Hello wonderful AVM family!
I’m feeling a little pitty pit at the moment. I am getting ready to go back to Denver next week, which in and of itself is no big deal. I’m so used to the monthly embo’s that its just routine. Just a chance to show off a new Feel Good Gown!
But after the embo I’m meeting with a Plastic/ENT to talk about removing much of the coils I have in my face and also just in general the future debulking and reconstruction aspect of this entire journey I’ve been on.
And I’m starting to freak myself out! I think I’m good at giving advice but not at ALL good at taking my own. I rationalize out that it makes no sense whatsoever to worry now cause I don’t know what they will say…but I can’t stop myself from doing it. I know I’m making things worse but I just can’t help it.
I’m super nervous about them “cutting” at all and the possible blood loss associate with this. I know that the docs are good and they will take care of things. But the bleeding episodes that I have had and knowing just how fast and the volume it bleeds…I’m worried. And part of that is totally just the mind set that I’ve had about this. With all of my docs growing up always telling me “don’t cut into it!” and making me super paranoid of that. And then of course there is the issue of the “non-healing” tendency I have. I’ve had The Warthog (the wound on my cheek) for well over a year now and it has no intention of healing. So how is a new wound from surgery going to heal?
Then we get to the superficial and really petty worrying about what this will “look” like. I’ve always looked different. You all know this part, and I’m fine with how I look. But I’m very nervous about what the end result will be. I don’t know how everything will change. I know I will need skin grafts or flaps to replace the skin that is too vascular and has AVM in it. And I don’t know how that will look or how long it will take to heal, how painful it may be… Of course I’m imagining worst case scenarios and then also feeling super guilty and annoyed at myself for even worrying about something so inconsequential in the grand scheme of my health.
My husband, my family, my friends…everyone is great. But for some reason I don’t feel like I can add more burden to them at the moment. I feel like everything is always about me, my AVM, the monthly trips. Our entire lives have been impacted for over two years and the last thing they want or need to hear from me is a pity pit party. But it leaves me feeling overburdened and anxious…ugh.
And of course work is busy and I don’t want to have to take more time off cause I already do each month and my CFO is annoyed…I know she tries not to be but can’t help it. One of the supervisors that works for me is becoming undependable, another one is fighting me on every change, and I need to make some major changes to my department. Plus I have started the Feel Good Gowns business like a total crazy person who thinks I can do all of this at the same time. So I’m feeling a little overwhelmed.
So there is my little pity party. I’m just feeling sorry for myself and a little blue. And the absolute WORST part of this is that because of all the steroids and weight gain I am now “pre-diabetic” and having to watch my sugar levels…this means I can’t drown my sorrows in chocolate milkshakes! What is a girl to do???
So ya…I’m a downer today! Sorry Thanks for reading my pity party. I did help just writing it out. Hopefully I’ll pick myself up quickly and just be over the feeling sorry for myself stage!
xoxo
Shalon