My doctors have confirmed what many of you may have previously thought.
I am F.O.S.
I’m “full of shit.”
Apparently, I over corrected for the diarrhea in an attempt to control the stream escaping me (with immodium and lomotil) and to stop the cramping with pain meds (narcotics are constipating and cause an ileus or paralytic bowel).
Now, I have to poop before my release.
Pray for poop, people. I want to go home when Dad get’s here around 4pm.
If this happens, I’ll be discharged and head back home this evening. HOORAY.
Baldies' Blog began originally in the UK by a 26 year old journalist with a blood cancer on a mission to inform the world about bone marrow donation.
He has since died, and I took on the cause of making cancer care more transparent for everybody.
Cancer is a disease that will touch everybody through diagnosis or affiliation: 1 in 2 men will be diagnosed and 1 in 3 woman will hear those words, "You Have Cancer."
I invite you to read how I feel along my journey and
how I am continuing to live a full life alongside my Hodgkin's lymphoma, with me controlling my cancer, not my cancer controlling me.
I hope that "Baldies' Blog" will prepare you to handle whatever life sends you, but especially if it's the message, "You Have Cancer."