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.
4 comments:
I never thought I would be praying for poop! But now I have done it two times in like 4 months! I prayed for poop with Nacho and with you! What are friends for right! :)
I will pray for poop today Hill, whatever you need just ask. Hope you head home soon.
Hi Hilliary. You don't know me but I have been following your journey throughout the past couple of years and like many others, I have been praying and pulling for you all the way. I have no idea what it is like living with cancer, but your blog is insightful, witty and full of LIFE! I am ashamed that it has taken me this long to post a comment. I have no good excuse for that except that my life has not been too peachy for the past several months. My nineteen year marriage is in turmoil, my father passed away last fall and yesterday, I got the news that I will be laid-off at the end of the month. But, the second I start feeling sorry for myself, I think of you. I think of your strife and how you NEVER give up. Thank you for being so honest and open with all of us and providing the slap in the face that we all need every once in a while. You go girl! And here's to real S**T hitting the fan!!!
OMG...I cannot believe I just misspelled your name in my previous post. I AM SO SORRY! I guess it's time to increase the font size on my web browser!
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