Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Circumstances Beyond My Control

So no sooner do I say "barring circumstances beyond my control I will be running a half marathong in November" ... I get circumstances beyond my control!

I haven't blogged very consistently the past few weeks. I have been suffering from awful headaches - migraines that won't die - pain on the left side of my head that won't go away - dizziness that is becoming more consistent and increasingly frequent severe vertigo attacks. I had been to my Primary Care Physician, the ER, the neurologist, and my ENT. I thought that I was just stressed out from the PMP Exam prep and that if I could just get past the PMP Exam and stop thinking about the exam and get some rest I would come out just fine on the other side.
But after the exam the pain and the headaches were not leaving and I found myself increasingly dizzy. We tried the "usual" treatments that have always worked for my migraines in the past, but I started having a nagging feeling that something else was causing the pain on the left side of my head.

Left side of my head ....... yeah - so there is so much going on with me on that side of my head. I have had 5 surgeries on my left ear. Yes, 5. I have always had some hearing loss in my left ear. The summer before my senior year in high school I went on a mission trip with my best friend. We spent much of that time arguing. I was saying "What?" a lot and it was a bit frustrating for my friend. I remember at one point she looked at me and said "You're not listening to me. If you were listening to me you wouldn't be asking 'What?'" In her defense - who thinks a 17 year old has a hearing problem? When I got back from the mission trip I talked to my mom about how frustrating it was that I was finding that I couldn't understand what people were saying. She said "Well, remember you've always had trouble with your left ear - we'll make an appointment to get it checked out." So after several doctors appointments and seeing an ENT it was decided that they would do some exploratory surgery on my left ear. My ear canal was very small - like my body grew, but my ear canal never did. They weren't sure what they would find when they opened up my ear canal and were able to see past the ear drum. They actually did a skin graft from my left arm and used that skin to open up my ear canal. They said that when they went in my ear drum was thickened - like it had cartilege on the back side and they wanted to do another surgery to explore my middle ear after my ear canal was healed. I had my first surgery in April of my senior year and the second surgery in July before heading to college. The second surgery was pretty much exploratory. They decided to leave the bones in my middle ear alone at that time, but warned me that I may need to have prosthesis bones put in later in life. The work that they had done on my ear canal improved my hearing tremendously.

After my children were born I found that my hearing was getting progressively worse again. Now I lived in Michigan. I found an ENT there and he decided that it was time to try to put prosthesis bones in my middle ear as they had deteriorated to the point of not being able to provide enough conductivity for adequate hearing. So I had surgery to put prosthesis bones in my middle ear.

After that surgery and I had the packing removed I was so excited! I could hear so well! Almost too well! I could hear the blood pulsing through my head I could hear so well. It was almost overwhelming and took a lot of getting used to. About 2 months after that surgery I came down with bronchitis. During a coughing fit I suddenly lost my hearing. I went to the ENT and he discovered that the prosthesis bones were protruding through my ear drum. We thought it was just an unfortunate incident related to the bronchitis, so we decided to try again a few months later. But again, a couple of months after that surgery the prosthesis bones worked their way out through my ear drum. Apparently my body was having no part of these prosthesis bones. I was fitted for a hearing aid and I resigned myself to the fact that I was going to have to wear a hearing aid at the ripe old age of 29.

The hearing aid was wonderful when I first started wearing it. Surround sound! Who knew? But I would wear the hearing aid and then I would get an ear infection and not be able to wear it. It would take a couple of weeks to clear up and then I could wear the hearing aid, but only for a few weeks before I would et yet another ear infection.

During that time I moved to North Carolina and I found a new ENT. Dr. Mann. I was having another ear infection and was very frustrated that I was not getting full use of my hearing aid. During my first appointment with Dr. Mann he said "Well, we can't keep going down the road of trying to restore your hearing in the ways you have tried before - that obviously isn't going to work. But I would like to challenge you to think 'outside the box' regarding getting your hearing back to an acceptable level." OK - cool - I can do that - I can think outside the box. He proceeded to tell me about the BAHA (Bone Anchored Hearing Aid). It starts with putting a small titanium implant in the bone behind the ear. The titanium fuses with the bone via oseointegration. That implant then transfers sound vibrations to the functioning cochlea. So yeah - you read that right - they put a screw in your head. A sound processor then "snaps" on to the implant to process the sound and transfer it to the titanium implant. All I could hear was "screw in your head". Yeah, doc, I don't know what box you were in - but I'm not thinking outside that box - sorry. But he encouraged me to think about it and to consider it. I came back about a month later for a follow up visit and he asked me if I had thought any more about the BAHA. Nope - I haven't thought about it at all because you're nuts if you think I'm putting a screw in my head. But he pushed the issue further and told me that I could actually try the BAHA without having it "installed" via a headband that I could wear. He would even allow me to take it home for a week so that I could try it in different settings, etc... OK - fine - I will try it. He had me meet with the audiologist who explained everything to me and fitted the headband for me and sent me on my merry way. It was about a 20 minute drive home and by the time I pulled into my driveway I said "It looks like I'm getting a screw in my head!" It was amazing! I could hear again! The advantages to bypassing my ear canal and middle ear with the BAHA were very compelling and I decided to go ahead with having the BAHA installed. That surgery was December 23, 2004. I love my BAHA! And you would never know I have one unless I show it to you - and I show everyone! :) Since having the BAHA installed my ear infections have gone drastically down and I can once again hear my children. It's fantastic.








So that leads us to my thought regarding pain in the left side of my head ... hhhhhmmmmm ... I wonder ... I haven't been to the ENT in 3 years - maybe I should get my ear checked out. My appointment with the ENT was the day after my visit to the ER for some headache "snake juice" to knock my headache out. While in the ER the doc looked in my crazy left ear (no one ever looks in there and says 'Yup - that looks normal.' because it so is the farthest thing from normal in there) and declared my ear fine.

I went the NEXT DAY to the ENT and the Physician's Assistant declared that I had a raging infection - that there is no way anyone could look in there and declare that OK. I had blood and puss in the ear canal and she needed to clear that up in order to see further to what was going on in my ear. She used a small vacuum to try to clean it out which sent my dizziness into full force. She put me on Ciprodex drops to clear up the infection and renewed my prescription for Meclazine to help with the dizziness.

Over this past weekend I started the Ciprodex drops, but whenever I would put the drops in I would have a severe Vertigo attack. It was awful. So on Monday I called the ENT back and explained the situation. He asked me to come back in today so that he could see what he could see.

Today when I went back I was able to see what he saw - he used a microscope that had a camera in it that projected on a TV that I could see. I geek out over that stuff. There was most obviously something in there that shouldn't be. And when he touched it to try to get it out the vertigo was set off again. Dr. Mann said it was a cholesteatoma.
What is a cholesteatoma? A perforation of the ear drum will generally heal without surgery. In some cases, however, instead of normally healing, the skin of the ear drum can grow through the hole into the middle ear. If infection is present, the skin will continue to grow into the middle ear and will become a tumor of the ear termed a cholesteatoma. Cholesteatomas are NOT a form of cancer. They are benign tumors. As they grow, they can look like an onion peel of white skin formed into a ball.

Cholesteatomas actively erode bone because they contain enzymes which are activated by moisture. In time, cholesteatomas will eventually erode the bone leading into the inner ear. This can cause nerve loss and deafness as well as severe imbalance and dizziness. The thin plate of bone that separates the roof of the ear from the brain can also be eroded by cholesteatomas. This exposes the covering of the brain. In extreme situations, it can lead to brain infection and other severe complications.
Cholesteatoma is a serious condition and, when diagnosed, requires prompt treatment. Medical treatment concentrates on drying the infection within the ear. Antibiotics, given both by mouth and drops in the ear, combined with weekly cleaning of the ear under the surgical microscope, can clear up the infection.

A (CAT) CT scan is obtained by the ear surgeon to determine how much the cholesteatoma has spread in the ear.

The bone behind the ear is called the mastoid bone. It connects to the middle ear. In a healthy ear, it is filled with air. In most cases of cholesteatoma, the mastoid bone is filled with irritated mucous membranes and cholesteatoma itself often grows into this bone. The CAT scan will guide the ear surgeon as to how far the cholesteatoma has grown and whether it has eroded into the inner ear or brain. The CAT scan will also indicate the degree to which bones of hearing have been eroded.

Some of the risks that Dr. Mann has highlighted to me that he will be very careful to monitor during surgery are risks to the nerve hearing that I do still have in my left ear. I have lost a siginificant amount of hearing in that ear, but it seems to be all conductive hearing or bone hearing. My nerve hearing is still in tact. Fortunatley, I do already have the BAHA and could rely on that should anything happen to my nerve, but it would be markedly reduced from what I currently enjoy.

Also, with any surgery that involves the middle and/or inner ear there is concern about several nerves that run through that area. One is a facial nerve that provides feeling and motion to that entire side of my face. Another nerve is one that provides taste to that side of my tongue. With all the surgeries I have had on my ear I already have some funkiness going on with the taste. Anything that goes in my left ear makes me taste metallic - I would hope that would not become permanent. He will employ facial nerve monitoring during surgery to lessen the risk of anything happening to the facial nerve, but it is something that he wanted to be sure to discuss with me. I have had this discussion around every ear surgery I have had. So I am used to hearing about this risk.

Dr. Mann believes that the cholesteatoma that we could see via the microscope in his office has grown into the middle ear and is either cramping the inner ear or the vestibular nerve. What we could see in the office was the part that had grown into the ear canal - he believes it is a bit bigger behind the ear drum.

So to circumstances beyond my control ... I don't think I'm going to be able to train quickly enough for the November 1 half marathon. I am very disappointed about this. I have been very frustrated that I haven't been able to run or workout like I would like to due to the pain, migraines, and dizziness. I am anxious to get back to working out more regularly. Heck - half the time I don't even drive myself places right now. And I hate being reliant on others for basic things like going to work.

My surgery is scheduled for Monday, September 28 - not even two weeks from now. I am relieved to have an answer to the pain that won't go away and the troubling dizziness. No one wants to have surgery, but if that is what will help get me back to normal - I am all for it.

I had to open my big mouth and just say "circumstances beyond my control" didn't I?

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

NO WAY!

So I know this is kinda stalker-ish, but I found my high school math teacher and track coach on the web site for the school he now teaches at in Michigan. My husband had suggested that I try to get a hold of him to let him know I was running. That would be of particular interest to someone who really had to motivate me to run even a half mile in high school.

So I found him and I sent him an email and let him know I was running and how much I was loving it seeing as how I never thought I would ever find myself saying that. I am up to running 5 to 6 miles during the week and on the weekends when I do my long runs I am up to about 8 miles. (I need to step that up if I have a prayer of finishing a half marathon in November!) I wanted to let him know that I could still hear and feel his encouragement from the past and wanted him to know how much it meant to me, etc...

He graciously wrote his former student-now stalker back and let me know that I was now running farther than him! Math-teachin-track-coach say what? Let me assure you that thought had NEVER crossed my mind!

So Mr. Verkaik - please know you have made my millenium! Whodathunkit? :)

Friday, September 4, 2009

Having fun with my fatty clothes

So I'm not sure how we started playing around like this, but the kids and I were having a ton of fun with my fatty fat fat clothes tonight. The pictures are not the best quality because my kids were taking the pictures, but I think you will enjoy them just the same.

The first one is my daughter, Marissa and I in my jean jacket - buttoned up and everything.


Now with Megan.


That was plenty fun and then Caleb and I decided to take it a step further ... and get in my pants together!



The girls were not to be outdone and wanted their turn ...




Megan really enjoyed this.





But the piece de' resistance is this picture of all 3 kids in my pants and jacket together. I don't know whether to laugh or cry! But be assured I laughed my skinny little butt off! HEHEHEHEHE!




Whodathunkit?

Thursday, September 3, 2009

I can't believe I'm going to say this ...

I am signing up for the City of Oaks Half Marathon.

There I said it. So now I have to do it. Barring circumstances beyond my control I am going to run a half marathon on November 1st.

Before the half marathon I have a couple of other races that I have signed up for. I am probably doing the North Hills 5K next weekend on September 12. I am walking with "Team Rukamp" at the Heart Walk on September 27. Then I have signed up to run in the Triangle Run/Walk for Autism on October 10. (By the way - if you are interested in donating to a fantastic cause you can make an online donatoin on my web page at http://trianglerunwalkforautism.kintera.org/faf/donorReg/donorPledge.asp?ievent=307405&lis=0&kntae307405=CAECA424F0694E0B9E8149ACEF5694F9) Then I am going to be running the American Tobacco Trail 10 mile run on October 24 - just 1 week before the half marathon on November 1.

Yeah - that wore me out just writing it. :)

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Kanga 2, Pamelot 0

So 8 months after surgery I have discovered that I am still having to make sure I obey the rules of the pouch. Today was a stark reminder of just how much I need to obey the rules or my life will be miserable. I had lunch earlier today and there were two problems. One - I really wanted lunch. I was so ready for lunch. Two - it was super yummy and I wanted it all! So what did I do? I ate way too fast. And I didn't stop when I should have (after a couple of bites). So Kanga made sure to remind me who was in control. I was miserable until Kanga refunded the Roo. And keep in mind - this was after 3 bites of food. But I ate too fast, and I didn't chew chew chew chew before I swallowed. UGH!

And after a stressful day all I wanted was some chocolate. I had been craving it all day. I tried to satisfy the craving by getting an Odwalla chocolate bar. No - no - no. No. Have I mentioned, not so much? Yuck! I had to stop at WalMart on the way home and the York Peppermint Patty was calling my name from the checkout lane. So I gave in. And I totally regretted that decision. I totally dumped. I was struggling to make it home before I was taken over by the carb coma I was slipping into. There is nothing worse than feeling like you can't keep your eyes open while you are driving!

So I have to admit defeat to Kanga today. She has won 2 rounds to my 0.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Pamela DeVries, PMP

Looks good doesn't it? :)

I did it! I passed the PMP exam this morning. It's been a crazy few weeks as I studied for this difficult test. I am glad to be done.

For those interested in taking this exam I can suggest a few things for you.

And now, as my instructor so eloquently said "I care, yet I am totally indifferent." I have those 3 letters behind my name and that is really all that matters! :)

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Great Pics

I've been meaning to post these pictures for some time. I am currently taking a break from my frantic studying for my PMP exam which is in just 2 days.

A few weekends ago we went to a wedding of a dear friend. It was a beautiful day and my lovely neice took some fantabulous pictures of the family. She is a budding photographer. I think you will agree that for a 13 year old - she has quite the future ahead of her in photography.






This is us hanging before - waiting for the nuptuals to start.


My beautiful chitlins.

Me and my man.



The clan.

I love this pic.




All dramatic!



Me in my pretty new dress - a strapless!



I love this pic, too!



This was on the property where the wedding was - it was beautiful.



FUN!



And this was just us being silly.

Friday, August 28, 2009

America's Fat Hatred

There is a new article in Newsweek this week called "America's Fat Hatred". I found it very interesting and if you get the chance to read it - please do. In particular it addresses America's prejudice against fat people - it digs into the question "Why do American's hate fat people so much?" Here is an excerpt from the article:


Fatness has always been seen as a slight on the American character. Ours is a
nation that values hard work and discipline, and it's hard for us to accept that
weight could be not just a struggle of will, even when the bulk of the
research—and often our own personal experience—shows that the factors leading to
weight gain are much more than just simple gluttony. "There's this general
perception that weight can be controlled if you have enough willpower, that it's
just about calories in and calories out," says Dr. Glen Gaesser, professor of
exercise and wellness at Arizona State University and author of BigFat Lies: The
Truth About Your Weight and Your Health, and that perception leads the nonfat to
believe that the overweight are not just unhealthy, but weak and lazy. Even
though research suggests that there is a genetic propensity for obesity, and
even though some obese people are technically healthier than their skinnier
counterparts, the perception remains "[that] it's a failure to control
ourselves. It violates everything we have learned about self control from a very
young age," says Gaesser.

In a country that still prides itself on its Puritanical ideals, the fat self
is the "bad self," the epitome of greed, gluttony, and sloth. "There's a
widespread belief that fat is controllable," says Linda Bacon, author of Health
at Every Size: The Surprising Truth About Your Weight. "So then it's unlike a
disability where you can have compassion; now you can blame the individual and
attribute all kinds of mean qualities to them. Then consider the thinner people
that are always watching what they eat carefully—fat people are symbols of what
they can become if they weren't so virtuous."

But considering that the U.S. has already become a size XL nation—66 percent
of adults over 20 are considered overweight or obese, according to the Centers
for Disease Control—why does the stigma, and the anger, remain?

Call it a case of self-loathing. "A lot of people struggle themselves with
their weight, and the same people that tend to get very angry at themselves for
not being able to manage their weight are more likely to be biased against the
obese," says Marlene Schwartz, director of the Rudd Center for Food Policy and
Obesity at Yale University. "I think that some of this is that anger is
confusion between the anger that we have at ourselves and projecting that out
onto other people." Her research indicates that younger women, who are under the
most pressure to be thin and who are also the most likely to be self-critical,
are the most likely to feel negatively toward fat people. .

As many women's magazines' cover lines note, losing the last five pounds can
be a challenge. So why don't we have more compassion for people struggling to
lose the first 50, 60, or 100? Some of it has to do with the psychological
phenomenon known as the fundamental attribution error, a basic belief that
whatever problems befall us personally are the result of difficult
circumstances, while the same problems in other people are the result of their
bad choices. Miss a goal at work? It's because the vendor was unreliable, and
because your manager isn't giving you enough support, and because the power
outage last week cut into premium sales time. That jerk next to you? He blew his
quota because he's a bad planner, and because he spent too much time taking
personal calls.

The same can be true of weight: "From working with so many people struggling
with their weight, I've seen it many times," says Andrew Geier, a postdoctoral
fellow in the psychology department at Yale University. "They believe they're
overweight due to a myriad of circumstances: as soon as my son goes to college,
I'll have time to cook healthier meals; when my husband's shifts change at work,
I can get to the gym sooner.…" But other people? They're overweight because they
don't have the discipline to do the hard work and take off the weight, and that
lack of discipline is an affront to our own hard work. (Never mind that weight
loss is incredibly difficult to attain: Geier notes that even the most rigorous
behavioral programs result in at most about a 12.5 percent decrease in weight,
which would take a 350-pound man to a slimmer, but not svelte, 306 pounds).

These words called out to me big time. Being overweight has always been a stigma about self control. I have had people say these exact words to me - and it led to the feelings that I have abotu myself that to this day - 100 pounds lighter - I still struggle to overcome. So does the fact that I have now lost 100 pounds mean I found my self control? Hardly! I don't believe it was a matter of self control or will power. I can do hard things - I believe that about myself - but essentially - I don't believe I can do them of my own will power. It is Christ who works within me and through me to accomplish His great works. And it sure wasn't my own self control and will power that made me lose this weight. Let's not be fooled people - I had major surgery to re-route my insides to FORCE me to loose this weight. That is the realization I came to - I needed a major intervention in my life to change A LOT of things about myself - not just my self control around eating. This journey has been about FAR MORE than just calories in and calories out for me. I have had to confront a lot about who I am and what I do and how I react to things. That is NOT FUN!

I had developed many coping mechanisms for my life that had to do with food. If I felt stressed - I ate. If I wanted to reward myself - I ate. If I was upset - I ate. If I was happy - I ate. If I just didn't want to feel what I was feeling anymore - I made it go away by eating. And if you wanted to get in my face about what I was eating or how much - oh just you wait - you ain't seen nothing yet - I would just do it more to prove I could. I did it out in the open - I did it in private when no one was looking.

I've been on the receiving end of hurtful comments about my size. From subtle comments like "You have such a pretty face", or "We only have booth's left and you probably don't want to squeeze into one of those - why don't you wait for a table to open up", to the not so subtle from family members about "How could you let yourself go like that?" I've even been laughed at - to my face - in public - about how fat I was. The whole sticks and stones thing? Crap, I tell you. Pure crap. It hurts and it hurts for a long time.

I have made the excuses about why I couldn't exercise - why I couldn't loose weight. Not all of them were invalid either. From my PCOS, to the various surgeries I had, to my "genes", to my hectic schedule with 3 small children, to my hectic schedule at work, to having all the other responsibilities that life throws my way - be just that - in the way.

And I have swung to the opposite end of the spectrum - feeling like I had found the promised land! I have found the answer my obese peeps! You can loose weight too! I found myself wanting to run up to anyone I saw who I thought could benefit from the surgery and shake them going "Wake up! You can do it! If I can do it - you can do it! Follow me! I know the way!" I didn't feel an anger, but I identify strongly with what was said in the article about how people who struggle with their own weight are more likely to be mad at others about their weight. I went through a stage where I did feel judgemental of others and it bothered me because I have been on the other side of that coin.

All that is to say that I know that it takes time to confront your own demons. You have to be in a place where you can be prepared - mentally, emotionally, physically, to do the battle that needs to be done to win this war. I am no where near winning this war. I am still in the midst of the battle to be sure. It is still a constant struggle for me. I am far enough out from surgery that I can eat more normally than I could right after surgery - and it is now where the rubber meets the road - this is where I have to be sure to make the right decisions. I have to be sure to use this "window of opportunity" that surgery has given me to make the hard changes for my life. I don't get it right every time - the surgery is the tool that helps me make the right decisions right now.

But let's get back to the point of the Newsweek article. What do you think? Do you have a prejudice against fat people? Do you think that you have problems with other people's issues because you struggle with that issue yourself? Such as impatience, laziness, self control, foul language, etc... Leave me a comment and let me know what you think!

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

100 Pounds Down!

I finally hit the monumentous goal of losing 100 pounds! I belong to the century club! It's just a little surreal to me.

I was saving a pair of pants that I was barely squeezing into before surgery so that I could see the difference. I was waiting until this very milestone to see what they would look like.



I can fit into one leg of these pants! How crazy is that?




You've heard it here people - I am never going back.

Going Crazy

I am almost done with my Boot Camp class for the PMP Exam Prep. I have one more day of class left. Last week I went ahead and scheduled the exam for Friday, September 4. I thought that was pretty aggressive - only leaving me 2 weekends to really study. Well, today I got a bug in my bonnet and I moved the exam UP to next Tuesday - September 1. I figured after this weekend I really didn't need anymore time - no need to wait all week to take the test - just get it done and be done with it! I am so tired of this and want to be done with all the stress surrounding this exam.

Well, while I was rescheduling I noticed that there is an opening on Saturday. Now I am wondering if I shouldn't just take Thursday and Friday off from work - study study study study and take the exam on Saturday. I so seriously want to be done with this thing.

What do you think?