No end in sight
Shortly after the last post was written I experienced what some might call a relapse, though in fact it was more like my brief sojourn at home was the eye in my Pancreatic Hurricane, and less than five days after being discharged I found myself back in hospital again.
Where I remain.
Today is my 18th consecutive day in hospital, my 24th hospital day in total, and it is 32 days since my pancreas first erupted in a searing ball of pain, and still there is no end in sight. The consultants have given up suggesting when I might get out of here and have started to use the phrase, "you are progressing slowly" when asked for an update.
I have lost a month of my life to this illness, and that just sucks.
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3 Comments:
Sorry to hear this UnkieDave. Let me know if there's anything at all I can do for yis.
at least today was a good day! and you are well enough to blog, this is a good thing. hopefully it will soon be possible for you to more emphatically say, screw you pancreas, i'm going home (and not just temporarily).
I feel like celebrating the fact that you are back on the internet! Well done!
Thinking of you loads and sending loads of mucksavagebogger good vibes to the pancreas of doom... I told you to just replace it with the knitted version. Think of the hassle you'd have saved...
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