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Today was a great day. A totally great day!!!!
Today I was finally able to complete my regular training hike circuit. This circuit is 6.8 miles (11 kms) long, and gains 2300 feet (701) meters within the first 2 miles. The trail/path goes up and then back into the Cascade Foothills, and then back down to the parking area. I had put a video on YouTube via John Sikora which shows an abbreviated version of that regular training hike circuit.
My time was still 26 minutes longer than before, but it just felt extraordinary to walk that trail once again. My knees and ankles are back into shape and handled all that downhill grade brilliantly. Then again, they’ve been working at it for a while now.
I’ve got to say I really had doubts that I would ever get back to this point, much less to pre-illness fitness levels. Now, I am thinking that my body will be able to fully recover
The following bit was written to help me recall the chain of events, and to put into perspective, why today is such a big deal for me. I wanted to share the big positive improvement of today. Reading the summary below is optional
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For a 9-month period during 2018 (which included the time on my 2nd Camino last September and October) severely problematic hydroceles had been developing. The prevailing theory as to ‘why’ this began, was that it was a side effect from inguinal hernia repair surgery performed in the fall of 2017.
After arriving home last October from the Camino, symptoms became more severe. In December, severe pain and a high fever set in, along with other signs of systemic infection. My consulting physician referred me immediately from his office to the hospital’s emergency room in order to be immediately admitted and have various diagnostic imaging performed.
That night, December 07, 2018, the first surgery was performed. Fournier’s Gangrene was diagnosed after lab testing of debrided tissues also revealed a variety of nasty bacterial bugs. Heavy-duty I.V. antibiotics were keep flowing for the next 6 days.
December 8. I was again taken to surgery in order to have a more complete exploration and more infected tissue debridement. The hydroceles were repaired at that time. I was so out of it during this whole time I barely was cognizant of much of anything. . .which was probably a blessing.
December 9. I was taken for a third surgery to determine why fever and other symptoms were not subsiding significantly. Another area of infection was discovered, and significant tissue debridement was done. A revision of the cystocele repair was also done on one side. Infection control specialists were consulted from several medical centers over real time video conferencing. I remember thinking what a lousy television program it was. A Hospitalist (yes, that is a specialty) was brought in to deal with all care regarding the systemic infections.
December 10. Another surgery was performed in the early AM. The surgical nurses and I are apparently on a first name basis; although I was fuzzy about just who is who. I do remember that one nurse had spectacularly gorgeous eyes, which is all that I could really see with the surgical masks and garb on.
This time as I was waking up in the recovery room, just barely regaining consciousness, my recovery bed was being rapidly pushed back into an operating room. Apparently, I was hemorrhaging quite severely, and the surgeon needed to quickly find and plug the leak.
All I remember was not really caring or being cognizant of what was going on around me.
When I woke up again, I was back in my hospital room with two bags of blood dangling on one I.V pole; a second, I.V pole was dangling a couple of other bags of clear fluids, which included my I.V. antibiotics. I had I.V tubing inserted in both arms, and an oxygen mask covering my nose and mouth.
I was too fuzzy headed to care much about anything at that time. I do remember being asked Soooo Many Questions by a lot of people. . . or what seemed like a lot of people. I also remember feeling incredibly irritable, even angry, for no real reason.
December 11. Significant progress has occurred with resolving the infections. My body temperature is almost at normal levels. My oxygenation levels have stabilized and are back to normal. Now the primary concern is the surgical recovery with all the dressings and packings and stuff.
December 12. I.V. antibiotics are discontinued in favor of oral antibiotics. All I.V.s are now gone, and my arms are free of tubing. I am still having blood drawn for testing twice a day, though. My arms are full of needle tracks and bruises.
December 13 to 16. Recovery progress continues until the hospital discharge. Various tightly wound dressings are discontinued, and I can do some walking down the hallway if I have a wheeled walker with me. I feel horrendous, but a normal horrendous.
I noticed an elderly gentleman in a room a few doors down. I never saw visitors, and an Aide confirmed he had no family. I would spend some time sitting with him. We chatted when he was alert enough. He had suffered a broken pelvis from a fall at the Senior Facility he lived and was in bad shape. Al passed away before I was discharged.
December 17. Discharged. I still felt like a wall fell on me, but I was happy to be able to deal with the aches and pains from my own recliner, which also served as my bed for a while At this point, I don’t think I realized just how badly my body was traumatized. Nor how far removed from my normal fitness levels I was. Nor how much of a challenge it was going to be to get back to ‘normal’.
I think back to the middle of December until today, and I am grateful for today’s small victory. It is a Blessing. My wife, Jill, has reminded me that I still do not understand how close to passing away I was on 2 occasions during the hospitalization and surgeries, so that I need to keep expectations in perspective
Today I was finally able to complete my regular training hike circuit. This circuit is 6.8 miles (11 kms) long, and gains 2300 feet (701) meters within the first 2 miles. The trail/path goes up and then back into the Cascade Foothills, and then back down to the parking area. I had put a video on YouTube via John Sikora which shows an abbreviated version of that regular training hike circuit.
My time was still 26 minutes longer than before, but it just felt extraordinary to walk that trail once again. My knees and ankles are back into shape and handled all that downhill grade brilliantly. Then again, they’ve been working at it for a while now.
I’ve got to say I really had doubts that I would ever get back to this point, much less to pre-illness fitness levels. Now, I am thinking that my body will be able to fully recover
The following bit was written to help me recall the chain of events, and to put into perspective, why today is such a big deal for me. I wanted to share the big positive improvement of today. Reading the summary below is optional
********************************************************************************************************************
For a 9-month period during 2018 (which included the time on my 2nd Camino last September and October) severely problematic hydroceles had been developing. The prevailing theory as to ‘why’ this began, was that it was a side effect from inguinal hernia repair surgery performed in the fall of 2017.
After arriving home last October from the Camino, symptoms became more severe. In December, severe pain and a high fever set in, along with other signs of systemic infection. My consulting physician referred me immediately from his office to the hospital’s emergency room in order to be immediately admitted and have various diagnostic imaging performed.
That night, December 07, 2018, the first surgery was performed. Fournier’s Gangrene was diagnosed after lab testing of debrided tissues also revealed a variety of nasty bacterial bugs. Heavy-duty I.V. antibiotics were keep flowing for the next 6 days.
December 8. I was again taken to surgery in order to have a more complete exploration and more infected tissue debridement. The hydroceles were repaired at that time. I was so out of it during this whole time I barely was cognizant of much of anything. . .which was probably a blessing.
December 9. I was taken for a third surgery to determine why fever and other symptoms were not subsiding significantly. Another area of infection was discovered, and significant tissue debridement was done. A revision of the cystocele repair was also done on one side. Infection control specialists were consulted from several medical centers over real time video conferencing. I remember thinking what a lousy television program it was. A Hospitalist (yes, that is a specialty) was brought in to deal with all care regarding the systemic infections.
December 10. Another surgery was performed in the early AM. The surgical nurses and I are apparently on a first name basis; although I was fuzzy about just who is who. I do remember that one nurse had spectacularly gorgeous eyes, which is all that I could really see with the surgical masks and garb on.
This time as I was waking up in the recovery room, just barely regaining consciousness, my recovery bed was being rapidly pushed back into an operating room. Apparently, I was hemorrhaging quite severely, and the surgeon needed to quickly find and plug the leak.
All I remember was not really caring or being cognizant of what was going on around me.
When I woke up again, I was back in my hospital room with two bags of blood dangling on one I.V pole; a second, I.V pole was dangling a couple of other bags of clear fluids, which included my I.V. antibiotics. I had I.V tubing inserted in both arms, and an oxygen mask covering my nose and mouth.
I was too fuzzy headed to care much about anything at that time. I do remember being asked Soooo Many Questions by a lot of people. . . or what seemed like a lot of people. I also remember feeling incredibly irritable, even angry, for no real reason.
December 11. Significant progress has occurred with resolving the infections. My body temperature is almost at normal levels. My oxygenation levels have stabilized and are back to normal. Now the primary concern is the surgical recovery with all the dressings and packings and stuff.
December 12. I.V. antibiotics are discontinued in favor of oral antibiotics. All I.V.s are now gone, and my arms are free of tubing. I am still having blood drawn for testing twice a day, though. My arms are full of needle tracks and bruises.
December 13 to 16. Recovery progress continues until the hospital discharge. Various tightly wound dressings are discontinued, and I can do some walking down the hallway if I have a wheeled walker with me. I feel horrendous, but a normal horrendous.
I noticed an elderly gentleman in a room a few doors down. I never saw visitors, and an Aide confirmed he had no family. I would spend some time sitting with him. We chatted when he was alert enough. He had suffered a broken pelvis from a fall at the Senior Facility he lived and was in bad shape. Al passed away before I was discharged.
December 17. Discharged. I still felt like a wall fell on me, but I was happy to be able to deal with the aches and pains from my own recliner, which also served as my bed for a while At this point, I don’t think I realized just how badly my body was traumatized. Nor how far removed from my normal fitness levels I was. Nor how much of a challenge it was going to be to get back to ‘normal’.
I think back to the middle of December until today, and I am grateful for today’s small victory. It is a Blessing. My wife, Jill, has reminded me that I still do not understand how close to passing away I was on 2 occasions during the hospitalization and surgeries, so that I need to keep expectations in perspective