It's A Go
I'm going to have surgery Monday morning to take down the colostomy. The surgery itself isn't so bad, but the recovery is a slow process as the body readjusts. That means cereal and crackers for two months as well as some other...uh...interesting...things that raised my eyebrow in appropriate Spock-like manner. I didn't say "Fascinating," however. More like, Yes,Sir, Mr. Torquemada, sir. Sounds like fun. Wanna know statw secrets?"
The preparatio isn't fun, either. last time this was an emergency operation, so it was done on a wing and a prayer. Now, I've got to do all the trappings. The big risk here is infection, particularly perotoinitis. Thus, I'm taking an antibiotic nicknamed Chemo in a Bottle several times on Sunday. It's virtually guaranteed to knock my empty stomach for a loop. This should be loads of fun.
I expect the hospitalization to be comparable to last time, which means 1-12 days. it will also involve tubes in interesting places, so I expect be unavailable via internet for at least that long. Trust me. I wouldn't be good company regardless.
This will delay the "pie in the sky" surgery on my blind eye, but so much time has passed since it completely deached, there's sense of urgency. In other words, the results are going to be negligible barring Divine intervebtion. Still, I'm going to do it eventually anyway. To respond to a comment left an entry or so ago, yes, I am going after the blind eye. I'm like the Special Forces--I leave no man behind.