Home Again

Right now it hurts to do pretty much everything including laughing. My gut is one big scar. Naturally, this video surfaced yesterday that I could not stop watching despite each laugh ripping at my wound. Hope you enjoy and make sure to have the sound up.

Onwards…

Yesterday Ellen broke me out of prison (the hospital) and we carried a bunch of wires and tubes home so that I could continue my recovery from the comfort of my own home.

The last two weeks – selfishly – have been sheer hell. Time was standing still for me. I have never been in a hospital more than three days and this stay was two weeks. I was in this mixed state of pain and fear the whole time as my body was not processing food. I did not eat anything outside a tube for the last two weeks.

I got lucky that my late night emergency room walk in a few weeks back placed me in great hands that diagnosed the problem quickly and stuck me in an ambulance to a sister hospital that took fantastic care of me. I got lucky that the chief of Surgery (Dr. Lipton) at the hospital was a general surgeon. General Surgeons focus on the organs within the abdomen, including the stomach and colon.

So now I am home and have another 6-8 weeks of mostly bedrest.

I have lost a lot of weight and feel pretty beaten up. I don’t have an appetite.

Because of the weak appetite I have no energy so will have to hack some foods and vitamins to build some sort of routine to not fall much further behind with work.

Day by day, but at least I am home with Ellen and my puppy and the Phoenix sun all around.