The Mickle went and had most of her large intestine removed, as you do (don't). Colon was severely diseased and barely functioning because of damage from Crohn's colitis. I don't have a stoma. The end of the small intestine was joined up to what is left (medico speak - an ileo-rectal anatomosis). N.B. bonus - they took the appendix out at the same time too.
Recommend having not only skilled, talented, experienced, wonderfully understanding, but also very good looking surgeon and a pleasant registrar.
That is where things were, recovering from the major surgery which included getting the "gut" to work again. The very dear family Friend who put up with me through my convelesance also got me onto our local tv Soap Opera "Shortland Street".
Thank you Judith, I'm watching it again. Watching out for "the look" at the end of each episode, and enjoying the acting of a bloke I knew back at university in 1984 (lovely Michael Galvin)
And especial thanks for Judith recognising and understanding my state of physical, and even more, mental health at the time (and beyond). Then there has been the gynae problems..... female body very badly designed with digestive innards included in the mix..
Oh - Judith loves cats too, yet was kind enough to shut her cats away in another part of her home when I was initially recovering.
And Dear Judith knows me so well - ever since I was a bump inside Mum. Now I will work out (or confuse myself on ) how to link this posting to an email to Judith. Useful advice welcomed.
Zeb gently snoring,
Mickle ......... kind of, ........but not yet getting there, uphill work with digestive system issues, especially with the exit/end, would like a redesign of the female plumbing, and my mental health is a struggle at the moment.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx and purrumbling from my snory cat, (and thanks for being there, blogworld).
Mickle- human and Zebedee-feline.
p.s. it is spring out here, reached 18 degrees C today. Mickle better start putting on the high protection number sunscreen. Always something, m'dears. However Spring = asparagus= yummo until Xmas at least. Nighty-night, dear Folks
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