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Open Letter from one of our Dear Relief Society Sisters,
On March 25, 2016 I was admitted to the hospital and had surgery to receive a new knee. Two weeks later when the staples were removed infected drainage poured out. It was a trip back to the hospital for me. The plastic parts of my knee replacement were removed for a ninety minute washout using gallons of hydrogen peroxide and other liquids before being restitched together.
I worked hard at physical therapy while on liquid antibiotics and pills. Late one evening my heart went into arterial fibrillation. I received a quick ambulance ride to the hospital, brought on by the stress on my body as a result of the medications and surgical procedures. The next day I met with a cardiologist that prescribed me more medications. Due to the various traumas my knee refused to bend properly. I was anesthetized and the surgeon forced it to bend. I then worked harder through physical therapy to keep it working. I found I was getting weaker and shakier. My Doctor said "The treatment isn't working." I was sent to see my infectious disease specialist that prescribed pills. She informed me I would be taking them for the remainder of my life. I got sicker and weaker. At my next visit with the surgeon he looked at me right in the eyes and said "I WANT TO SAVE YOUR KNEE, YOUR LEG AND YOUR LIFE! You need to go to Seattle and get a second opinion."
My son Richard took me to Seattle to see a new infectious disease specialist and an Orthopedic surgeon. Both Doctors concurred that the treatment was not working and that the knee needed to be re-opened, everything removed, washed out and a cement spacer infused with antibiotics placed.
For the third time an incision was made in my knee, the area cleaned out and the medicated spacer was set in rather than glued as my knee had been. I was placed in a straight brace and a pic line was reinstalled to infuse 1000 milligrams of liquid antibiotic into my arm twice per day along with additional antibiotic tablets. I returned home so weak that nurses visited my home regularly to clean and change my pic line. My leg remained straight with the help of a brace and I remained on antibiotics for a period of two months when they removed the antibiotics but not the cement spacer in my knee. The Doctor encouraged me to get the knee to bend up to a 90 degree angle. I could not do it alone so my family assisted me twice a day by helping me to move my knee as it would painfully crunch and grind.
On Halloween of 2016 I underwent knee surgery for the fourth time. The cement spacer was removed and a new knee was installed. The straight brace was used to keep the muscles and tendons that had been cut or ripped off of my leg bone in place so they could heal. The infection was gone!
How did I live through this past year? Gratitude! Every night before prayers I would think about the day's blessings. Sunshine, flowers outside my window, a daughter that flew from back East to be with me through each surgery staying for weeks at a time and even a month for the last surgery. My older brother called me every Sunday evening and lifted my spirit with his infectious laugh. One of my sisters sent me a card each week. Think of that, 52 cards and they are still coming. A son that comes over every night to see what he can do for me even while taking care of a very ill wife. Phone calls, cards, lovely dinners from ward family members. Sometimes the list was so long I would be in tears. Nieces and grandchildren all made gifts of homemade cards, sent with uplifting quotes and scriptures. I received Priesthood blessings that told me I would recover. Just when my faith would get a little weak someone would pop in with just the right thing to say to help strengthen my faith and resolve. I could feel the prayers in my behalf. I am so thankful for a loving Heavenly Father and His son Jesus Christ for my recovery.
Ruth Tveten
Ruth lives in the Centralia Stake and served as Relief Society President when the Centralia ward included the boundaries of Centralia, Chehalis, Rochester and Tenino, She has also served as Girls Camp Director, President in Primary, Young Womens, Stake Young Women's President and counselor in the Stake Young Women's Presidency. Ruth's husband Jan served as Bishop three times. Once in the Young Adult ward and twice in Rochester. Ruth served as Bishops wife for fifteen years. Ruth served with Jan as President to the Norway Mission. Ruth has nine siblings and seven children. She loves sewing, quilting and especially gardening.
On March 25, 2016 I was admitted to the hospital and had surgery to receive a new knee. Two weeks later when the staples were removed infected drainage poured out. It was a trip back to the hospital for me. The plastic parts of my knee replacement were removed for a ninety minute washout using gallons of hydrogen peroxide and other liquids before being restitched together.
I worked hard at physical therapy while on liquid antibiotics and pills. Late one evening my heart went into arterial fibrillation. I received a quick ambulance ride to the hospital, brought on by the stress on my body as a result of the medications and surgical procedures. The next day I met with a cardiologist that prescribed me more medications. Due to the various traumas my knee refused to bend properly. I was anesthetized and the surgeon forced it to bend. I then worked harder through physical therapy to keep it working. I found I was getting weaker and shakier. My Doctor said "The treatment isn't working." I was sent to see my infectious disease specialist that prescribed pills. She informed me I would be taking them for the remainder of my life. I got sicker and weaker. At my next visit with the surgeon he looked at me right in the eyes and said "I WANT TO SAVE YOUR KNEE, YOUR LEG AND YOUR LIFE! You need to go to Seattle and get a second opinion."
My son Richard took me to Seattle to see a new infectious disease specialist and an Orthopedic surgeon. Both Doctors concurred that the treatment was not working and that the knee needed to be re-opened, everything removed, washed out and a cement spacer infused with antibiotics placed.
For the third time an incision was made in my knee, the area cleaned out and the medicated spacer was set in rather than glued as my knee had been. I was placed in a straight brace and a pic line was reinstalled to infuse 1000 milligrams of liquid antibiotic into my arm twice per day along with additional antibiotic tablets. I returned home so weak that nurses visited my home regularly to clean and change my pic line. My leg remained straight with the help of a brace and I remained on antibiotics for a period of two months when they removed the antibiotics but not the cement spacer in my knee. The Doctor encouraged me to get the knee to bend up to a 90 degree angle. I could not do it alone so my family assisted me twice a day by helping me to move my knee as it would painfully crunch and grind.
On Halloween of 2016 I underwent knee surgery for the fourth time. The cement spacer was removed and a new knee was installed. The straight brace was used to keep the muscles and tendons that had been cut or ripped off of my leg bone in place so they could heal. The infection was gone!
How did I live through this past year? Gratitude! Every night before prayers I would think about the day's blessings. Sunshine, flowers outside my window, a daughter that flew from back East to be with me through each surgery staying for weeks at a time and even a month for the last surgery. My older brother called me every Sunday evening and lifted my spirit with his infectious laugh. One of my sisters sent me a card each week. Think of that, 52 cards and they are still coming. A son that comes over every night to see what he can do for me even while taking care of a very ill wife. Phone calls, cards, lovely dinners from ward family members. Sometimes the list was so long I would be in tears. Nieces and grandchildren all made gifts of homemade cards, sent with uplifting quotes and scriptures. I received Priesthood blessings that told me I would recover. Just when my faith would get a little weak someone would pop in with just the right thing to say to help strengthen my faith and resolve. I could feel the prayers in my behalf. I am so thankful for a loving Heavenly Father and His son Jesus Christ for my recovery.
Ruth Tveten
Ruth lives in the Centralia Stake and served as Relief Society President when the Centralia ward included the boundaries of Centralia, Chehalis, Rochester and Tenino, She has also served as Girls Camp Director, President in Primary, Young Womens, Stake Young Women's President and counselor in the Stake Young Women's Presidency. Ruth's husband Jan served as Bishop three times. Once in the Young Adult ward and twice in Rochester. Ruth served as Bishops wife for fifteen years. Ruth served with Jan as President to the Norway Mission. Ruth has nine siblings and seven children. She loves sewing, quilting and especially gardening.
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