Still not dead... And feeling pretty good!
Had more surgery yesterday... And frankly I had felt more trepidatious about it than any I had had so far. I was genuinely worried for the first time that I wouldn't make it. I not only made it, but felt better than I had in a long time! Basically what happened is a long story:
I had a post-op hernia from gall bladder removal back last August. My surgeon fixed it during a biopsy in February. It refused to heal. Turned out some sort of bacteria had taken up residence in the synthetic mesh he had installed to repair the damage that was preventing it from healing. Well, after seven months of fighting with this, a fight which included using a device called a wound-vac, stuffing the wound with seaweed, colloidal silver, and finally honey, the doctor finally decided it would never heal on its own so I had to have it fixed. So, yesterday morning I called me in to the hospital at 5:00am. They didn't open until 5:30 (jerks) and the day surgery clinic didn't open until 6:00. So I get in there and go through the whole big thing there, and wake up feeling like a million... Somethings. Can't say yet what. But I feel pretty good. So in a totally surprise move, they release me. I am going home the same day I went in. This never happened before. I am excited. Turns out He had to take out most of the synthetic mesh, but then replaced it with, get this, bovine pericardium. Bull heart tissue. We shall see how it turns out.So, here I am. I get to go back to work next week and stitches come out in two. The happiness is that for the first time in seven months I don't have and open wound in my belly. I will still have a weird looking scar, but it no longer looks like I will finish life with two belly buttons.