By the time I was diagnosed, I had been sick for almost a year and a half. It's a good story, but doesn't bear repeating now. Some day if I get really, really bored, I'll write about it. But today I'm not really, really bored. I'm just dingy. :)
Anyways, I flipped through the pages and discovered that on October 15, 2007, I woke up from sedation to hear the doctor tell me, "You have ulcerative colitis." He continued with some snide remarks about how terrible my colon looked. I remember laughing at him (I was drugged, okay?) and telling him that "ulcerative colitis" sounded made-up; what did I really have? Well, it's been about two years of fun and games, and this year, I will celebrate in style. On my two-year anniversary of diagnosis, I will celebrate by waking up in the morning for my first full day of life without ulcerative colitis! I'm so dramatic.
All my pre-op stuff today went well. As I've practically come to expect, both nurses I saw were just wonderful. Can I just say how great every single nurse I've had has been? I'm incredibly thankful for that. I'm all set -- got my ileostomy sited, they took my blood, asked me my life story, medication list, family tree, car insurance information, elementary school grades, favorite color and musician, got a wrist band, and (no kidding) an orange ticket that says "admit one" on it for surgery! But don't worry, I didn't tell them all that stuff -- I just stuck with name, rank, and serial number.
So here's a picture of where my ileostomy (stoma) will be. The nurse and I chose a good spot, and she marked it with a smiley face:
So now I'm done! I guess I should pack some stuff to do at the hospital! God is continuing to bless me with peace that only He can give. Honestly, I'm not at all nervous -- just excited to get better. I would ask for prayer for a few things:
- My surgeons: they're the ones who have to do all the work. 6+ hours of standing and cutting and whatever else surgeons do. Hopefully they sleep well tonight. ;)
- My body: it's not in great shape. They hoped to do surgery when I was well-nourished, not flaring, and not on high-dose steroids. I have sort of failed at all three (except that my colon looks like it's beginning to heal, which is encouraging), so there is a lot of possibility for complications in the actual surgery, in the immediate recovery, as well as long-term.
- My family: this is very tough on them. I'm creating a lot of stress and difficulty, I'm sure (I know, there are easier ways to get attention. . . I just haven't yet figured out how to get that attention without being sick), so just pray for peace for them. Also pray that I won't set them too far behind on work and life and stuff like that.
- Overall, just that Christ would be honored! I want my life to glorify Him and I hope that He will use this situation to let me talk to others about how great it is to know Him!
Okay, the next time you hear from me, I will have evicted my epically failing colon and hopefully be on the road to recovery! I am going to try to teach my mom how to update on the blog so she can write tomorrow. So. . . check back in tomorrow and see if I'm a good teacher (or if my mom's a good learner).