Health & Wellbeing, Meal Plan Monday

Gallstones Diet Plan

If you’ve read this post you will know that I have been told I have gallstones and I am currently awaiting minor surgery to remove my gallbladder.

I’ve said a million times that I need to be healthier let’s face it most of us have.

When I was faced with the worst scare of my life ( My cesarian hysterectomy with an unknown amount of blood loss) I prayed and told whoever was listening that I promised to be a better person, I’d eat better, exercise more and try to just be an all-round better person If they just could let me get through the op!

Now I’ve survived I have not much choice to but fulfil my promise as I have had to revamp my diet due to the gallstones!

I now have to follow a low-fat diet!

It’s one thing to be told low fat but what does that mean?

Well from talking to several people and using the knowledge I have from doing a healthy eating course years ago I have devised some rules for my new healthy eating lifestyle.

  • Low Fat –  Under 10 Grams of fat in any 100g
  • Low saturated fat – Under 5g in any 100g
  • Low Sugar – Under 10g in any 100g
  • Less Processed Foods – Wherever possible Home cooked foods with fresh ingredients
  • Hydrate – Drink 2 litres of water per day
  • Plenty of fruits & Veggies – A least 5 portions
  • Protein – As I’m still rebuilding muscles from my last op protein is important to aid them rebuilding
  • Carbs – Should be whole grain, Like brown, rice, pasta, bread.

So that is my diet plan

I’m going to print it out and stick it to the fridge!

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Feel free to do the same.

Leave in the comments if you have any tips for gallstone diets?

 

Nina x

 

Health & Wellbeing, Pregnancy

I survived….. Just! Part 4, I’m Home well for a while.

As I’m writing this we have been home 7 weeks!  My recovery is going well but slower than I would like. I try to push myself and then end up feeling poorly so I need to learn to take it easier.

We arrived home Tuesday evening quite late. I needed to sleep and was in a little bit of pain. However, I also wanted to see the big twins.

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Grandma brought them over and we all had cuddles then they went back to grandmas for the night!

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The first few nights we slept downstairs – It just felt like too much stretching for me to get upstairs (besides I thought id be more comfy in the reclining chair I’d been used to the hospital bed that I could sit up!

While it was nice to be home I was anxious that we were now on our own! I wasn’t under constant monitoring to check for infection, or to make sure my wound was healing.

Though I did have visits from the midwife team, Who checked my wound, asked how I was.

For a week or more I was paranoid about my bowel movements worried that I wasn’t going enough or that It somehow twisted again!

The first week the furthest I walked was next door to my InLaws as she cooked almost every night!
Everywhere I walked I was still having to hold my belly.

By the end of the week, however, I had managed to do a school run & a trip to the coffee shop on the way home!

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The week after however things took a turn for the worse!

Monday Morning I started with a pain in my back that slowly throughout the day radiated through to my chest and under my ribs!

It was that painful in the evening I ended up at A&E – they gave me some morphine and took some bloods. I was put in an observation bay to wait for the Dr, when he came he said that he thought it was just gastric distress and he sent me home!

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Meanwhile, My mum had the 4 children.

The Next day came and after a week at home hubby had to go back into work (He had used up all of his paternity and more while we were in the hospital)  So I had my mum and Hubby’s mum on hand as I wasn’t healed enough to lift and carry. I woke with a similar pain to the night before though not quite as bad. Again by tea time, I was in agony.

I ended up ringing 111 who after I had described my pain decided to send an ambulance! After they had monitored me at home they decided to put me in an ambulance straight back to A&E.. Hubby came to me straight after work, I was still waiting to be seen at that point. Once I had been seen they took some more bloods and gave me some morphine again the bloods came back and it turns out my liver wasn’t functioning properly and was actually infected. I needed to be transferred to another hospital to see the surgical team as they don’t have a surgical department at our local hospital.  They would send for an ambulance and take me to another hospital. The one I was sent to when they found my placenta issue.

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Hubby went home when I was told my ride was here. (3rd ambulance now and still no blue lights and siren)

It was midnight before I got to the new hospital,  I was given antibiotics, fluid and some painkillers had my observations taken and managed to get a little sleep!

The next day I was taken for an x-ray, as they suspected I had gallstones. They couldn’t see enough from that so was sent for an ultrasound which confirmed yup there were gallstones.

Now for some more blood to be taken to see if my liver was responding to the antibiotics.  I was told as there were gallstones in my gallbladder I was to have an MRCP which is done in an MRI scanner but they take the images of the chest area not like before when I went for my placenta.

The MRCP was to make sure none of the stones had migrated to any of the bile tubes as this could be what was causing the pain!

Unlike before they talked me through each section of the scanning process helping me to feel less anxious!

Hurray, they have not migrated. Though I am told that my best option is to have a routine operation to remove my gallbladder. But don’t worry its done under general anaesthetic, but it’s only a keyhole surgery  (Oh well that’s ok then it’s not like I’ve had two major operations in the past month or anything!)

A couple of days of antibiotics, and painkillers and I was allowed home!

I’m sent home with more antibiotics, and instructions to start eating low-fat, no grease, no spice diet! I was told I would get an appointment soon to discuss taking out my gallbladder.

Having spoke to others that have had gallstones they have recommended anything under 10g of fat in 100g, with a low saturated fat content.

I’m now feeling so much better, however, struggling to remember to take it easy – something I need to remember as I feel good one day and end up doing too much then end up feeling lousy.

I’ve now had my appointment through for early January.

Meanwhile, I have to stay on my low-fat diet!

Let’s hope when I’ve had my gallbladder removed that’s the end of my problems and I can live a fit & healthy life!

Thanks for all your support, good wishes, prayers & thoughts over the past couple of months.

Also thanks to Jessops and all the staff there! They were amazing!

 

Nina x

Health & Wellbeing, Pregnancy, Wellbeing

I survived….. Just! (Placenta Percreta Cesarean hysterectomy) Part 2

Please Note images may be upsetting for some readers! 

Part one of my journey can be found here!

  • Saturday 2nd – The day went well – tried again to breastfeed, got out of bed and used the toilet. Then by tea time I started vomiting –  I was transferred to a ward during the night where the vomiting got worse!

I hadn’t yet opened my bowels after the op and the nurses were getting a little concerned – I was given suppositories to try to get things moving. and although some things moved it wasn’t easing things enough!

Sunday 3rd – & Monday 4th – Still vomiting, still no bowel movements, I couldn’t keep anything down. so I ended up with continuous IV fluids and pain relief.

In the end, I got transferred back down to the High Dependency ward where there was a better one to one care!

I was given enema’s to see if that would get my bowels moving and alleviate the sickness.

They didn’t work.

It was late on Monday night and I’d had a sip of water to take some tablets and wanted to hold ‘baby boy M’  when out of nowhere came another bout of sickness. It went everywhere all over me and my bed all over ‘baby boy M’ all over hubby’s trousers and shoes and all over the nurse.

I got out of bed and headed for a shower – It was the first shower id had since before my op! It was heaven, I actually felt like I was a human being again!

  • Tuesday 5th – Felt a little better I even managed to drink a couple of cups of orange juice and keep them down.

Then they decided to take out my staples – all looked well apart from one small gape at the bottom the nurse put some steri strips over it! IMG_3011

I was then transferred back to the ward and given some food I managed a biscuit and some fruit and some more orange juice.

Then more vomiting and later that day my wound opened up! There was a little bleeding and I was told later on it was 3cm deep and 9cm long!

I ended up back down to the High Dependency Unit.

Back in the side room!

Later on, I ended up with a tube down my nose to drain any more fluid that had been making me sick! this was not a pleasant experience every time I swallowed I could feel the tube in my throat however it did take the pressure of my stomach and ease the sickness.

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I was told I should be nil by mouth!

Wednesday 6th – Nil By mouth, lots of iv fluids and pain relief during the day then, later on, that day a surgeon and the anaesthetist from my previous op came to see my wound and said I needed to go to surgery to have it closed back up but beforehand I was to have an x-ray – the x-ray wasn’t a good enough result so I was set for a CT Scan. This is similar to an MRI but the tube is smaller so you don’t go as far in and don’t feel as claustrophobic. They put a cannula in my arm before I went down for the CT but due to all the previous cannulas, my arms were so bruised they couldn’t find a vein so had to get an ultrasound machine in to look for a suitable one! The cannula was for them to add some liquid during the CT Scan to dye my veins to check the flow of things. The dye gives you feeling of warmth from your head in a wave to your toes as it goes down you feel like you’ve had a wee – I was assured this was normal and I had not just disgraced myself. IMG_3086

The results came back

My bowel had twisted ……….

To be continued

Nina

Health & Wellbeing, Pregnancy, Wellbeing

I survived….. Just! (Placenta Percreta Cesarean hysterectomy) Part 1

This is quite a long story so I am posting in 2 parts!

Its well over a month since I posted about my Operation.

I just didn’t have the emotional or physical strength until now to post about the past month and a half.

If you follow my social media accounts you will see that I had got through the op.

I just thought I would jump on here today and let you know a little about the events of the past few weeks!

I posted up to the point that we had been admitted to Jessops Hospital to spend a week trying not to go into labour.

After a week of  “resting” hubby staying with me each and every day It was the Tuesday before I had my op!

  • Tuesday 29th – I thought it was going to be such a long day but in fact, I had that many people coming in and out.

The lovely nurse who took us to visit SCBU where my babies would be taken not because they thought there would be anything wrong with them but because I would need to recover from the anaesthetic.

She gave me a pack to express some milk if I felt up to it after I had come round from the anaesthetic. She gave me some cloth hearts that I could put in my top and then when the babies were away from me we could exchange scents to aid bonding and milk flow.

The anaesthetist came back to see me to make sure I had no more questions.

The surgeon came to make sure I knew what was happening the next day.

I had the perinatal nurse come and chat through things with me to ease my mind a little.

Some of the other members of the team came and introduced themselves too.

That night myself and hubby went out to the seating area with a cuppa. I prayed silently and we held each other for a while, tears flowing about the enormity of the next day!

  • Wednesday 30th – I got dressed into my gown hubby got into a pair of scrubs! Around 7am my anaesthetist came to see me and then around 8.30 we were wheeled down to theatre.

 

We got into the recovery room and I said goodbye to hubby.

I remember going into the theatre down a corridor with my amazing anaesthetist (little did I know how amazing she was going to be through the rest of my journey)

She talked to me all the way through the prep of the operation. until finally, she said I’m now giving you your sleepy meds …………

I don’t remember what time I came around but when I did hubby was there and my mum. I was in the recovery room and Hubby showed me a pic of the babies. I remember there were tv theme tunes playing in the background.

I can’t remember much else until I woke in intensive care and had my babies at my side.

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I remember the only thing I had to say was – Blimey baby girl J has long nails would there be any nail clippers to clip her nails? I did try to give them a little breast milk but I really was too tired and full of morphine to feed them any significant amount.

I spent one night on intensive care hooked up to so many monitors that every time I dropped off to sleep the monitors would beep as the heart rate monitor is set at a certain amount and every time I nodded off my heart rate would go down further than that amount. They told me not to worry but when it’s beeping you can’t really forget about it!

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  • Thursday 31st – After a bed bath, I was transferred to a high dependency ward where I remember wanting desperately to get out of bed but they said my temperature was too high and they thought I had an infection. The next min everyone else babies and mums who were just post op too were wheeled out of the ward and a portable x-ray machine was wheeled into x-ray my chest.

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From here I was on drip fed antibiotics and fluids and a bag of blood.

  • Friday 1st – I was then given a side room and my babies were transferred to be with me. Hubby stayed with me and our babies. I was too weak to look after them at this point my thoughts of breastfeeding were now replaced with the guilt of not even being able to cuddle them!

It was from here I was able to get out of bed for the first time – after just a normal c section this feels like the worst thing in the world! You feel like you are going to rip open and everything feels like its going to fall out.

I continued to be given IV fluids and painkillers,

I managed to eat some food and drink a little tea!

Everything was going in the right direction………….

To be continued

Nina

Pregnancy

A quick update – I just can’t find the words.

Ok. I cant find the words at the moment to fill you in fully. 

I am just going to run through the details so that for those that have asked I can let you know without typing replies and messages over and over!

So. After a quite difficult pregnancy pregnant with our second set of twins I’m now nearing the end. 

All the way through scans have reported that twin 1’s placenta has been high. On the last scan i had at 34 weeks i was told that in-fact the placenta was low. And not just low it was covering “the os” which means the opening of my cervix.

Chatting to different people i have been told they don’t move down so it must have been low to start with and other sonographers have reported falsely. 

So at 34 weeks i got booked in for a c section for 37 weeks. 

The following week i had to go for steroid injections to help improve babies lungs. I attended my appointment on the Wednesday 

Wednesday evening I had a few niggles. I coped until the Thursday when i had to go back for my second injection. While  there I informed the midwife who sent me for monitoring 

The next day the drs came round and my consultant decided I needed an MRI 

After spending another few days at a bigger hospital with more resources should I go into labour (The pains were just niggles)

While there they found my iron level was very low and id need a 4 hr infusion. 

Also they did an internal ultrasound to confirm the placenta was in-fact low. 

I was sent home on the Monday with an appointment for the next day at Sheffield Royal Hallamshire hospital. With the top Dr in the country that performs this kind of MRI. 

The lovely Dr took us into a room after the scan and informed that it was bad news.

My placenta is deep into my uterine wall and therefore i would be having my c Section on site at The Jessop Wing of the hospital where they have an amazing team of people that perform surgery that I need. 

It will be not only a c Section with major blood loss anticipated but a hysterectomy and possibility of a bladder repair as some of the vessels from the placenta also look like they have invaded the bladder. 

After my MRI I went home and was told to attend my consultant appointment the following day and to pack a bag and prepare to return to Jessops the next day. 

Jessops is nearly 2 hours drive from our house so both myself & hubby packed a bag. 

The next morning (Wednesday) I woke from about a two hour sleep and headed to my mums where my other two had been staying overnight while I had been in hospital. I brushed M’s hair ready for holiday club and put it in plaits I cuddled my children tight and me and daddy took then to holiday club. In my head thinking if I don’t make it. At least I know that last morning at home was fairly normal for them.

We both kissed them goodbye and said we didn’t know if at my appointment they would like to keep me in to see the babies a bit longer.

To be honest the kids took it in their stride and didn’t seem bothered.

Sorry.  I wasn’t going to go into emotions but I felt the need to share my fear! 

So i headed to my appointment where after having to get results faxed through and numerous phone calls between my consultant and Jessops I was eventually told to head over.

Once here at Jessops I had the most intense 3 hours of my life. 

Chats with surgeon and anaesthetist about what the state of the placenta is. The possible risks involved in The surgery from damage to bladder to  needing lots of blood transfused. I mentioned that my fear is I don’t make it through. He reassured me they do around 6 of these a year and around 30 in the 5 years they have been performing this kind of surgery  and they haven’t lost anyone. He said thats why I am here as its one of only 3 hospitals in england that perform the op.

So basically Im now at Jessops awaiting this intense surgery next week. I am to do nothing so that a) I don’t bleed and b) I don’t go into labour. 

They do have an emergency plan in place should I do but by next Wednesday they will have a more  advanced medical team on hand.

He said it takes that long to get everyone in the right place at the right time and all equipment in the right place. 

Meanwhile i have been given an amazing room on my own where hubby can stay with me. 

What I know about the op. 

  • It can take anywhere from 4 – 7 hours. 
  • I will be asleep
  • I should be awake the same day but if my body is not responding they may keep me asleep until the following day 
  • They expect I could get out of bed the following day as getting up and about as soon as possible aids recovery 
  • My op will be in a different part of the hospital to where I am currently and where the babies will be taken after the op
  • Hubby will go with babies who will go to special care as they may need help waking up from the anaesthetic and maybe a little help breathing 
  • They will move me back up to near the babies as soon as I am able 
  • Following on from this their main priority is getting babies out making sure myself and babies are fit and healthy. Followed by getting myself and babies back together as soon as they can.
  • I wont be home for a minimum of 10 days following the op
Sorry if this post is all over the place. I Just wanted to get out something of what I know. While its still in my head. 
 
 
 
Thanks for reading 
 

 

 

Pregnancy

1st half of pregnancy  symptoms (pregnant with twins) 

Hi all,

I’m here today with a rundown of to how my first trimester went.

From my two lines at just 3 past my period due date to 20 weeks.

  • Started with extreme fatigue. So much so that by 4 o’clock I could be so tired I couldn’t function.
  • Morning sickness that actually lasted most of the day.  Brushing my teeth always brought on sickness.
  • Bleeding gums when brushing.
  • Sore boobs from around 7 weeks. Especially in the evening. I ended up buying a non-wired support top to sleep in.
  • My regular clothes started not fitting around 12 weeks.
  • Quite a bit of anxiety crept back in.
  • Crying at everything.

I manage I’d to combat a bit of the sickness by eating a small snack or biscuit at regular intervals through the day. And not eating too much at mealtimes.

I felt so much better if I could manage to get a nap before the afternoon school run. Still do.

I have kerbed a bit of the anxiety by keeping busy, exercise and fresh air.

I’ll be back in  a few weeks with my  2nd-trimester symptoms

Nina

Pregnancy

I’ve got a secret. 

First of all I’m sorry if this post is a little all over the place. 

Here goes. 

Back at the beginning of the year I had such plans for my blog and vlog. 

I had even wrote up ideas in my planner. 

But then something happened. 

Something that has had me feeling ill for a while. 

Something that sent my anxiety soaring. 

Something wonderful and nerve wracking at the same time. 

Two lines

I’m now just over 20 weeks and I’ve just got back from our 20 week scan. 

The reason I’ve been keeping it a secret is im not sure how I felt about this pregnancy. 

I feel ashamed as yes we took the decision to stop using contraception to “see what happened” 

To have J & M we had 5 years of trying followed by being pushed here there and everywhere for fertility treatments and then finally after a round of fertility drugs we had a big fat positive.   

Anyway  with morning sickness and extreme fatigue we booked for an early scan to make sure the pregnancy was valid and I joked to make sure there’s only one this time. 

The sonograper had only just turned the screen around………

F**k

F**k is exactly what I said. Then proceeded to cry. 

Yes that two sacks. Two foetus. Two heart beats!!!!

Omg not again.

Last time was so hard. 

Two more means a new car. A double pushchair. And missing out on all the things I missed out on last time because there are things I couldn’t do with 2. Like swimming, like sling carrying. Like having one to one time. Even baby massage and playgroups were an issue. 

As I said I’ve just been for my 20 week scan. And I’m still not sure it’s sunk in. 

20 weeks marks the start of my constant consultant appointments. Scans every 2 weeks. 

I’m hoping to be a little more active on my social media, blog and maybe even you tube channel. 

I’m sorry it’s taken so long to tell you where I’ve been. But it’s been hard to admit that I wasn’t over the moon especially as I know some people who follow me are struggling with infertility. 

Until next time. 

Nina x