The Need

It has been a long time since I’ve posted a blog entry. I’ve started about ten of them but they ended up being about pain, suffering, cancer or … Then I realised this morning that, if this what is ruling my life right now, then this is what I need to post.

Just over a month ago, April 12, 2016, I was working and enjoying time with my students, friends and family. My daughter, Shauna, had been diagnosed with breast cancer in December and the tumour was removed, she had started chemo and life was ongoing. A week after Shauna was diagnosed, I was diagnosed with stage 2 uterine cancer. It was not a rollicking Christmas. On April 13, 2016, I had surgery to remove my lady bits aLady bitsnd repair a huge abdominal hernia. The surgery took 5 hours and two surgeons for the different jobs they had to do. I cannot thank the doctors (6 in the operating room), nurses (5 in the operating room and I lost count of those wonderful ones in the ward) and staff enough for the care I have received.

Well, I’m 5 weeks post-op and my cancer is cured. The tumour was removed and after testing every bit that was removed, I’m all clear and need no further treatment for cancer. I do have a long recovery time for the rebuilt abdominal muscle wall. But, I don’t look pregnant anymore. And it looks like my “Ripley” is gone. I had gained 10 pounds from Christmas to April because I didn’t give a care about eating good or bad. Then I did not lose a single pound in my 5 days in the hospital. Liquids, soft foods and intravenous. I’m blaming that on “water” retention – you know – “saline solution.”

Well, I weighed myself today and I’m down the 10 pounds from December. I’ve found that I cannot eat very much food at a sitting, the way my sleeve gastrectomy is supposed to work. I still have a tendency to eat way too many bad things but the quantities are small. I’m up and about walking more but still not enough. My stomach muscles are pulling quite a bit and I’m terrified that they will pull apart and my innards will want to become outards – again. Not a real excuse.

Shauna is finished her chemo and is now rebuilding her strength so she can under go weeks of radiation. It’s kind of cool that we get spend so much time together. Not so great when my poor husband Norm has to deal with two hyper cranky women. We’re a strange bunch.

No guilt Puppy

Me, a relaxed guilt puppy, recovering from surgery on my couch.

So, for today I’ll leave it here with a little guilt gone for having neglected my writing and all of you who read my postings. I’ve got a crapload (metric measurement) of funny cartoons to write around and lots of diet ideas to motivate even me.

Thanks for listening!  ; D Diane



~ by 1fatgirlshrinking - Diane Kirby on May 20, 2016.

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