Thanks guys....remember my post about wild emotions? Well, as soon as this happened, I started crying like a little girl, I just couldn't help it. It's not like me to turn on the water works so easily, I think I've reached my limit this year, I'm just praying nothing else happens, I honestly can't handle much more right now. In time, I'm sure I'll be fine, but it feels like my psyche has reached it's limit as to how much it can tolerate in a short period of time. It's been a brutal year starting with my shoulder surgery last September, followed immediately but the pouchitis and butt burn from hell. Then, in February, my dad, whom I love more they words can express, had a massive heart attack and triple bypass (we almost lost him twice). Then the pouchitis again, followed by my mother in law having back surgery, my K pouch surgery, during which my insane sister decided to send my hubby threatening emails regarding my will (she accused him of making me sick on purpose, just so he can get the insurance money, via three vicious email, while I was on the OR table no less, and she's a nurse, but no longer part of my family), then, two more re-hospitalizations for a blockage and a twisted valve. Then, four months of a painful recovery, a week ago, my hubby had surgery for a umbilical hernia, and then today's excitement, no wonder I feel like I'm going nutty, oh yeah, just before my shoulder surgery, I lost a very dear friend to alcoholism, she was only 49. Geeze, when I type it all out, I can understand why I'm cracking, I SO need a vacation, but not until I'm certain my valve is ok, thank god for you guys, you're the only ones who can understand, thanks, as always, for letting me vent!
Cheers,
Eric