Someone asked for an update here, and I promised I'd give proof of life every few months for those not Instagram or Facebook.
HEALTH:
Medically, the biggest milestone is that I've reached 5 years post second transplant! That's quite a big deal! 5 Years is the most often used milestone used when measuring lung transplant success. As you can see below, Google doesn't paint a good picture when it comes to 5 year lung transplant survival rates:
Had a small celebration last weekend at Black Horse Brewery. However on Monday, a week ago, I started having severe pains on the right hand side of my abdomen. Going all the way up around to my right kidney more or less. I went from work to casualty, waited there for an excruciating 3 hours. Eventually they found what looked like 2 cysts on my right ovary. (You might remember I had a hysterectomy 2 years ago due to pre-cancerous cervical cells, but my ovaries were kept to avoid menopause). I was admitted, seen by my lung specialist, who said my blood tests are all normal, and that he would call my gynae. Her response was that ovarian cysts usually aren't a big deal, he can discharge me with pain meds, but that I should stop by and see her on the way home.
So on Wednesday morning I was discharged at Milpark, and went to see my amazing gynae at WITS Donald Gordon Medical Centre. Her ultra-sound showed a cyst of about 12cm that was bleeding... by this time I'd also started having a temperature, and my white cell count had gone up from the Monday. Not good. She said the ovary was also twisted, and she had to operate asap. So I was booked into ICU at Donald Gordon, with surgery set for 19:00. I was in so much pain i would have volunteered for surgery without anaesthesia at this point. After waiting the whole day I was taken to theatre, given a spinal block (to help with pain when waking up) and general anaesthesia. I woke up just over 2 hours later, luckily with no pain at that point. My gynae showed my some amazingly gross pics of the cyst. It was black and looked something like a kidney. The twisted ovary was also completely dead. My left ovary looked fine so she left that in. To avoid menopause again.
I was discharged on Friday morning, the post op pain only really started on Friday thanks to the pain management in hospital. It's been fairly rough, but this morning it feels a lot better. This is much worse than my hysterectomy, which was laparoscopic. The cyst was too big to remove laparoscopically unfortunately. I'm not allowed to drive for a month, but will start working from home soon. Can my female reproductive organs, or what's left of them, please stop giving me grief now??? I'm sorry I never used you for babies. Now leave me alone.
I've also started using the Dexcom G6 to manage my blood glucose, it's been LIFE CHANGING. My sugar levels have never been this good and I'm super chuffed. I've never really cared much about my diabetes... I've joked with a few CF friends before saying "diabetes is the least of our worries", or "look... CF will kill us way before diabetes does any damage"... but again, I seem to be not dying, and I can't end up with kidney failure or other diabetes complications down the road. So if I'm going to be here for a while still I need to look after all the organs. (Not that I didn't.... but you know what I mean.)
WORK:
I started a new job in May, my first full time job after this transplant. To be honest I didn't expect working a full time office job again, as I didn't expect living this long after the second transplant! Keeping this body going is an expensive task unfortunately! I also started my post-graduate diploma in Financial Planning, which I'll be doing over 2 years. I've passed this year's subjects at least! So that's on track. It's been awesome studying again 16 years after finishing my degree. I didn't know my brain could do this!
TRAVEL:
Arno and I were very fortunate to visit Norway and Sweden in July this year. We stayed with friends in Oslo, and did our own little trips from there. It was truly amazing. We saw Stockholm, Kristiansand, Stavanger and Oslo. This past week's unexpected health drama just makes me realise how special trips like these are, and that healthy times need to be celebrated.
