I'm finally back home this morning. Talk about having "wtf" moments. I had the RNY Thurs along with the repair of my herniated bell button, oh, and lets throw in the removal of my gallbladder. Thurs night I felt great. Than Fri the cramps from the gas started hot and heavy. Sat & Sun I couldn't get anything out. And I thought I was going to die. They tried everything and I only got a little relief. Yesterday was a new pil. Redline something or other. It slowly starting to give me some relief last night and than this morning at 2:00 AM they had to replace the commode in my room. LOL! I still don't feel good but I had to get out of that hospital. I'm weak, tired and still sore. First thing I did was get a shower and my dear wife just made me the best tasting, low clorie, Cambell's cream of tomato soup ever. I will never eat cream of chicken soup or vanilla pudding for the rest of my life.
Thanks for all the kind comments when I went in. Writing this is the first thing I'm doing before calling all the concerned relatives.
If you could give me a hand to the bench I would appreciate it. Thanks for caring. And I really mean that. I'll read Sunday Weigh-in later. Time for me to rest.
By the way this is a younger man's sport.