Wednesday 28th
The weather has been fantastic for this time of year so it has been nice to sit out in the garden. I'm having some small meals and trying to drink plenty of tea and water since much of the water in food is taken out in the large bowel. Again loads of phone calls and visitors including the stoma nurse and all very welcome . The great thing about food at the moment is that I can eat all the unhealthy shit that I never did before this whole business like crisps, white bread, ice cream and pastries. All stuff that is low fibre and high energy.
Bob has started to loose some of the swelling and is unpredictable in his activity. One minute he is bubling and farting and the next minute he is still bubbling and farting stopping when I least expect. Clothing wise I cannot wear my jeans becuase they rub Bob up the wrong way but I have some old trouser that fit below my bag and I also need to wear some small briefs to support my goolies that go over my wound staples. I know they call them "Budgie Smugglers" but there has been not a flicker from him since before the operation. Our Sue is glad and hopes it stays like that. Mind you the front lawn is nicely trimmed ready for action care of NGH.
I had a steady / very slow stroll down the back lane to the river which is all of 100 yards. I felt OK physically however mentally I just wanted to weep which I think Sue could see in my eyes as she approached me whilst I sat on the bridge. She just rubbed my back and asked if I was OK. I attempted the same walk later that afternoon with Graham, regretting the whole idea half way there however I foolishly kept going. I spent the rest of the afternoon and the whole of today with a pain on the inside and hope that I haven't done any damage. Feeling well is just an illusion at this early stage.
