What a week

Work has definitely been challenging and I find myself exhausted by 8pm. I lay in bed and my feet start cramping and I think...did I drink enough today? It seems like no matter how much I drink (incorporating grape or prune juice throughout the day) it just doesn't seem to be enough, so I down a vita pack and try and get some sleep hoping that tomorrow will be an easier day. With the jpouch it took all of 2 minutes to empty...now I spend sometimes up to 30 minutes between preping, intubating, cleaning up & bandaging....I think 15 has been my shortest. But I look back on what the fisutla infection was causing to my body and I thank God this surgery was available. In my eyes it was another success and as afraid as I was to have it...I am really grateful. I've tested out some new foods this week and did really well. I'm learning to not be so afraid and just give it a try. There are some foods I will forever stay away from, but I can live with that. My next hurdle is getting the courage to start training for the half marathon in July...dehydration is my fear. It's time to put fears to rest.