Sadly, I have another thing to update you all on.
Last Friday I had an emergency surgery.
I´m not allowed to do anything for the next week except lay in bed, watch TV, read and write. Which are some great things, but I guess you know I love to move, do sport and sweat. Well I´m not allowed to do that for almost two months. I am allowed to take small walks from next week on, but not more. Until then rest in bed.
My summer vacation has been shortened and I´m more than happy that I didn´t need to cancel the whole thing. My doctor was quite pleased at how fast I´d already recovered after a few days that he agreed to let me go on holiday. I had to promise to keep things at a very minimum. Meaning only little walking/exploring, a lot of sitting and no sport or exertion whatsoever.
What happened was I had a little stomach ache for a couple of days. It wasn´t too bad. I lived with it, thinking I might have pulled a muscle. Well after a few days one evening I noticed a wierd thing on my tummy, so I decided to go to the doctor in the morning.
I ate a wonderfully filling porridge before that. It was good Luck that I didn´t eat or drink anything afterwards – I am usually the biggest eater and the amount of water I drink is abnormal. On this day I didn´t drink or eat anything, not even after being sent to hospital where I had a few inspections, before I was told that if everything worked out, I´d be able to get operated today.
Yep. My summer vacation is cancelled. The doctor also forbid me to go outside in the first week back home. I should watch TV and lay in my bed. Then slowly I´d be allowed to take tiny walks.
Six weeks almost no movement!
Do you know how fun it is to move?!
It´s for my best. Sure. Okay, I get it.
I´ll stop behaving like a little kid.
Just because I hadn´t eaten anything after my porridge in the morning, I could go into surgery in the afternoon. Until then I got a lot of wonderful texts and phone calls from friends and family wishing me all the best.
When the time arrived, I was ready. I was calm and relaxed. Don´t ask me why. I just found peace with my situation, accepted my circumstances. It was pretty weird as before I was totally flabbergasted, not really adjusting to the situation.
The surgery went well.
It took longer than expected and my tummy situation was also worse than expected.
I woke up out of my anesthesia, ate a soup and went straight to sleep again.
The next day a very close friend came to visit me. Just her presence healed something in me. I felt the strength I had lost during the surgery return. I could smile again. I could even laugh. Although that hurt my stomach.
In the afternoon I had an appointment with the doctor. He couldn´t belive his eyes seeing me already feeling so much better.
After checking if everything was fine, he even allowed me to go on half my summer vacation. But that, I already told you.
I am now feeling a lot better.
Maybe in this time I have the chance to halfway finish my book… who knows!
But I defnititely have enough time in the morning to get creative with my breakfasts;-)