After teeing up the whole return to the slicing and dicing process tomorrow, I pulled the plug this morning. Could end up as a temporary, quasi, pseudo, or otherwise short-term decision. But here’s thing. I woke up this morning pain-free and with more energy than I’ve had in many months. I’ve barely been able to slog through the stuff I need to do to have a job at the backside of this total and ongoing medical mess. So, on the chance that I can get a modest uptick in my ability to function as a human being and keep my job, I postponed the surgery.
Doc H says the main downside to postponement is nutritional. Basically, I’m pumping in liquid food, and it’s pumping itself right back out of my GIT and into the remnants of my lymphatics, where I collect it and dump it in little containers. I’m hoping a little patience pays of, and I’ll heal better with another week. Worst case, I think I’ll survive another week of borderline nutrition. But with a job!
I’ll keep you posted. For some reason I’m feeling that something momentous is on it ways into play. I’ll try to get you photos!
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