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And so I was now getting into the swing of things being at home post operation. Monday soon became Tuesday where my morning was interrupted with numerous deliveries of vegetables, beads and ironing. Getting up to answer the door and climbing the stairs to empty my stoma bag was certainly giving me a large segment of my required exercise! But I was still curtailed in what I could do. One walk to the shops was enough for…

Twas now a Monday morning and it was time to make the phone call. I'd been out of hospital for four days and was now ten days post op so it was time for the staple removal... Staples? When did they change to them? What was wrong with good old fashioned stitches? Why did I have a ton of metalwork running down the centre of my body? The six million dollar man? More like the 59p pack from WHSmith and put in by a drunk schoolboy…

So I had been home for just two whole days and I was already stir crazy so the idea of a day out at the shops was a treat that couldn't come soon enough. But it started badly... Now the planning was great. A wheelchair had been booked at the local shopping centre and a mid event meet up with family had been arranged. What could go wrong? Well, me being a tad scared is what could go wrong. Now remember that this was…

And so I was on my way home. I spent the last few hours in the day room with my worldly possessions tucked under the table next to me whilst waiting for the visit from the stoma nurse. They had to finish off a clinic so it didn't surprise me that it was after 5 before they got to me. But my challenge before I could go? Change my bag attached to my stomach without any help. And I did good. So I could go home! Not being…

So, after a Sunday night and Monday morning of pain I had woken up early Monday afternoon feeling allllright! Fingers crossed that the rest of the week would be ok too. The target was to get home for the weekend. Saturday or Sunday would be good by me, if I could achieve that I would feel very pleased with myself. And to do that I needed to be good. Very good and do what I was told. So as the days went from Monday to…