Showing posts with label Hiatal Hernia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hiatal Hernia. Show all posts

Thursday, 17 August 2017

Friends corner: Ehlers-Danlos Q&A {part 2}

Following on from part one of friends corner: Ehlers-Danlos Q&A, here's part two with some more friends. Enjoy!

Sarah


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I became friends with Sarah around 2003 as we were part of a wider group of friends (scup the dirty AOH grungers, haha) and we later lived together.

I inherited the semi-famous Tubby cat (AKA Tubbz) from her, spent Christmases together (AKA St. Spickets), became godmother to her beautiful son Cian, and later devastated by his untimely passing. We've also been through many a carton of wine, mountains of white tights, bottles of Bucky, buckets of bobble hats and a million different hair colours between us!

Q. How do your illnesses effect pregnancy and child birth?

Wednesday, 1 October 2014

Happy (belated) birthday -Cripple, baby!



Oooh, cannot believe I forgot my own blog's birthday :P -Bad blog mama! On September 6th, my little project was 1 year old.

I began this as a journey through ill-health (Hip dysplasia, nerve... shite, spastic... something or other, GERD, hiatus hernia and Dysaut... dizzy-tomnia... or something something) and diagnosis... And soooo, have had feck all appointments or updates as of yet! (Cheers, Irish health system)... But instead, I've entertained you with my bleak views, boring fur-babies and many, many sarcasmos (It's a word now. Because I said so. Also, why is anyone still reading? I'm bored already, and it's my blog. "GET OFF MY BLOG" -In a Peggy Mitchell voice. Sorry if you aren't in Ireland or UK and don't get the reference), and of course not to mention my cancer diagnosis, treatment and recovery (Cheers, Irish health system -this time without intended sarcasmos).

Bless... They're just adorable at this age...

Tuesday, 14 January 2014

How being sick helped me cope with being sick

I've mentioned this briefly in an earlier post: Being already somewhat ill has helped me cope with the chemotherapy side effects -The ones I've had so far anyway!

Such funzies include:

1. Bone pain
As most of yous will know, either form knowing me or from reading the blog, I get quite a bit of this already from the hip dysplasia  and associated health probz! Pain is a big ball of shite, but having it from birth has built me up a little tolerance.... K, maybe not a tolerance, rather than I'm used to it. The chemo pain is a bit different and tends to cause most the pain in upper back and ribs (rather than upper hip, thigh, knee, arm, upper back and shoulder). Still, as I said, used to it.

2. Fatigue
Pain usually accompanies fatigue and my body is no different. When going through a typical 'bad phase' I tire easily or can't actually get up in the morning. Since starting chemo I've had only a couple of days where I needed to nap and have actually had very hyper, energetic days where I could do loads and still have energy! I'm going to put this down to the steroids which I have to take the first four days after each treatment. So, to summarise, I like steroids.

3. Nausea/ Vomiting
With a hiatal hernia like mine it's no wonder I don't vomit more (yep, that's right, another health thing -don't think I mentioned that before. Falling apart at the seams, I am! ...it's kinda related to the other health issues so lets