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To bring you up to date… an enlightening chronicle that briefly takes you through the birth of a dream, around the enduring course of difficulties, obstacles, and distractions, then the sprint to the elusive finish line, which is always further away than it seems... but can't be far off now!

I have tried to keep these postings in a chronological sequence so, for first time visitors, go to the bottom of "What I've been doing" where you'll find the first entry and the most recent entry will be at the top.

I have recently felt the need to add a disclaimer. The tone of this blog tends to follow after the mood and interests of the editor. While its original intent was to chronicle my boating escapades, of recent, my adventures have begun to embrace a religious flavor. For this reason, I'd like to clarify that, although the posts may appear biased, I advise you to reject any notion suggesting that I, in fact, may appear to be endorsing any predilection or point of view. Anymore, I believe what I believe, which is between myself and I, and I have learned that beliefs are personal and deserve being protected from public scrutiny. Please view anything posted within this site only as food for thought.


Friday, September 4, 2009

Addendum (appendix!!) to “Getting Sick”


Cameron sent me a couple of snapshots he took while I was hospitalized. I had completely forgotten about having that tube down my throat. Seeing it makes me wish he hadn’t reminded me! Some memories are best forgotten. The reason for the tube was to vacuum my stomach to ensure it was completely empty before they did the surgery. It was only there a couple of days and when I came out of the surgery, it was gone… something I was very thankful for!

I had my post-op appointment yesterday. The doctor removed the stitches from the wound and gave me a clean bill of health. He drew a clever sketch of my innards and thoroughly explained what had happened based on their findings after the surgery. They found where the appendix had been leaking. It’s good to know that he wasn’t mistaken in his diagnosis and that all of this was not a waste of time or perfectly good suffering. He explained how the bacterial leakage immediately begins to spread throughout the stomach cavity and to attack where ever it lands. It forms a pock or small abscess and white blood cells go to work to kill it off. It was his opinion that the flu symptoms I was suffering could have been simply a reaction to the bacterial sickness going on inside of me. So… there’s a bit more evidence refuting the culpability theory that I caught something from the grand kids. It’s one of those questions that, I guess, we’ll never be able to answer for sure. So, quit feeling guilty Kotryna!!

Anymore, I have good days then I have bad ones. Today happens to be a sorta bad one. I’m just feeling sickly and not well all over. I’m a bit concerned because the incision continues to weep near the top. It has been a month since the surgery and it seems like it should be totally closed and dry by now. The doctor didn’t have much to say about it so I’ll assume that it’s OK for a while longer. Hopefully it stops weeping soon.

I continue to fight for an appetite. Food has to be very flavorful for me to want to eat it. I lost 25 lbs. before I finally began to gain again. Today, the scale says I’ve gained 5 so I’m only down 20 lbs. now. I generally have to force myself to eat so the weight gain hasn’t been easy but I’m encouraged to be making progress.

Sleeping and nausea have been a struggle too. I had been taking a pill to help with the nausea but then began suffering intense insomnia. While awake one night, I went online to investigate what could be the cause. I’m always suspect of medicines and, sure enough, Compazine (for nausea) listed insomnia as a side effect. What do I do now? I must sleep so I stopped the med and do my best to tolerate the nausea. It’s getting better with time, except for today! But how much time is required? I so dearly want to feel normal and whole again and I don’t understand why it’s taking so long. I try not to dwell on it for fear of depression taking hold but it’s difficult to deal with so many emotions. This has truly been a trial.