Saturday, 15 October 2016

Oct 15 2016 - Life getting Real.


I have just spent lots of money, and bought plane tickets to the USA.
 I leave South Africa in the middle of November, for Daytona Beach Florida. I should be back in South Africa by May-ish 2017.  I bought tickets that I can change the return date up until November 2017. That would be a whole year away.
If I feel that I can return to my old life style of 6 months SA and 6 month USA, then I would want to be in both places in summer, NOT winter. That means staying till November 2017 would put me back in the right cycle.

I have some Oncology tests next month, on the 9th Nov and the 10th Nov. Assuming these are OK, then by the following week, I'll be in Daytona Beach.
My Florida buddy says he will fetch me at the airport, and take me to the RV.
His House, and the RV both survived the Hurricane.
 Some guy on TV in South Carolina, was asked if his house was damaged by the strong wind from the Hurricane. He answered that there was no wind damage at all, because his whole house had been under water. :-)

I am very concerned about wearing my prosthetic leg for so long during the flight.  It will be 34 hours from my Pretoria house, to the RV in Florida. After about 5 hours, I usually want to take it off. :-)
I will need many stump socks to enlarge the stump as it shrinks.
I have spent a lot of time with Delta Airlines on the phone, trying to get a good seat, and arranging everything. They want to take the prosthesis and check it in as baggage. I definitely don't want that.
I will start wearing it longer and longer each day, to try to be ready for the trip. If I get a seat with plenty of room, then I will be able to take the prosthesis off and hold it in my lap. If I get a seat with very little room, then I will still take the prosthesis off and hold it in my lap. :-)

I haven't planned enough regarding my transport while I am in the USA. I'll never drive my car there again.  It has a manual transmission. I really like that car.  :-(
Maybe I can convert it to an electric car. :-)

I am debating just renting a car at the Daytona airport when I arrive, and having that problem solved for the first week. I will need to do shopping and probably buy parts for the RV. So much, depends on so much. I hate that.

I am actually quite nervous about this trip. I have done all I can to arrange wheelchairs and baggage trolleys at the various airports. All the airports say that wheelchairs are available on a first come first serve basis. That could screw me over during the Atlanta connection. That is one reason I am flying all flights Delta.

I am only taking clothes, toys, my prosthetic leg, and a cane. No crutches or wheel chair. I need to see what will be necessary for living in the RV. I may buy crutches, or maybe a wheelchair once I am there. Unfortunately, the time I'll need them most, is the first few days in the RV. I fear my poor stump will want a few days rest after the flight.
 I also am worried about the prosthetic leg while walking on the Florida property. Walking on uneven ground is a real bitch, and that ground is all uneven. Clumps of grass growing in sand. Moving around on the property may be easier with crutches.
I am excited about getting to see the bears again. They roam all over the Florida Property. I wonder which is best for running away from bears, crutches, or a prosthetic leg.
Here is a picture of a bear and cubs taken from inside my RV during my last Florida visit..


And here is a picture of my RV and a Bear with cubs.


The ranch in Texas will be better for walking, if I stay on the roads. I'll still be paranoid, because I'll be slow. Being slow, AND being in the food chain is a bad combination.

 Inside the RV will be problematic. The passage is to narrow for crutches or a wheelchair. I have racked my brain to try to figure out how to get into the bathroom in the RV. I am so dependent on grab bars everywhere. The grab bars I have in this house would rip the walls apart in the RV.  Here in Pretoria, I also have a very strong bar going across the ceiling in the bathroom.

 Wheelchair ramps are only useful for wheel chairs. They are counterproductive with a prosthetic leg. I am very concerned about the steps up into the RV.

 I am so worried about a thousand things. But that is what will make "everything" I do exciting. Maybe not pleasant, :-) but definitely not boring.

 The life I had a few years ago, was designed and built by me. It was how I wanted my life to play out. That has changed. Fate, did not listen to my desires.

 I still want to live on the cheap. But I may have to throw money at any problems like hotel, car rental, buying  wheelchair, crutches, or even a different RV if necessary. Spending money for non-toys gives me hives. I am allergic to it.

 I may have to ask my friends for help in hooking the RV up. Electricity, water, and sewage. So much depends on the health of my stump. I hate being totally dependent on something that is so variable and nebulous. I can not wrap my mind around hooking up the RV sewage pipes, while in a wheel chair, on sand while in Florida, or on rocky ground while in Texas.
 A sore on the stump may mean a month without a prosthesis. Only a wheelchair or crutches. Of course, if I would lower my life expectations, and be happy with just reading a book, and looking out a window, then it wouldn't matter as much.

 I need to visit my Brother in Washington..
 I would like to drive the RV to Texas, but I'll fly to visit Washington.
I think I'll spend a few months in Florida, with good friends, then drive the RV to Texas, and spend a few more months with good friends.
If I need help driving, I'll ask someone to drive with me. Something simple like a sore stump, and bad phantom pain would mean drugs and not driving till it gets better.
I could get stuck in someplace like NOLA indefinitely. (This is a good lead in, for a talk on suicide.) :-)

Another patient I knew from my chemo days has died. He had colon cancer. He was healthy on a three month check up, then dead before the next three month check up.
 I also am sort of stuck in South Africa because of my Medical Aid. I am so sad that I don't see me living in America. :-( I should be with bears, and coyotes. I understand them better than people.

I just noticed how almost every paragraph of this blog, starts with the word "I". That should tell you what the blog is all about. :-)
The word "I" is used 84 times. Please don't tell my Buddhist teacher.

 I have now expressed some of my fears and worries. (85)

Since being diagnosed with Angiosarcoma, and having my leg amputated, I have kept myself securely encased in my small world. A world of easy wheel chair movement, lots of grab bars, and everything in easy reach. Now I will experience real life. On it's terms, not mine. (87)
I feel like this is where all the "theory" of daily prosthetics use, gets real. (88)



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