Today was the big day. With Jeffrey doing the lifting and me directing, we packed away all my ostomy supplies and medical equipment, moving it to the basement. Our house no longer looks like a hospice. It was quite cathartic and really lifted my spirits. When I return home from the Doc’s tomorrow morning, I will be catheter free. I have to make a second trip in the afternoon to have my remaining staples removed. And then, aside from my Frankenstein monster-like tummy scars and an inability to lift anything heavier than a green bean, it’ll be like it never happened.
After a short slow walk on the treadmill, I spent the remainder of my day catching up on blogs (still have a way to go), reading comics, not eating carbs, and trying to keep cool in this unbearable heat. I peaceful Sunday for sure.
And before Pride month disappears, here’s another small batch of fun Pride pics:
Stay safe, all. It’s a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World out there!