My Christmas wish list is a little different this year. What I really want for Christmas can’t be wrapped and placed under the tree. Christmas is a time for families to gather, often over a celebratory meal and the traditions like gift giving. In Australia it is one of the main celebrations of the year. Even if you don’t identify as Christian, most families gather together.
Most mothers take on the role of organising many of the Christmas traditions such as buying the gifts and preparing the food. It can be a busy time leading up to the day as mothers tend to take on the extra tasks so that Christmas can be a happy time for their family.
Every family has its own traditions for this time, whether it is watching the Carols by Candlelight, eating roast turkey, or going to Midnight Mass. There is often food that she traditionally cooks every year because it is someone’s favourite.
Every year there are a few things that I always cook. My son loves turkey, but it has to be one specific turkey that I cook. I was a single mother during their teens, and my budget didn’t stretch to buying a whole turkey. I cooked a rolled turkey thigh that was frozen – it was pretty grim. Even though I could now cook a whole turkey, my son insists on that awful rolled turkey thigh! Every year we laugh about it, but that is what I still cook for him!
My Christmas Wish List
As another Christmas looms, I have put some thought into the gifts on my wishlist. This year’s Christmas is sure to be extra special as most of us will be pleased to see the end of this very trying year. These are the gifts I would love:
My family to be united to celebrate Christmas
Security and safety for my family
Good health – everyone remains Covid free, with the prospect of a vaccine soon
My sons are happy with life and both stay employed in jobs that they enjoy
Our country remains free of natural disasters
Our leaders keep our country safe and our economy strong
We are free to travel and enjoy our freedom again
Peace and serenity, gratitude for all that we are blessed with
I am optimistic that I will receive all the gifts on my wishlist this Christmas. Wouldn’t it be a lovely celebration if we could all receive them? It wasn’t that long ago that we took most of this for granted, but after this year I don’t take anything for granted anymore.
The Gift I Most Desire
Time with my family is even more precious now, as both sons moved out leaving us empty nesters. The border was closed for most of the year meaning that I couldn’t see my family in New South Wales. Our family has had many health issues, not from Covid, but from cancer and other issues.
This year the emphasis won’t be on material gifts, it will be on celebrating together as a family. One of my brothers will be here, which will be lovely.
My other brother has sadly distanced himself from the rest of the family after our father passed away. It’s such a shame as dad’s dying wish was for all of us to be united as a family. The situation seems insurmountable as he refuses all attempts of reconciliation.
It may be the last year we spend with my mother-in-law too, as she has reached the palliative stage of lung cancer. We will treasure every moment we have with her.
This Christmas Will Be Different
This Christmas has taken on a different meaning for all of us. We now don’t take for granted that we can cross the state border, or gather together as a family group. Our health has been our focus and we no longer take that for granted either. It will be a relief that we made it through one of the most challenging years any of us has ever seen.
I am so grateful for a Christmas celebration with the most precious thing, my family.
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This year I’ve noticed many more people talking about how they’re feeling demotivated, distressed, fed-up and down in the dumps. Many people have begun to let their healthy diet and exercise routines slide, and their waistline expand. The affects of the global pandemic on our well-being are really starting to become apparent as it drags on with no end in sight. The uncertainty, isolation and risks to our health and lifestyle are all factors in causing this decrease in our state of well-being.
Our well-being won’t just miraculously improve if we don’t make an effort to change our routines. We have to work at it because it’s all too easy to be lazy and get into bad habits. Frequently people get into a rut and can’t see any end to their current situation. It’s as if a black cloud is over their head. A few down days can lead to depression.
Clinical depression needs to be treated by health care professionals such as psychologists and medical doctors. (I am not a trained professional in these fields. Please refer to my disclaimer. This article should be used for informational purposes only). I’m not talking about depression in this article, rather the low mood that many of us are experiencing due to the current pandemic. If your mood has not improved after a few weeks, please seek professional help.
I’ve had to be proactive and work at maintaining my mental health. My tendency to shut down and go into a shell, wallowing in misery, didn’t work for me in the past. Over time I’ve found there are activities I can do to improve my mood.
How to Use All 5 Senses to Improve Your Well-being When Life Is Getting You Down
You can use all five senses to improve your mood and your well-being. For example, who can deny that the fresh whiff of coffee in the morning doesn’t immediately heighten your sense of smell? Or that a warm hug from someone you love doesn’t make you feel calmer and happier? I am a very sensory person, and I’ve found the following have helped:
TOUCH: I had a massage. I normally have a remedial full body massage but I still can’t lie on my front so I had a sitting massage instead. To make the most of it I used deep breathing techniques to relax my muscles. These tiny Thai masseurs are so strong, you feel like you’ve done 3 rounds with a sumo wrestler! But it works.
SOUND: Listening to uplifting music. I was born in the 60s so I love 70s and 80s music. I can sing as loud as I like to my favourite hits and it’s always a mood booster.
SMELL: A splash of my favourite perfume lifts my spirits. I don’t save my scent for special occasions. I use it daily because it makes me feel better to smell nice. Using scented candles and reed diffusers has also helped.
SIGHT: Taking time to watch the sunset, or admire a beautiful scene is uplifting. While I’m out walking my dog every day I take time to look at my surroundings. I’m lucky to live where I have lovely parks and waterways nearby. My dog’s a social butterfly so we end up meeting lots of dogs and their owners. It’s nice to say hello or stop and chat if they’re up for it.
TASTE: I’ve done lots of cooking. It’s starting to show as the weight’s starting to creep up. Only 1kg but since I lost 17kg last year I’m very wary of gaining any weight. So I’ve gone back to basics and getting back on a healthy diet. It’s easy to grab convenience food when you’re feeling low, but taking the effort to prepare fresh food will boost your mood. Eating lots of fruit and vegetables, quality protein and healthy fats will make you feel more energised.
Other Ways I’m Boosting My Mood
Sometimes we have to push ourselves to be proactive in improving our well-being. I know what depression is like and it’s easy for me to slide into that state of mind. Rather than just allowing myself to stay in a rut, I push myself to do activities that I know will boost my mood.
I credit my improved sense of well-being to the following:
Putting a bit of make-up on every day. Then I don’t feel so daggy.
I’ve had a couple of phone sessions with a counsellor. Getting the perspective of an impartial person about my long recovery time has really helped. My takeaway from the sessions – I’ve been looking after everyone else for the last 30 plus years so it’s time to look after myself. And let others look after me (which I find hard to do).
I’ve been spending time socialising. My nature is an introverted homebody so I tend to stay home where I’m in my comfort zone. I know that the most uplifting activity for me is having meaningful conversations with people. So I make an effort to meet someone to talk over coffee or a meal. Phoning them is the next best thing. It improves my well-being so much.
I’ve been de-cluttering and tidying. Just one area of the house at a time. There’s nothing better than a good cleanout! I can’t do too much housework because it increases the pain and swelling, so I just do a little bit every day.
I’ve been spending time in my garden every day. Spring is upon us in Australia and the spring growth has begun. It’s been a very long winter because time has dragged by for me and I’m really looking forward to warmer weather. We’re lucky to have a pond with fountains in our garden. The sound of cascading water is music to my soul.
What ways do you use to improve your well-being? Share them here so others can benefit.
Just a head’s up, I saw my surgeon a couple of days ago, and because my swelling and pain are ongoing he’s going to operate again on Monday. I’ll be in hospital for a few days and have a drain for a few weeks. While I’m in hospital I won’t be allowed visitors which will be horrible. Not having the support of my family will be really hard but I know this is necessary to assist my healing and prevent further complications.
Because of this, I may be a bit inconsistent with my blog for the next few weeks.
Who could have predicted how 2020 would pan out? This has been my most unpredictable year to date, and that’s saying something. It feels like the rug’s been pulled out from under me, and I’m not alone in feeling that way. It has been an unpredictable year for many reasons, both personal and external. Change and uncertainty can add to the emotional burden of the other world events such as the pandemic.
“Life is What Happens To Us When We’re Making Other Plans”
Allen Saunders, 1957
At the dawn of the New Year I wrote a post Don’t Hold Back. Full of optimism and excitement for the year ahead, I planned to learn new skills and apply for positions that would take my career into a new direction. My older son, inspired by my enthusiasm, planned to travel and push his music career to new levels. We often talk about how our year has not panned out in the way we planned it.
My son had to put his music on hold while we were in lockdown – he couldn’t drive to Brisbane to practice with his band, and gigs were cancelled for months while venues were closed. He was extremely frustrated – musicians need to perform. When their creativity is put on hold a major part of themselves is affected. Travel is also out of the question.
Changes in the Family Home
The first shock of the year came when my other son decided to move out. The Half Empty Nest is the post I wrote at the time when I was going through a grieving process as I came to terms with it. As it turns out, I’ve coped very well with my son moving out and very soon my other son is leaving too, then I’ll be an empty nester for the first time in 28 years! It’s wonderful to see my sons “adulting” – they need to move out for their own personal growth.
BRCA2 and its Impact on my Health
The next shock, in February, was my diagnosis of a genetic mutation, BRCA2, which increases my risk of cancer. At the beginning of this year I would not have believed that I would have four operations, two of them to fix complications from the other two, and that I would have most of this year off work. My recovery has been prolonged, and at this stage I’m looking at even more time off work.
As a Registered Nurse in a busy surgical ward, I am unable to return until I can complete my role 100%, including performing CPR and patient handling. The loss of that role has been extremely upsetting to me. I’ve been a nurse for over 30 years and it’s part of my identity. It’s taking me a while to come to terms with that. The impact of the surgeries and complications has also taken a toll. My body is different now, and I have new issues to deal with that will remain with me for life.
March saw the Pandemic drive us all into lockdown. I doubt if anyone in the world has not been affected in some way from Covid-19. I’ve been isolated from some of my family since then, and unable to spend time with some of my closest loved ones. Not being able to travel to be with family during life-changing events like a death in the family, has taken its toll on many of us.
I’ve now been at home recovering since mid-May, and had time off prior to that for my first operation. The only positive is that I’ve been able to spend time on my blog, and work on my website to get it the way I want. I really don’t know how I would have coped without this to do. I would have gone crazy with boredom!
New Home for Midlifestylist
In the last two weeks I have moved my website from WordPress.com to a different platform. I’ve been busy trying to get my website back up and functioning. In the transfer process the last seven blog posts did not migrate to the new host, so I’ve been republishing them. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel now.
I am so glad I took the plunge and transferred my website. The potential is amazing – I have lots of ideas on which direction I want to take Midlifestylist, so watch this space!
Ongoing Health Issues and the Emotional Toll
In order to cope with massive life changing events and my health issues, my ability to cope emotionally has been under strain. I’m not coping as well as I was a few weeks ago when I thought that my life would be back to normal by now. I reached out and I’m going to talk to a counselor to help me to adjust.
I don’t think there’s any shame in admitting that you need counseling. When your sleep is getting affected, and you’re crying at the drop of a hat, it’s time. I’ll be looking into other ways to assist as well, like meditation and mindfulness. Being proactive with your mental health is a sign of strength, not weakness.
I hope this resonates with some of my readers, and they find comfort in the fact that they are not alone in feeling stressed by the unpredictable events of this year. Our ability to cope with all that 2020 has given us has been pushed to the limit. Seek help if you’re not coping. Don’t struggle through on your own.
It’s five weeks since my bilateral mastectomies and in that time there have been triumphs and setbacks. I’ve been trying to stay positive even though things have not gone as planned, and my recovery has been slow. I’ve been filling my time to help deal with my recovery time at home.
First the triumphs:
Midlifestylist is now officially a business! I registered the business name on the Australian Business Register and applied for an ABN (Australian Business Number). It’s exciting to see my business name on official documents. I first thought of the name seven years ago and bought a domain name but didn’t officially start my blog until October 2019. If I start earning money through my website I’ll need to pay tax so I thought it would be worth registering the name officially.
My husband and I baked bread for the first time. He did all the mixing and kneading because I’m still not able to do anything strenuous. We ate 3/4 of the loaf with some homemade vegetable soup because it was so moreish. We have a bread-maker on order but it won’t come until July. It looks like everyone else had the same idea when there were shortages of everything in the shops.
Our vegetable garden is thriving and we’re already eating produce from it. Every year it improves because with trial and error we’re finding the best ways to do things. The weather has been perfect for growing too with lovely sunny days and plenty of rain. Winter really is the perfect time of the year in Queensland.
I’ve been collaborating with other bloggers on some projects which are new and exciting. One of the best things about blogging is the community of like-minded individuals that you meet online. Reading their blogs gives you another perspective as well.
Now the setbacks:
I still have a lot of swelling and the wound is taking a long time to heal because of the massive post-op bleed I had on the left side. I had to have another course of antibiotics and I’ve been very restricted in what I’m allowed to do. I’m supposed to start back at work on Monday but I’m not up to that because nursing is a very active job and I’m not allowed to lift anything or do strenuous work yet. I was referred to a haematologist to try to get to the bottom of why I bled so much. It may be genetic because I’ve had a few other instances in my life of unexplained bleeding. There have been days when it all gets too much and I’ll be very down in the dumps and cry, but I’m able to bounce back and am in a positive frame of mind most of the time. I’ve had a lot of support so that definitely helps.
Because my mobility has been restricted I’ve been very tired at times. The worst week was when my husband went back to work after looking after me for 3 weeks. I wasn’t allowed to drive so was catching the bus and tram which meant catching 2 buses to get to my doctors’ appointments and 2 home, plus walking. I can drive short distances now and that’s been a huge improvement. We hired dog walkers so that my dog didn’t miss out on his walk and now that I can drive I can take him to a dog park where I can park so close that he can jump out of the car and go straight onto the off-leash area so I don’t have to hold his lead. He’s a big boy and at the moment I’m not up to him pulling on his lead.
The Pandemic and Social Distancing
The social distancing laws are gradually easing in Australia which is a big relief. The border between Queensland and New South Wales will open in a couple of weeks so I’ll finally be able to visit my brother who lives an hour away. We have a camping trip planned for the last weekend in August which has been delayed twice before. We’re really hoping we’ll be able to go this time. My sister-in-law’s 50th birthday party can finally go ahead as well – she was waiting for restrictions to ease. It has an Alice in Wonderland theme so I’ve been making a costume – watch this space as I may be brave enough to publish photos!
I hope all my readers are staying well and coping with whatever restrictions are on in your part of the world. This year has certainly put a lot of stress on to people and we’re all having to cope with current events. There’s still a lot of unrest from the Black Lives Matter movement, which I wrote about in my last post. I hope that this year’s events bring about lasting change for the better. The world has now woken up and it would be awesome if we all learnt the lessons that are available to us.
While recovering from surgery there are triumphs and setbacks. It’s important to stay positive and look to the future as this period in my life won’t last forever. I don’t regret making the decision to do risk-reducing surgery as it means my chances of getting cancer are reduced almost to zero. No matter how hard things seem right now, it is important to focus on the bigger picture. I’ve been through much worse than this in the past and I know I have the inner strength to get through this as well.
The news coming out of the US after George Floyd’s death in custody was incredibly disturbing. What followed was shocking to witness. I heard again and again “It’s disgusting what’s happening in America”. The reality is, however, Australia is no better than America. We have our own shameful statistics of black deaths in custody. I’m writing this because I don’t want to stay silent. As Meghan Markle said “the only wrong thing to say is to say nothing.” If we want change, we have to speak up.
Some Background on my own Situation
I grew up in New Zealand, where my life was stable and lacking in exposure to prejudice and racism. We grew up very close to our Maori and Pacific Islander friends and relatives. I honestly never thought about race in context of who to make friends with when I was a child. We learnt Maori language at school and learning New Zealand history included learning Maori history and folklore which was an integral aspect of our culture. We all learned Maori songs, crafts and art – it was as part of our education as maths and English were. I don’t remember ever witnessing racism during my childhood. That’s not to say it wasn’t there, but it was not something I ever thought about.
Biases towards New Zealanders in Australian Culture
It wasn’t until I moved to Australia in the 80’s as a 19 year old that I ever had prejudism focused on me. Australia in the ’80s was very different to today. Kiwis were allowed to emigrate to Australia without any barriers and we had a bad name for coming here and going straight on the dole. We were allowed immediate access to Australia’s welfare system and it was very easy to become a permanent resident and citizen. Consequently we were not always welcome here. I had a very hard time applying for jobs and frequently had the phone slammed in my ear as soon as they heard my Kiwi accent. We were regarded as bludgers and probably deserved it due to many of my fellow Kiwis taking advantage of the system.
I eventually did get a job, but not until I applied for a Government department that advertised their policy of equal opportunity no matter what race, sex, religion or sexuality you were. I pointed out the policy in my interview, and I like to think that my cheekiness had something to do with why I got that job. These days it is much easier to be accepted by employers but equal opportunity in those days was a new concept. Now it is in legislature, and rightly so. While I did experience some discrimination because of being a New Zealander, this was in no way comparable to the level of racism and discrimination that is facing by people of colour here and throughout the world.
Culture Shock as a Young Nurse
I had a bit of a naivity in those days. My nursing career began in 1987 in a public hospital in Brisbane. It opened my eyes to the health issues facing new migrants and Aboriginals. Seeing how their health outcomes were so much worse than the general population was disturbing. I wanted to do something to help – I thought that I could make a difference if I worked in a small community with a large Aboriginal population. Feeling driven to do something to help, I took a job in a small outback hospital in the Northern Territory.
I was in for a major culture shock. I soon realised that the problems facing Aboriginal communities were way more complex and ingrained than what I had anticipated. This naive 30 year old nurse was pretty useless, especially when trying to assess Aboriginals who were living very traditionally. My questions were met by amusement many times because of the cultural divide between myself and them. My ignorance was the problem. They are beautiful people who are proud and self sufficient – even when they are extremely sick they will still make their own way to the bathroom rather than have someone help them. Even though I’m disappointed that I really didn’t do much to change their health outcomes, I learnt more from my year in the Northern Territory than I did in 10 years in the city.
At the time of the Royal Commission, as now, non-Indigenous people died in greater numbers, and at a greater rate, in custody than Indigenous people. But then, as now, Indigenous people made up just 3% of the total population. That means more Aboriginal people are imprisoned and dying as a proportion of their total population.
“The conclusions are clear,” royal commissioner Elliott Johnston QC wrote in 1991. “Aboriginal people die in custody at a rate relative to the proportion of the whole population which is totally unacceptable and which would not be tolerated if it occurred in the non-Aboriginal community. But this occurs … because the Aboriginal population is grossly over-represented in custody. Too many Aboriginal people are in custody too often.”
What is the Solution to the statistics on black deaths in custody?
There’s no easy solution, and it would be easy to put blame on the Government and politicians for these appalling figures. Prosecuting law enforcers as in the US in the case of George Floyd is definitely a step in the right direction. Police brutality in America has been in the headlines lately. Unfortunately Australian police have been guilty of excessive force as well, with a record including fatal shootings, excessive taser use and overly rough treatment during arrests.
Despite evidence in some cases of excessive force or neglect by police or prison officers, there has never been a criminal conviction for a death in custody in Australia. The police officer accused of killing an Aboriginal man on Palm Island in 2004, Chris Hurley, was acquitted of manslaughter. Two police officers are currently facing murder charges for the deaths of Kumanjayi Walker in the Northern Territory and Joyce Clarke in Western Australia, and both have indicated they will plead not guilty. The police have the power to use force, but only within the conditions set out in the legislation of their state. Stronger guidelines around what constitutes excessive force by law enforcement, and more awareness of citizens’ rights needs to be in place. Source: Shine Lawyers
How can we help the Black Lives Matter movement?
How can we help empower black people within our communities? Ask them what they need. Listen to their concerns. They have been dealing with inequalities and injustices for centuries. In 2020 it is clear that they’re frustrated. Aboriginals shouldn’t have to fight to be heard, or criticised for attending the Black Lives Matter protests. We need to be woken up! Wotna Moris, a Papua New Guinean lawyer and political analyst, wrote a very inspiring piece on how the collective voices of black people around the world combine in this one voice that is the Black Lives Matter protests.
Systemic racial discrimination is a worldwide problem that black people have combated since slavery and colonisation. And in that battle, every step taken by one of us, towards equality, is a step taken by all of us and has always been.
Educate yourselves with regards to their culture. This is what I noticed with the difference between my education in NZ and my Australian counterparts. School children were immersed in the Maori culture. We didn’t regard it as separate from ourselves. It was part of us. My Australian friends knew very little about Aboriginal culture, whereas we knew a lot. Education brings tolerance. If I had done my nursing training in New Zealand there would have been a requirement to learn so much of the language and have cultural understanding before I was registered. That goes a long way towards tolerance and respect of their cultural differences.
Children aren’t born with cultural biases – they are learned. Education needs to start very young.
In Respect of the Traditional Aboriginal Owners of my own City
In saying this, I realised I do not know anything about the traditional owners of the city in which I live. I need to educate myself so that I can show appropriate respect for the land on which I live. Aboriginal culture is very much entwined with the land. They were the original environmentalists who knew how to respect their land, and receive nourishment from it without stripping it of resources. Australian landscapes can be harsh but they found enough food to sustain them during drought, often traveling vast distances to achieve it. They know how to regenerate the land after bushfire and other natural disasters, all too common in Australia.
I live in the Gold Coast, a very glitzy city which caters for tourists. It is well known for Surfers Paradise, the theme parks and beaches. What isn’t as well known is that it is the traditional home of the Yugambeh people. The Yugambeh language people are the traditional custodians of the land located in south-east Queensland and north-east New South Wales, now within the Logan City, Gold Coast, Scenic Rim, and Tweed City regions whose ancestors all spoke one or more dialects of the Yugambeh Language.
How to Verbalise Respect For the Traditional Owners
We acknowledge and pay respect to the land and the traditional families of the Yugambeh region of South East Queensland, including the Kombumerri, Mununjali, Wangerriburra and others, and their Elders past present and emerging.
One of the most popular beaches in the Gold Coast is Burleigh, the ancestral home of the Kombumerri Tribe. Known as “The Salt Water People”, it is believed they lived in the area for thousands of years. Around 1936 they ceased holding their ceremonies there. Many of the people remained at Burleigh Heads. The Aboriginal name for Big Burleigh is Jellurgul; Little Burleigh is Jebbribillum or the Waddy of Jebreen. Jellurgul meaning sugar bag or bee’s nest. Other reports from later say Big Burleigh was Jayling (black) and Gumbelmoy (rock), named after the volcanic black basalt rock of the headland. Jellurgal is the cultural centre in Burleigh where it is possible to learn more about Aboriginal culture. Source: https://www.burleigh.com.au/history.html
Moving forwards …
As a final note, I urge you to stand up to racism and prejudism when you see it. Be aware of your own biases, as we all have them. Speak up if you see someone being intolerant of anyone else. We must stand up for those who do not have a voice, those who have been pushed down their whole lives. I do not know what it is like to live in fear every time I step out my door because of the colour of my skin. I acknowledge my own white privilege. It’s only by standing together that we can overcome this problem in our society.
As I wrote in my previous post, I have been in and out of hospital since March, pretty much the whole time Australia has been in lockdown. Going through health issues during this time has been challenging to say the least. Being a patient in a pandemic has increased the stressful experience a massive amount. I was lucky to have my surgeries at all. Elective surgeries were put on hold to make way for an influx of Covid-19 patients.
Getting through the door of a hospital is like running the gauntlet. As you enter the building you are met by staff who screen you for signs of a fever and ask questions about your recent exposure risks. Visitors are limited which is difficult when you’re going through surgery.
My Recovery From Bilateral Prophylactic Mastectomies
On the 13th of May I had bilateral prophylactic mastectomies because my risk of getting breast cancer was 60-80% due to having the BRCA2 gene mutation. The surgery went well. The following morning I developed severe swelling in the left breast. My haemoglobin dropped very low due to bleeding.
I had emergency surgery to drain the haematoma but continued to bleed into the drain. I lost over 1.2 litres of blood and needed 4 units of blood transfusion. It was extremely scary to go through, and I felt like I’d made a huge mistake to have the mastectomies done.
A Prolonged Recovery Due to Complications
My recovery has been slow because of this setback. I was in hospital for 6 days, waiting for my blood count to get high enough to be discharged. I’ve had some really low periods during the last couple of weeks, days where I’ve been really emotional and cried many times. I guess many women undergoing mastectomies would be emotional. My own low mood is affected by the fact that my surgeries have had complications.
I have been extremely lucky to be in the position where I can have surgery during the pandemic. If I was a public patient my operations wouldn’t have gone ahead at all. I’ve always had private insurance, but that doesn’t cover all the costs. I’m lucky I had funds set aside for emergency as I am thousands of dollars out of pocket.
The Cancellation of Elective Surgeries
Hospitals have been very quiet in Australia because of elective surgery being cancelled. This has worked in my favour because I have been able to have a nice quiet atmosphere to recover. As a nurse I am well aware of how busy hospitals usually are so it was nice to see the nurses looking relaxed and not stressed.
I received outstanding care from the nurses and doctors during my admissions to hospital. I felt very well looked after especially when I had the post-operative bleed. If the nurses hadn’t been so on-the-ball my outcome might not have been so great.
Limited Movement Post Mastectomy
I’m now recuperating at home, which will take time because of the complications. I am very limited in what I can do and need to rest as much as I can. I’m typing this on my mobile phone because I need to limit my arm movements. I’ve never been so reliant on other people for my needs
I have deep appreciation for my husband who has been taking very good care of me. He’s had to shower me and wash and dry my hair and do all the household tasks. My heart swells with gratitude for how he has cared for me and I feel more in love with him for the way he does everything for me so lovingly. He has been my rock through so many things in the past.
Emotional Support For Mastectomy Patients
I have felt loved and supported by so many people in the last few months. Even though we’ve had social distancing laws and can’t always be together, I’ve had many messages of support which have uplifted me when I need it the most. Social distancing hasn’t prevented them from caring.
My boss has been incredibly supportive as well, allowing me to have time off to have these operations and medical appointments. I am really grateful to her for caring and empathising with my situation. It has made a huge impact on my morale going through all my health issues to know my job is secure.
Looking Forward To My Recovery
I’m through all my surgeries now, and on the way to recovery. I am looking forward to gaining some independence back because it’s hard relying on other people. I’m very bruised and I still have drains in. I can’t do much except rest as I’m not able to raise my arms above my shoulders or even go for a walk. I’m really looking forward to the day I can walk the dog.
This year has made me aware of what truly matters in life. It’s not possessions or expensive holidays that count. The things I value now are my health, my loved ones and my independence. I feel very loved by many people and that is the ultimate outcome of a year which has brought unprecedented change to everyone worldwide.