March 9th

Mar 11, 2009

I made it!!!
March 9th has come and gone, and I am alive and healing quickly on the other side. I feel as though I've gone through the looking glass. On this side, a low glucose Boost pushes me over the edge, and when I feel pain and sluggishness, I MUST get up and walk.
I am so relieved that I had no complications, especially after a botched laproscopic cystectomy a few years back that laid me up for months with a crit of 11. This time around I had an ALL STAR team. I don't care about hand-holding or bedside manner, I care about a superstar surgeon that codifies the title: meticulous, precise, confident, expert. Dr. O'Malley is the ultimate. The team at Highland hospital was top-notch (9 West, props to y'all). I would not hesitate to recommend this team to anyone.
Now I'm home and the fun begins. I am already down several punds from my presurgery highest (9 to be exact), and I never thought I would be so excited to pass wind!
Last night, however, was a wake-up call. As I carefully spooned cream of chicken soup into my new little "baby bird" (My name for my pouch), family members partook in cheeseburgers, chicken french, and large saucy italian subs loaded with cheese. The smells were jarring, but any urges were purely mental. I can't imagine actually being able to digest any of that, and furthermore, what would be the point. Right now I must concentrate on the flavors and textures allowed by my phase one plan, and observe the way my newly rearranged digestive tract behaves.
I must also remember that it is important to feel these impulses and to think them through, since these are what characterized my dangerous relationship with food--a relationship I do not ever wish to rekindle.

Good Luck and God bless all my brothers and sisters in the fight, and thanks to my friends for your support and encouragement. I am on my way!!!

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