It's been 8 weeks since my surgery now. The first four post-op went fairly well and I seemed to gain a little each day, and was ready to return to work. Not so in the month since. It's honestly been more of a regression, with increased pain and nausea, a 4-day hospital stay, and a once again very-limited diet of clear liquids (barely any) and TPN. I'm basically back to where I was pre-surgery except I feel worse.
This last week I got a patch to help control the pain, since my stomach has been rejecting most pills, including pain pills. After a few days, it's seemed to help but I might need a higher dose. Keeping the pain under control will make a big difference in how I feel, I'm sure. The nausea/vomiting have been pretty bad ever since my Christmas hospital stay. My stomach really balks at anything but the smallest sips of water or Gatorade. This is frustrating.
I'm resuming my relationship with my local oncologist, for convenience, as he helps me manage pain and blood-thinners. This will be welcome versus the 4-5hr drives to Zion.
Life seems stuck on replay for me right now. Each day is fairly a repeat of the crummy day preceding it. I try to share encouragement and be thankful where I can, but today and lately I'm just feeling down. But it's okay. There's a time to be sick, a time to be well. A time to laugh and a time to cry.