Cancer 28
I am writing fewer posts at the moment partly because I need something to say and partly because I have been, and still am, fairly ill. A couple of days ago the medical staff were worried about me but large scale projectile vomitting improved things considerably.
While I don’t have a tube to my stomach and can officially eat I don’t feel like eating, which does show I am ill. As a postwar baby with wartime parents I was brought up not to leave anything on my plate, and that food will always make you better. Not now. Part of it is that I dare not eat for fear of throwing up again and being forced to go through things which, to me at this point, are almost Auschwitzian medical procedures, simply because I don’t think I can endure much more.
I can endure the patience required to get my gut working properly. At the moment it seems what I do eat is being blocked somewhere in the small intestine, building up, and then being thrust backwards out of my mouth. But some material is getting through because my stoma does get some action. Sometimes ot is liquid, but there are solids too. My theory is that with patience, little food, and no medical interference, the gut will start working properly.
If there is medical intervention in the form of tubes, operations, etc, then this will set me right back and I may never get home to enjoy home, garden, family and sunshine.
Hi Nigel, I am really sorry to hear that you are having a rough time. The OU East Midlands psychology team all send their very best wishes, and I look forward to having some more skype chats with you soon. Take good care, Mary
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