Home Sweet Home

The doctor came to the hospital today around 10:30 a.m. She removed my drain tube (which was about two feet long!), answered my questions, wrote me a prescription for pain medication, and wrote my discharge order! My sweet brother, Cary, and my even sweeter niece, Sydney, came and helped Mark load up all my flowers and gifts and drove them to the house for me.

It sure felt good to be home - back to my couch and my own bed! It felt good until around 4:00 p.m. when I discovered that my body is not actually digesting the pain pills that were prescribed for me. My pain level had been slowly increasing during the afternoon until I was at the point of tears. Unfortunately, it hurts my surgery site too much to actually cry...I thought about cussing, but thankfully was able to refrain! Then I saw the problem - undigested pills in my ileostomy bag. I hadn't actually received pain medicine for hours! My sweet husband went to the pharmacy and asked them to fill the prescription with liquid medication, they called the doctor who agreed, and by 7:00 p.m. I was drifting off into a medicated stupor.

I have a follow-up appointment with the surgeon on Friday. Until that time I will be resting and taking pain meds every four hours! The pathology reports should come back sometime this week. Please pray that God will show those dissecting the surgery specimens everything they need to see so that we have an accurate report.

I can't thank you enough for all your thoughts, cards, messages, gifts, and prayers this week. Thank you for always encouraging us! I love you with my whole heart!