It has been more than a year, since my last blog entry. I have a good excuse for most of that time. The trauma started in May, climaxed in August, when 3 female surgeons sliced and diced me for too many hours and pretty much removed all redundant organs from the waist down.
The WISE MEN - yes after the messy stuff, the guys took over - prescribed a dastardly melange of medications, to fix what they could not excise. And here I am today, after all of that and feeling pretty good.
I made it to Israel in the midst of these treatments, where I was hooked up with the local drug dealer who administered a course of the prescribed treatment. It was interesting to compare, and the facilities in Israel were very much on a par with the state of the art Facility here at the JGH.
I was happy to be with family there, but going wasnt the best decision of my life.
This is my second go around with serious illness and extensive treatment at the JGH, and I have to praise the facility. Every aspect of my care was excellent. Whilst at it I must also mention my dear children, and the care and caring they showed me. I am also so lucky to have the best friends - you know who you are. You were there for me, in person, on the phone, and by email. WOW! I am much blessed.
Yes, I lost my hair, and am now watching it grow back slowly, very slowly. You've heard of watching grass grow, well I am watcing hair grow. Same thing. Except for the colour. I am fantasizing about having thick wavy hair, but i dont think it will come to pass
So now I am enjoying some simple down time. I just need to relax and recover at my own slow pace. There is quite a lot of recovery, and it is happening, but I am not pressuring myself to get on a plane to go anywhere. I look forward to driving to Toronto for Pesach.
I write all of this from a very good place: Optimistic and Upbeat. Here, again I am blessed that 'Optimistic and Upbeat' are in my DNA. I have said all along that I am doing the very best I can, and I will continue to do so. I will not accept anything less of myself.
Good wishes to all of you, and is it too early to wish you all a Chag Kascher veSameach?