savoy050

My surgery is going to be on February 8th.  I have already packed most of what I'm taking since I will be in the hospital for about a week afterwards.  I have been checking things off the famous "to do" list every day and getting closer and closer to having everything that needs to be finished before I go to the hospital completed.  I'm getting more anxious as the days slowly pass.  My pain is increasing and only succeeding in reminding me that I am doing the right thing.  I'm not tolerating much food but I'm eating anyway since I know I won't be eating much while I'm in the hospital.  It's true I'm looking forward to some serious weight loss.  And drugs, I'm looking forward to the drugs. Really all I have left to do is get my eye brows waxed and actually shave my legs for the first time this year!  Pretty much everything else is done.  I took the polish off my nails but did give myself a nice purple polish pedicure.  It's those little ...

It's only the 18th day of the new year and I've attended a funeral for a dear man and friend who helped be a dad to me when I lost my own dad in 1990.  I've said good-bye to my sweet puppy dog Baylee, I've been hospitalized for four days, I've been medically terminated from my job until I'm well again, I've had to withdrawal from my classes at school, and I'm being scheduled for surgery for sometime in the next two weeks.  Wow - that's a lot.  How am I coping?  I'm not really.  The bright side is that I pushed far enough and nagged enough people that I finally received a surgery consult to see if they can do something about my pain that is coming from nowhere with no cause and technically shouldn't be hurting me at all.  I stood my ground and got what I so desperately needed ... someone to listen to me! I will finally be having surgery to remove this huge hernia that I have at the top of my scar which the surgeon believes is contrib...

Today I had to say good bye to my "poop dog" companion, my dog Baylee.  She was always there with me for almost the whole entire time I've had Crohn's disease.  I'm heart is broken but we found out she had cancer that metastasized to her  lungs.  She got increasingly worse over the last week since the diagnosis and we decided it would be best to let her go.  She went peacefully with my loving arms wrapped around her and lots of kisses and many tear drops.  My life will never be the same.  I miss her so much already.  Me and Baylee sleeping in a few years ago. Her looking at me while I was on the toilet as if to say "It's ok Mom, I'm here."  Either that or "YOU STINK!!"