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I'm OUT! Wait; I'm back in!  But out again soon. 

1/21/2016

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My surgery (Dec 17, 2015) was uneventful, though a bit longer than they planned for. Doc needed to hook my ileum back up to my colon, so he made fresh ends, sewed them together and thought they looked a bit purpley, instead of a healthy pink. Yanked it back out, made some new fresh ends, sewed them back together and still - purple. I may actually bleed K-State purple apparently. He repeated the whole procedure a 3rd time and got the look he wanted. You've got to appreciate a surgeon, who at the end of a very long day, doesn't shrug his shoulders and say, "Eh, good enough." and go on. Thanks Dr. RB. He said later he was supposed to go to some recruitment soiree after he was done for the day, but by the time he was done with my purple guts, it was so late he called to give his regrets instead. They told him it was not too late and to hurry on over. If he'd clued me in, I'd have arranged a little emergency to get him out of it all.

RB was bedside the next morning at 6:30 am. Take a little look at that if you will. Surgeries started the morning before at 7am, mine didn't get going til 3-ish, and went late til about 7 or 8 pm. I'm sure he didn't throw off his scrubs and walk out the door either. So after he's finished, he goes to a work related function and is at my bedside the next morning at 6:30. His surgical fellow was there at 5:30. And I'd guarantee he didn't leave before RB left. I talked with the fellow later about his schedule. He works straight through with every other weekend off, is at work by 5am and doesn't leave until 5pm at the earliest. Most of the time, it's like my surgery day and he's not out until later. And this guy's been through med school, did his residency at Mayo Clinic and is now doing a fellowship at MD Anderson. I tell you, you get the best of the best at these top-tier places. But I would say that kind of schedule is insane. He has a wife and kids plus he's caring for a bunch of surgical patients. That doesn't sound like the best plan to me, but that's a whole other discussion.

Making friends with the new guts.
     He has a wife you know...

You must watch the Monty Python clip above. It's 4 minutes long. If you absolutely don't have time for the whole thing (in which case you should not be reading this drivel), then drag the slider to 3:40 for the crux of the video. This particular line popped into my mind immediately upon starting to learn what life post-ileostomy might be like. If you suffered through the previous post (Bless you), you might remember Dr. RB callously tossing off the phrase "explosive diarrhea." Well, we're just going to leave it at, "You ain't a-kiddin', RB." Guts that have been asleep are very cranky when you wake them up like that, especially when they find out you've gotten rid of a lot of them in the process.

​Fortunately, it's not as bad as I might have imagined. I'm already figuring out the little tricks to making peace. The surgical fellow and my friend both said I would always know where the bathrooms are and that there would be times when a body wouldn't want to be very far from one. Then he (the fellow) looked at me and said, "There probably aren't many bathrooms out on the ranch." I smiled knowingly and said something to the effect of when you live in the middle of nowhere, the whole world's your bathroom. He laughed.
The new dance with the guts is a delicate balance of slowing things down, but not too much. So, I work with fiber, Immodium and diet to strike the right note. What the right note might be is subject to change without notice and is dependent on many factors, many of which I haven't identified yet. But in general, I need to watch my roughage intake as it can speed the process up too much. In addition, starches are useful for slowing things down. Those that know me and my weight history know that the secret to my weight control has been a diet with lots of meats, vegetables, moderate fruits and very low starches. So, my diet had to change quite a bit.

The good news is, or was (that's foreshadowing)  roughages weren't seeming to give me speed issues. However, my surgery site was apparently narrowing in diameter as it was healing and I started having a little bit of trouble. And then, last Sunday night, all heck broke loose. I found myself in the ER Monday with incredible cramping pains with bouts of heaving my guts up thrown in for variety. Oh goody. They got me some good pain and nausea drugs (wow, sweet relief!), did a CT scan, noted the narrowing but said it was open so I was sent home with the no-salads or fibrous foods admonition. That night, I did feel a bit hungry so I made myself a small bowl of oatmeal. The next morning (Tuesday), I had an instant replay and they decided to admit me. Now it's Thursday night and it looks like they're going to let me out tomorrow. I've been slow to progress and Anna says I look pregnant because there is that much swelling in my belly. They did one final, delightful test today which involved chugging a horrifying solution (I just got the heebie-shakes writing that) which I was determined NOT to throw right back up because there was no way I was drinking it twice. That test demonstrated liquids were indeed moving through at least. It had the added benefit of totally clearing any lingering items from last Sunday. The result is I feel much better tonight (no pain meds and I had some crackers!), although I still look pregnant. We'll see if anyone asks, "Oh, when are you due?" while reaching out to rub my tummy, because I'll punch them in the nose. And I'm ashamed to say a little part of me hopes that happens.

Blood tests in the morning to see if hemoglobin and potassium are back up, then I'm busting out of here. Hopefully, this is the last time you'll tune in to this silly blog and find me in the hospital.

Thus concludes our year-long journey. Oh sure, when I have scans I'll update you. But by-and-large, it's over. I've told you way more about the details of my guts than you ever imagined you'd hear. Or want to hear. It has been cathartic for me and I hope that you have benefited from the journey you so kindly took with me. Every time something would happen, I would think, "Oh, this will make a good blog post!" In other words, you dear readers helped keep my overactive mind busy with something other than my cancer. You were active participants on my medical team, keeping my spirits up, offering knowledge, understanding, advice & prayer, and of course taking up the considerable slack that was left in our home and business lives. I could not have done it without you, and would not have wanted to. In return, I hope you got some laughs as we spit in cancer's eye together. While I hope for your sake not to ever have to return the favor, please know that I will. God bless you all!
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14 Comments
Bill Miller
1/22/2016 07:14:09 am

Wow, Barb! Congratulations on getting to this point. You will always continue to be in our thoughts, as an example of how to beat cancer, and prayers, that there never be a reoccurrence for you. May the whole world continue to be your bathroom--or at least your ranch!

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DebbieLB
1/22/2016 08:47:38 am

Admittedly, I am not the fan of Monty Python that you are, so I did not recognize the clip above. I thought you were making fun of Dr RB and was amazed that you had become such good friends that you could do that. But then when he mentioned the wife, I remembered!!! You are a crazy, wacky, tough, smart, and slightly off-kilter gal and I'm so proud of you!!!

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Sharla Huseman
1/22/2016 08:52:41 am

You inspire me, Barb.

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Roy Crenshaw
1/22/2016 09:18:15 am

Barb,
I will update Mom. She mentions you or the girls or Joe almost every day. She has been reading in her journal and came across the time she we t to the fiesta bowl with you and packed in such a hurry she wore mismatched shoes!

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Karen Thowe
1/22/2016 09:19:42 am

Congratulations on your one year! Your attitude has been a big help in beating cancer- I have enjoyed your prospective on bowel issues as I listen to people 8 hours a day talking about this issue- prayers cont for you

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Nancy Rezac
1/22/2016 10:14:08 am

It's been a long road for you, but you've handled it so well. We're glad you're at the end of this battle. It takes time and patience to regulate, but you'll get there. Gook luck to you.

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Scarlett
1/22/2016 11:31:33 am

You are a rock star and have inspired me more than once over the course of this past year! Prayers for continued healing and nearby bathrooms when needed. ;)

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Chuck Jolley
1/22/2016 12:06:53 pm

That column we discussed? I'm rewriting it this weekend. I think links to your more 'interesting' blogs should be included.

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Markbarb unruh
1/22/2016 12:31:22 pm

We will continue to hold you in prayers and thankful that are you are headed down the healthy road. I can remember coming to your ranch and watching you and my daughter katelin commenting that some day she would like to be like a barb downy. Thanks for being an inspiration to her even though you probably didn't know...and yes that was a couple years back. Your courage, faith and determination through your journey is inspiration in itself! Blessings on your 2016 and more!

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Shannan S.Bui
1/22/2016 07:19:04 pm

Barb, You've been in our thoughts and prayers. Just like a Downey, busting out of a hospital days earlier than expected. Think there should be a slogan, Built DOWNEY Tough! Imagine how many things you can face now that you've conquered the big C.

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Sharon Lindell
1/22/2016 08:54:48 pm

So proud of you, Barb, and we'll keep you and Joe and the girls in our prayers. I had to smile when you were talking about the world being your bathroom on the ranch, remembering a very funny story you told me once about burning pasture and having to use your britches to fight a fire! Congratulations on your VICTORY over TLB!

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Amy Flinn
1/22/2016 09:44:44 pm

Dear friend, so sorry to hear of this recent issue, but thankful you are out of the hospital and praying no more trips back there! Love your writing and your wit, but more importantly, love YOU!

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Bob
4/22/2016 09:04:12 am

I hope you are doing well, I check the site every day for an update. I had colon cancer 2.5 years ago, hoping everything stays good. I hope you have a complete recovery. Thanks for sharing so much of what cancer patients go through, it is nice to know other people experience the same things.

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Bob
5/20/2016 02:30:50 pm

I just wondered how you are doing? Very well I hope!

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