I have never really been a fan of doctors, not sure why I just don't like them. I very much dislike hospitals but maybe it has something to do with them not seeming like a happy place to me, I'm not sure. All I do know is that in the last year I have spent way too much time at hospitals for a woman who is only 23 years old.
August 2014 I ended up needed a 3-in-1 sinus surgery. I wasn't able to breath through my nose at all which was making me have a constant sore throat due to having a chronic sinus infection for over 8 months it was a necessity at this point. I also had a very bad deviated septum to the point it had blocked of one side of my nose due to a little boy from work head-butting my nose, it's a good thing he was a cute little guy. We tried in July but the hospital messed up so tests and had to have it post-poned to August. Recovery was not as nice as I would have liked it to be due to them having to stick splints up my nose that were longer and bigger around than my middle finger. After about 10 days of constantly throwing up and not being able to keep anything even water down we went back and the doctor took out the wonderful splints which definitely made my eyes water I was finally able to actually eat and drink and not throw it back up. Once the splints were removed recovery wasn't bad. The only thing was my nose was was sensitive and still is to this day a little bit.
January 2015 I went in to have surgery to make it so Levi and I could start a family of our own. This surgery was the most nerve wracking one for me. My sister told me a horror story of someone not being able to have kids after they had the same thing done which kind of freaked me out but I kept trying to be positive about it. Between me being freaked out and my husband loving to research everything we looked up tons of information about the surgery and definitely did I'm sure than our fair share of research for it. Surgery went great from what the doctor told me. He has very high hopes now that we will be able to have the family we have been wanting, or at least that we will be a lot less likely to be miscarrying as much as we were before, I mean there are always going to be the odds of miscarriage but the doctor helped us have faith. Recovery wasn't very fun for this surgery but luckily it wasn't a long recovery just a 2-3 week thing for me to heal up. I am extremely grateful it wasn't a longer recovery cause that would have made work miserable. Sitting up was hard for about the first 2 weeks and I would have to lay down a lot to give myself a little break but man I'm glad that's over.
February 2015 I had to have shoulder surgery to repair my labrum. After waiting 3 years from the first time I dislocated my shoulder it was definitely time to get it fixed. From the MRI pictures my labrum looked like frayed bailing twine or string. I guess after dislocating it so many times and between doing both swing dancing and volleyball all the time it had just ripped my labrum to shreds. If I would move my arm past a certain angle or over my head it would go completely numb. I had to teach myself how to serve and hit left handed and let me tell you that wasn't a very fun time and definitely was not very coordinated or pretty to watch. I tried the cortisone shot which helped with the pain but it never stopped the numbness or tingling feeling I would get when playing sports or even with my nieces and nephews. Finally after a year of Levi trying to talk me into getting surgery to get it fixed I went through with it. I was over the pain I had felt for the last 3 years. I wanted to be able to play volleyball and swing dance without coming home in pain wanting to bawl cause my shoulder hurt so bad. So I had surgery. The doctor and first seemed a little held back on doing the surgery, I think he thought I was being a baby but after surgery at my check up he had done a complete change in his attitude. He was shocked I went as long as I did with my labrum as bad as it was. Going into the surgery he told me I would be wearing a sling for 4-6 weeks and with it being my right shoulder and me being right handed I was hoping for the 4 weeks but when he told me how bad it was and that I had to be in the sling for 6 weeks I wanted to smack him. I agreed to do it though so my shoulder could heal properly. It's been a major struggle to wash my hair, do my hair, eat, and especially to sleep.
Even with how hard and not fun these surgeries have been I'm so glad I did each one of them. I am grateful that I was able to have it done. I got just a little taste of how it is to have a handicap and it made me really learn to love the little things and the big things like having a working body, being able to smell, having two arms that work. I'm beyond grateful for my wonderful cousin Olivia Teichert and the help she was in picking me up after both my surgeries this year and being so helpful with bringing dinner and helping me with my hair and what not. It wouldn't have been near as good without her help.
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