctors order i carry out. During our rounds with the consultant i try to pinch myself hard , so ill feel the pain and probably wake up haha.. Or else my mind starts to wander on thin air .The long discussion and lectures sometimes makes me more sleeply. Most of the time i hide myself with mask so they won’t see me everytime i yawn, good thing that their culture here in KSA allows females to cover their face. And during procedures like bedside tracheostomy, bronchoscopy, endoscopy, central lines etc.. i try to load my self with a cup of coffee just to perk up stay alert.
The only nice thing with AM shift is you get to listen with the doctors discussions and lectures its almost the same as attending a paid symposium or lectures being given by consultants the only difference is its informal. Another advantage is going home at 3pm means having time to do a lot of things only that if you had a very busy day you’ll end up sleeping till the next morning.
