Can you believe it’s been almost 5 years since I posted to this blog? I’ve already mentioned how I’m the worst blogger ever, even though this particular blog has been around since 2005 (I posted way more back then). Actually, before that, I kept a blog in the early 2000’s. I will probably end up migrating all of those posts (and there are lots of them) to this blog and back-dating them. They are currently only found at the internet archive on archive.org. I hope I can retreive them all.
Anyway, to the point of this blog post: I’m a dad yet again. We had identical twin girls, born on 12/12/17. So, they are now 6 months old. It has been quite a wild ride for Candace and I as of late. At the same time she was pregnant, I became afflicted with salmonella after eating a company sponsored Thanksgiving dinner at work. Actually, there was a huge outbreak and lots of people had to go to the ER. The outbreak actually made national news. It was the turkey that was bad.
So, the salmonella fired up old issues of mine from way back when in the early 2000’s when I had several abdominal surgeries. I became very ill, first of all, from the salmonella and spent 5 days in the hospital. We had to push back my wife’s scheduled c-section by 2 days so that I could get out of the hospital and try to recover for one day at home. Then we spent 5 days in the hospital having the twins. That time, although cherished family bonding time, was hell for me because I was in so much pain.
After getting home, I went to see a specialist who told me I had to have surgery to take out some bad intestines.
Long story short, I ended up having to have 2 major surgeries 3 months apart.
After the first surgery there were complications. My bowels were leaking anything I ate or drank into my abdominal cavity and caused me to have an abcess that wouldn’t go away. I ended up with an infection and spent another 18 days in the hospital a week after returning home from the first surgery, then another 7 days in the hospital a week after returning home from the 18 day stay.
I was put on TPN which I had to administer to myself every night through a PICC line in my upper right arm. I could eat nothing by mouth for over a month until the second surgery on 4/16/18. I was hangry, absolutely capital-H HANGRY, the entire time. Absolutely miserable. I felt like I had been dragged to the gates of Hell and back.
I’m still recovering and have been back at work three weeks now. I missed a total 5 months of work and was on short term disability the whole time. Thank God for that coverage, which I have automatically through my insurance.
I lost 50 pounds, by the way, through all of this. If you know me, you know I’m already thin. I looked like a prisoner of war, or like one of the starving men you see in pictures from the Nazi concentration camps back during the Holocaust.
Well, that’s it for now. Maybe I’ll try to keep this up.