Week Five, post operation, is where we now are. Weight this morning was 126.2 lbs, best weight in a week!
This may be a long grind, where one day seems no different than another, and progress is difficult to assess one week from the next. We’re heading across the desert towards that oasis we can see in the distance. We walk that way every day, but it’s hard to tell if we’re getting any closer. So just keep walking.
I got the blood work back, and it’s all pretty good…red blood cell count is nearly back to normal, kidney functions are normal. One of the liver enzymes is a bit elevated, but doctor says that might be due to the surgery and j-tube placement.
My eating routine of every two hours, four ounces of high calorie intake, is going okay. But the schedule is often getting disrupted with long naps, a visitor, or errands that push the two hour hiatus to three or four hours. I haven’t gotten to 2000 calories a day yet, but am pretty regularly at 1600 plus, and still working on strategies to get to the 2000.
Carol and I are continuing our daily walks, with occasional misses, as we try to walk for 30 minutes at a time. I can usually make it, although the other day I had to lie down half-way through to stretch out my back a bit.
We went out to lunch in Woodland last week with friends from Sacramento, and ran into some swimming buddy brothers at the restaurant. It was very nice seeing them and it was fun being out and about.
So that’s about it from here. I don’t know how much more life this blog has in it…..the changes week to week are pretty minimal….but I’ll keep it up, at least for a while.
Happy Standard Time this weekend.
Here’s a little imagining:
A Voice
The moonless night was quiet
The sky without a cloud
The distant stars like gems
Upon the midnight shroud.
From the east there came a voice
I had not heard in years
“Yes,” I said, unsure
What fell upon my ears.
The stars began to fade
The blackness turned to blue
The voice I heard was firm and deep
But gentle was it, too.
“Hello,” it said, “my son,
Have you been well-behaved?”
“Daddy, yes, I have,”
I said without delay.
With that the stars all disappeared,
And twilight greeted dawn.
“I’ll tell your mother,” Daddy said,
And then the voice was gone.
Hi Chris,
Since I’m not walking in your shoes, I can only imagine how wearing and difficult this “long grind” has been, and will continue to be, for you. For the same reason, it is relatively easy for me to suggest you continue to heed Jeanne’s advice from last week. Try to live this thing one day at a time, and to count your blessings along the way.
Please forgive the unsolicited advice. You are doing remarkably well.
Your friend,
Don
Hey Don,
I appreciate all your thoughts and words of wisdom. You are a great encouragement to me. One day at a time it is. And, one day, it will be behind me.
Mr. G’s –
We eagerly read your update on Saturday but neglected to immediately comment. Really glad that you are progressing toward recovery, albeit slowly due to “the nature of the beast”. The fact that your blog may be starting to run out of steam is good news, right?! We will continue to read ‘me as long as you write ’em. Thinking of you and Carol and hoping that progress comes more quickly than you may be anticipating! Best wishes.
Mr. abd Mrs. B’s
I love you and loved the slide rule poem!!! Kenny
Hi Chris,
Glad to hear of your progress, can’t wait to see you on the golf course in Palm Springs this coming May. We will give you extra strokes by taking them away from Crowe’s very high index😜😎🌴
Keep up the good work, your doing Great.
Paul,
If I can’t get my game to reasonable level by May, I will make sure I get in 20 rounds to pump the index to proper level.
See you in May.