Monday, June 24, 2013
I left work early today. Spend some time with hubby before we went to the surgeon. He showed us the CT scan. The rupture in hubby’s abdominal wall is MUCH larger than either of us thought. You can even see where his slipped through the hole. After today’s exam, the surgeon thinks things have slipped back in but cannot be certain. We just need to get everything done as quickly as possible.
So, because of the diverticulitis he has to be on antibiotics for two weeks. Also his age and blood pressure require some pre-op tests. Those will all be done next week. The surgery itself will be on Friday, July 12th. The surgeon has already warned us, it will be a long one – 2 to 4 hours. And hubby will be hospitalized for at least 2 day and up to 5 depending (many of these surgeries are out patient – tell you how bad this is!).
Needless to say I’m terrified.
Terrified does not lend itself to smart eating. I’ve been binging. Granted, I’m eating cherries or carrots or apples with peanut butter instead of chips or cookies, but a binge is a binge. And my calories count is ridiculous. I’m not doing it on purpose. I just keep grabbing “snack pack” after “snack pack” (I have pre-portioned baggies in the fridge). I don’t even realized what I’m doing. GRRR
It also appears I have fallen back into an old vice. Cherub pointed out to me that I had 5 cups of coffee after our hike Saturday. I know I had 5 or 6 yesterday. I’m looking at cup number 4 right now. I’m a caffeine addict. I know that. I also know it makes me cranky and dehydrated. Problem is I have my “8 glasses” of water done so early I keep “justifying” the coffee. At least I’m not going for the chocolate delivery method.
So I’m pulling off a few smart choices. And I did get my walk in before the storm hit - 60 minutes and 5.25 miles with the dogs. I also brought my dumbbells to the doctor’s office again. So I got my ST in while we were waiting. Hubby was nowhere near as mortified as boy child was. So it will be a 4 star day.