If things go fine I will have the pouch which means no ileostomy bag after two more surgeries. One of them being another big one. I have to admit that I am very afraid fo this other big surgery which I will have probably done in december (or whenever my bloodwork says that I am fully recovered from the last 3 years + 2 the two surgeries (colectomy+ileus 4 days later).
This surgery was indeed traumatic. 14 days of no sleep and just pain really left me with nothing but a deathwish at some points. I was completelly out of this world for a long while. Just lying there, sweating like never before in my life, having like 10 pipes going in and out of my body and all I wanted was relief, feeling nothing and if it was just for 5 minutes. The pain was permanently on a level about what one can tolerate. And the pain an ileus causes is just out of this world. Some hours before they decided to cut me open again I was so run down with my nerves that I just started crying like a baby and couldnt stop for at least 5 minutes straight. I am not yet over this experience and I sometimes break in a sweat thinking about those days. After the 3rd time back to ICU and seeing the docs really worrying I also knew that if things would go on like that there was a chance my deathwish came to truth. After I was back to normal station for the last time and things were going in a halfway posistive way and I was able to leave my bed on my own, I got out of bed, got down on my knees on the floor, stretched out my hands in front of me, palms facing upwards and cried feeling the biggest relif ever in my whole life.
After torturing me for years the colon really left me with a blow.
But what do I care about the past? What do I care about the future? Things always go different than expected anyway.
I will have the next surgery as sson as possible, I will again keep to what Winston Curchill said ("If you are going through, keep going.") and one day there will be the day I will look back to all this and think: "Man, this was so long ago. Seems unreal to me nowadays."
And now I go take a shower and then go for a walk...
P.S.: Squats and stuff is totally out of the question. This kind of pressure on my abdominals would just rip me apart at the moment. Once I have the pouch I can do all this funstuff again. But until then I will be happy once I can support the weight of my own legs with my abs.