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Surgery US vs MX

9 Aug

This week I had the long awaited surgery to remove the hardware from my leg. It has been two years since the original accident and I had hit a wall with ongoing pain and lack of improvement to  mobility.

I am lucky to have health insurance in the US so I chose to travel here for the procedure. I am glad that I did but the difference in care was glaring.

I’ll start by saying that this was my experience and not a generalization of care in either country.

I found care in México to be more humanizing. Doctors and nurses were friendly and not always in a hurry.  They did not enter my room trailing a computer with a list of tests to perform.

The US hospital was not a place of rest or recuperation. Sensory overload, with lights turned on and off all night. Anyone that’s ever been in a US hospital expects it. “That’s the way things are”. Lots of rules, no flexibility. It felt like a manufacturing line.

I WAS sent home with a great deal of support. Home health (HH) care came by the house the following day to go over my many prescriptions and answer questions. In the hospital I had multiple people, social worker, OT, PT, nurses, physician’s assistant, giving me sometimes conflicting instructions. I’m not sure how they expect a drug addled, post op, 74 year old to keep it all straight. And yes, I’m playing the age card. Thank God for Lisa. NEVER go to the hospital alone.

This is not ALL that I’m taking.

In Mexico my surgeon came by my house. The only problem was his treatment was outdated. He wanted me to stay in bed. In the US I was walking to the bathroom immediately.

I cannot speak to all Mexican orthopedic surgeons. My suggestion is to travel to a large city with a teaching hospital, if at all possible.

Food in the US was much better. Too bad I ate none of it.

At the moment pain is manageable and I am sleeping a lot. My appetite is nonexistent I’m having to force myself to eat. HH will be here next week and I return to my surgeon in two weeks. I am pleased with how things are going and confident this surgery was the right decision for me.

I hope to be returning home to Mexico in 4-6 weeks. Fingers crossed.

DOS TORTAS

Stitch And Listen

14 Jun

I have been working on making art in some form or fashion every day. This daily practice feeds my soul and calms my anxiety about the state of the world.

Small works of art 3×4
Sketches from the couch in a small journal.
Our art group has started back. 1, 2 and 5 minute sketches.

This week I started a new art practice that I had never heard of, slow stitching. Years ago I was a hand quilter. I prided myself in tiny, perfect stitches made with teeny, tiny needles. As my vision diminished and I could no longer thread those minuscule needles, nor see to make the same lovely stitches, I quit. Flat out, no more quilting. I refused to become a machine quilter, the sacrilege!

This week I found a YouTube video demonstrating slow stitching. Needle in, needle out, no need for perfection or even a pattern. I had the perfect shirt to embellish and I am LOVING IT. The video said, pick your work up, put it down, only work when you feel like it, no pressure.

My lovely imperfect stitches.

NO PRESSURE, breathe, relax, just what I needed. The same goes for this blog. Some days the inspiration is loud and clear. Other days I have to be quiet and listen. Today is one of those listening days. Stitch and listen.

DOS TORTAS

Slow stitching, the vid that inspired.

https://youtube.com/shorts/WFRnnCD9MjU?si=m2Lp9R9IKBBu_qhz

The wisdom of Ram Dass

But Don’t You Want To Look Younger?

12 Apr

“Reduce swelling, eliminate wrinkles, lift sagging lids, here let me show you how.”

A sample size age reversal.

I was winding my way through Cancún airport when this gorgeous woman came on strong (it’s been years since I’ve been able to say that!)

Before I could bat a puffy lid, she was dabbing something under one eye and pushing a mirror at me to demonstrate the “miraculous” difference.

Of course I couldn’t see a thing and not because it didn’t work, although I have my doubts but because I’m blind without my glasses.

Looking myself in the eye.

With flawless skin and perfect English she thrust a sample in my hand and continued her siren’s song, inviting me to her counter to experience an age defying miracle. My response,

“I don’t care!”

She looked confused. “But don’t you want to…look younger?”

When I looked younger.

“Nope. I’m good.”

She sputtered as I walked away. Actually I wheeled away, as my walking days are currently on hiatus.

I think I retired with the money I have NOT spent on beauty supplies. For giggles I looked up her products. They started at $400 and added a one on the front for moisture and glow.

This was the cheap stuff.

For me, making peace with aging starts in the mirror. The sagging skin and thickening middle defy all effort to change. And believe me I’ve tried. At this point it’s appearance zero, health everything. So I’ll keep my wrinkles and my money, thank you very much! “I DON’T CARE.

Watch this video.

https://www.facebook.com/share/v/1BPcaHjSwJ/

DOS TORTAS

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