I’m doing well and it feels so great to be out of the hospital! I’ve done nothing but rest today with breaks to eat. Jeff has been great making me yummy food. My strength is coming back slowly and my digestion is sorting itself out. My parents came by earlier. And my sisters will visit this evening.
I’m out of the hospital!! I got dishcharged and am now in an air bnb with Jeff. Getting from the car to the Airbnb door took Jeff, Laura, Jenny, a walker, and many breaks. But I made it! I’m so tired but so happy!!!
me and my great PY Ady
Today I truly felt back to myself. Everything is improving, I’m off oxygen. I’m off pain killers, they took out the catheter. Walking is still slow I need a walker and someone to bring a wheelchair to sit in to take breaks.
Unfortunately, I still have diarreah and need a walker and a nurse to get to the bathroom. And yes, the problems you can imagine with that scenario have happened.
Since I don’t need as much support, the sloths have gotten into some trouble.
eating flowers
Playing with my breathing thing.
Sven tried to teach Sergio the ropes of support slothing.
But all Sergio cared about was that he didn’t get a name tag like my parents. My dad lent him his. Sergio insisted we call him Tom.
Today was good. Not as much progress as yesterday. The day started off with my respitory therapists having me use this to blow into for fun to strengthen my lungs. But my the end of another day of not walking around its become a need to do.
Sven and Sergio zoomed with their brother Rodrigo in Seattle. They had a nice meetup.
Then my parents and sister visited. Jeff visited in the morning but I didn’t get a c photo of him. He was too busy being amazed at my respitory prowness.
Thank you everyone for reading and commenting. Im too tired to respond but Im reading all the comments.
Cancer no more in ’24
Today was a good day for me. I was able to get out of bed and take about 20 very wobbly steps with a walker. But it was progress. I’m also back on solid food and off one of my pain meds.
It was an even better day for Sven who was reunited with his half brother Sergio. Sven and Rodrigo (Sven’s brother who lives in Seattle) all have the same father but Sergio’s mother was a pygmy sloth that’s why he’s smaller. He’s having Sven train him in how to be a support sloth.
My sister Laura, brother-in-law Jesse and niece Joey also visited.
Yesterday was rough. I was in a lot of pain and couldn’t get up and walk around. Every time I tried with the nurse’s help I almost fainted. Getting me to this chair was a big deal.
I also had this guy come in and play me a song on his dulcimer. It was really nice, but similar to when Christmas carolers come to your door.
This duplicate photo is on here because I can’t figure out how to delete.
This next picture is from the first night. You can see the pain killlers were workimg
Today is going better. Still can’t get up but I’m in less pain.
Cancer no more in ’24
That’s my new slogan
I’m feeling good considering. I’m alert and in some pain, but they are giving me meds. I’ll write more later.
Jeff, Sven and I are at the hospital. It’s 5:30am so we are tired. But I’m so glad the day is finally here. Jeff will post an update but it may not be until late afternoon California time.
Surgery is at 7:30. It’s going to be about 5 hours and then recovery time.
I’m super ready and happy surgery is tomorrow. Yesterday I had to go to UCSF for a pre-surgery blood test. They gave me this “patient locator.”
It’s a big place and I did get a bit lost, but not so bad they needed this pager thing. After, we met up with my sister Laura which was so great.
Today was a liquid diet and some meds which I am not a fan of.
Tomorrow we have to be at the hospital at 5:30am. Without coffee Jeff may need to carry me into the hospital.
Surgery is at 7:30am. Jeff will update the blog tomorrow. It will be a long day so it may be later in the afternoon before there are updates.
Thank you all for reading and supporting us. By this time tomorrow I should be recovering and cancer – free!
We are flying to San Francisco today (Monday). Packing took longer than expected when I told Sven he had to go in my suitcase.
He was expecting to walk on the plane.
When I told him he had to go in my suitcase he said he had anxiety. Luckily I had just the thing.
This calmed him down as did some sloth yoga.
He calls this pose Downward Facing Sloth.
Finally he agreed and we were able to go to the airport.
