Every year I cast my mind back to this time in 2010. Diagnosed on 26th July that year, I was in hospital from 8th – 26th November, an extended period due to complications. At that point, I had been keeping my diagnosis within close family and friends and my manager at work. People at work and my wider list of friends were probably wondering what was going on with me.
Cleary, I let my emotions slip by posting this on Facebook on 20th November 2010. Perhaps this was my way of opening up.
That was 11 days after the surgery, so I guess it took a while to feel almost normal. I had a big surgery! I had some issues along the way. But after 10 days I had got through these issues with the help of the doctors and nurses and felt stronger, the light at the end of this particular tunnel was shining brighter than ever before.
By the time I wrote about that experience on 17th November 2015, I tried to write about it with some amusing recollections. I do laugh about some of it, particularly the suppository story, the moving picture when I was on the PCA, the refusal to do physiotherapy and the urine bag leak on the CT scan. In hindsight, I wish I had kept a diary of some sort covering the period. There are no pictures of machines or me with tubes etc, not my style.
To say there wasn’t a time during those 18 days when I was scared. would not be truthful. I once got a message from someone who said, after reading this article, that it scared her. I’m so sorry that person was scared, I don’t want to scare anyone, I wanted to tell my story the way it happened but at the same time providing hope given that it was such a long time ago and I feel fine.
Check out my 2010 surgery Parts 1 and 2 below:
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