Yesterday I had my first clinic appointment with the consultant in Nottingham. As much as I love St Marks one thing I won’t miss about their clinics is them running 2-3 hours late (although that did give me the time to spend with my friend Kitty who would always accompany me to the clinic where we would sit catching up, putting the world to rights and discussing our bowel habits without a care in the world!) The last week I’ve been feeling even worse and eating is becoming more of a challenge again. There’s not a lot I can manage now that doesn’t send me into hours of agony and if I eat any more Quavers I will start to look like one! The fatigue is crippling and I’m pretty much stuck in bed although I am trying really hard to get outside for a little walk with Buddy when I can even if it’s just for 10 minutes. At the clinic I was greeted by one of the Deputy Sisters from the ward who just so happens to be one of my favourite nurses on F22. She is quite possibly one of the h...
Life's not been easy since losing my large bowel in 2009. Technically I didn't lose it in the same way you might lose your phone or your wallet- it was removed in an emergency operation after my bowel perforated due to Ulcerative Collitis. Since then I've been on a journey to get back to normal and still don't quite seem to have made it. This blog is a place to share some of the ups and downs, tears and laughter and hospital horrors that make up my life. Enjoy!