BACK AGAIN

I thought it was time to drag my sorry arse off the couch and start doing "normal"things again.

I have been a little scared to talk about my ordeals over the past few weeks, it's been a bloody nightmare and I have had a few occasions where I have regretted starting this whole process (This is the first time I have publicly stated this).

Things now seem (I'm crossing everything as I'm typing this} to be settling down. My pain has almost gone,my stomach doesn't feel like it's gong to burst with the slightest bit of food in it. The only thing that is lingering is the fatigue and extreme lack of strength I have. My legs are so weak I struggle to get off the loo or out of a low chair and the slightest effort like having a shower makes me collapse on the lounge for a couple of hours.

At least the pain is much improved and I am not popping the Oxycontin's like before.

I was septicaemic (origin unknown) while having pancreatitis caused by the sludge(gravelly mud) in my gallbladder.It was one of those things I suppose, just darn unlucky. I also got a blood clot in my leg whilst in there which they treated with some injections and if all that was not enough to have to deal with, I had my purse and mobile phone stolen from my bed locker whilst I was having an Ultrasound.

I think that was my lowest, when I had my things stolen, such a low act at the best of times but Even worse when people are vulnerable, I hope the scum bags choked on whatever they bought with the money.

Weight wise, I have lost a few kilos, my Dr told me I wouldn't lose that much as the body shuts down it's metabolism in times of severe stress. To be honest I don't really give a flying fuck at the moment, I just want to feel well again.

Thanks for all your concern and I hope to start posting some positive things for a change.

Have a Happy New Year and I hope 2009 brings health and happiness for us all!