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Medical Status

Medical Status

Today is’t been 1010 days since I was released from rehab after my pancreatitis attack on 9/16/2017. I’ve lost track of the health issues since then. Here are the ones I can remember: Surgery to repair abdominal hernia Surgery to perform ileostomy takedown 3(?) Surgeries to repair wounds in my abdomen Countless visits to the ER Multiple pancreatitis flare ups – some included multi night hospital stays Discovery of new pseudocyst. Possible needed stint placed to remove bile.  Not needed…

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The Morning

The Morning

It’s 6:30 AM.  I’m sitting on my front porch.  The sky above is cloudless and a beautiful shade of blue. The morning sun shines through the trees to my right.  Across from me are the houses newly built in the past year. The constant roar of cars flying down County Road 1 envelopes my ears.  Birds are chirping, in front of me in the trees and above me on the roof.  Constructions vehicles arriving obliterate the sound of the cars. …

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My New Friend Sucks

My New Friend Sucks

My new friend is not a person, but it is something that I’m close to and will, hopefully, enrich my life.  My new friend is a Wound Vac.  I mentioned in the previous journal entry.  Here I am wearing my new friend.  The actual vac looks like the one from the last post.  I need to wear it 24/7 for at least 2 weeks. My visiting nurse will be here on Monday to change the filter and dressing.  The tube runs…

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Current Wounds

Current Wounds

Quick follow up on the previous Journal entry.  To be honest, I’m not really sure why I’m showing you this.  Maybe it’s self pity, or just being thorough.   Regardless.  I’m currently packing the top and bottom wounds.  They are about 1.5″ deep.  The wound in the center is more superficial and doesn’t require packing.  I thought about adding a second picture showing the packing, but I decided not.  Here you go:

Health Update (unhappy face)

Health Update (unhappy face)

I don’t remember if I talked about my journey with wounds.  If I did and you read it, sorry, move to the next paragraph.  I had my “final” surgery to close up the hernia on my abdomen last June.  The hernia was the result of opening my stomach to remove 9 or 10 liters of liquid that had built up and was crushing my internal organs.  In August, I notice what looked like a small volcano, lava top and all,…

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Coping has been a challenge

Coping has been a challenge

Coping has been a challenge.  I’m approaching a year since leaving hospital after having “lived” there for almost 6 months.  My last surgery was in June, 8 months ago.  Parts of my life will never be the same.  Eating a hand full of Creon each day to supplement the 90% loss of my Pancreas, not able to drink a glass of wine to relax, something I need now more than ever.   Needing to avoid some of my favorite foods or…

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Why I Survived

Why I Survived

After coming home from the hospital, I never thought of why I survived?  My wife, however, would often tell me, “you lived for a reason”. Okay, was typically my response.   When I finally was well enough, I went back to church where others would come up to me, welcome me back and say at some point, “You survived for a reason”.  Often, I could only manage a smile, not even the “okay”.   Implied within the statement was that God saved me…

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Man’s Best Friend

Man’s Best Friend

The morning began well.  Cruz jumped up on the coach, laid down with his head in my lap.  So it went for about 90 minutes while I watched last nights 60 Minutes and the first half of a Bundesliga game. It was a great start to the day, especially because of the challenging night before.  My mother was having hallucinations and experiencing episodes of paranoia.  Age, cataracts, glaucoma and Macular Degeneration is a bad combination.  Now throw in what may…

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Why Now?

Why Now?

Why, after more then 9 months have I decided to write about my illness?  Why indeed.  I’ll make a long story short (perhaps the long story will appear in a future journal entry). A journal was the suggestion of (one of my) therapists. I’m including in the journal updates regarding caring for my mother.  After some health issues combined with near blindness and very poor hearing, our family, including Mom, agreed it was best she moved from her apartment back…

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