It's always something. . .
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Kim Lurvey and the Lurvey Family
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Kim Lurvey and the Lurvey Family
Two weeks ago, I got the all-clear from the orthopedic surgeon re my leg and headed a short two days later back to a dose of chemo on the 5th. No rest for the weary or the wicked or anyone for that matter! I dragged myself through the first three days, post-chemo, on steroids then planned for what I call my "crash day" when the steroids are done.
My crash day turned into a crash week and my pesky chemical cough returned. I was exhausted and overwhelmed, and frankly discouraged (a common feeling in recent weeks).
In a casual online conversation with my doctor and nurse, I complained about my cough again and promptly got ordered to the ER to get checked out. Why did I open my big mouth?
We sat for 8 hours in the ER.
Let that sink in.
We asked to leave and come back, but they didn't want us to. I had clearly been triaged low on the list and it was a busy weekend evening. So I stuck it out.
At midnight I was finally seen by a resident who summarily dismissed me. In moderate exhausted shock, I wasn't sure what to say until, fortunately, a doctor came in and applied some actual science to my situation. He ordered a CT scan which revealed several pulmonary embolisms in less than 30 minutes. Moral of the story--she who looks to need the least, may just need the most.
So, a 4am ambulance ride transferred me to Evanston Hospital where they treat all of their inpatient oncology patients. I got an all-inclusive stay for three days, some with the sleep package, some without.
Overall I received excellent care once out of the ER and excluding the one phlebotomist who will be eternally referred to as the 'Bird of Prey.'
I am home on increased blood thinners, will receive a little PT at home and will begin a new treatment plan for cancer treatment after tomorrow.
Please pray for an effective next step. The last chemo did not help my liver as hoped so we are still looking for an effective treatment, but the bones show improvement since the last scan. Yippee! Thank you, God!
I'll be beginning radiation on my right hip/femur just after the new year.
My doctor says, "I just wish I could fix this." I gently remind her that she is a Human Helper, not the Human Fixer. The Human Fixer was born at Christmas and gives me such joy and hope for myself and the world.
Thanks for caring and all the ways you show your love and compassion.
The Lurveys all wish you a very Merry Christmas.
Kim
My crash day turned into a crash week and my pesky chemical cough returned. I was exhausted and overwhelmed, and frankly discouraged (a common feeling in recent weeks).
In a casual online conversation with my doctor and nurse, I complained about my cough again and promptly got ordered to the ER to get checked out. Why did I open my big mouth?
We sat for 8 hours in the ER.
Let that sink in.
We asked to leave and come back, but they didn't want us to. I had clearly been triaged low on the list and it was a busy weekend evening. So I stuck it out.
At midnight I was finally seen by a resident who summarily dismissed me. In moderate exhausted shock, I wasn't sure what to say until, fortunately, a doctor came in and applied some actual science to my situation. He ordered a CT scan which revealed several pulmonary embolisms in less than 30 minutes. Moral of the story--she who looks to need the least, may just need the most.
So, a 4am ambulance ride transferred me to Evanston Hospital where they treat all of their inpatient oncology patients. I got an all-inclusive stay for three days, some with the sleep package, some without.
Overall I received excellent care once out of the ER and excluding the one phlebotomist who will be eternally referred to as the 'Bird of Prey.'
I am home on increased blood thinners, will receive a little PT at home and will begin a new treatment plan for cancer treatment after tomorrow.
Please pray for an effective next step. The last chemo did not help my liver as hoped so we are still looking for an effective treatment, but the bones show improvement since the last scan. Yippee! Thank you, God!
I'll be beginning radiation on my right hip/femur just after the new year.
My doctor says, "I just wish I could fix this." I gently remind her that she is a Human Helper, not the Human Fixer. The Human Fixer was born at Christmas and gives me such joy and hope for myself and the world.
Thanks for caring and all the ways you show your love and compassion.
The Lurveys all wish you a very Merry Christmas.
Kim
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Nancy Rather
I wish you and family a very Merry Christmas and my Christmas card should arrive soon, I mailed them on Friday. Naturally this house is not ready for the holiday but it seems like that is the case every year.
Kate Woods
We are so grateful with you for the Human Fixer and the joy and hope he offers the world. Our hope is in Him.
We love you, Kim, Kent, Christian, and Charity.