I am in here.
Other Patti and I just had dinner at Friday’s, and I am stuffed. This stuffed feeling is quite different from before, since my stomach is now tubular in shape, and sitting between my lungs. If the food can’t all fit in the tummy, which happens since the capacity is less, it mounts up the esophagus … Continue reading Stuffed like a sausage
And I am starting to get edgy, unsettled. I’ve been too quiet these past few days to suit me. I think this means that recovery is nearly complete. I’ve driven my car by myself, and am getting ready to get the J-tube out on Monday. I will be a self-sufficient human being at that point, … Continue reading Friday night again
And here I sit blogging. About what? About the fact that I’m off of tube feeds for the first time since the operation! I’ve been getting a substantial amount of my nutritional needs taken care of by a mysterious pump I used to get hooked up to every night that would dribble some brown stuff … Continue reading Friday night
… She chortled in her joy. It’s done! Yesterday afternoon was my last radiation treatment, and this morning, I was disconnected from my chemotherapy pump, which had been going continuously for six weeks. Can’t say anything more profound now than YAY! Now, I play happy songs on iTunes and wait for Other Patti to come … Continue reading O Frabjous Day! Calloo, callay!
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