In March his colon was perforated during a routine colonoscopy - his organ tissue is "fried" because of the anti rejection drugs he's on. The entire scope punctured and 6 inches were removed during 3 hours of emergency surgery. From there it took what seemed forever for things to find any sort of balance. 5 days in the ICU. 2 plus weeks in the hospital. 6 teams of doctors. X rays and cat scans. Fluid filled lungs. Infections and drains. An ileostomy bag for more than 2 months. An intermittent hospital stay dealing with severe dehydration. Another surgery to get his colon up and running again.
Whew.
We spent a lot of time in the hospital together. We watched a lot of TV. I spent a lot of time knitting and chatting and quietly worrying, saving tears for the bathroom at home.
Throughout though, his kidney continued to kick ass - holding tight onto healthy levels and keeping things on some sort of track.
Our four year anniversary came and Dave wasn't sure he'd feel well enough to get together. We ended up having last minute chocolate cake, which was great, but he was far from well yet and it was impossible to full on celebrate. Today though, he finally went back to work - after 4 months of recuperating and healing - and now I'm taking a moment to acknowledge how very grateful I am that he's back to mostly better. His will power, his determination, is ever inspiring.
Looking forward to a major party for 5 years.
