The night of the surgery, the nurses in the SICU (Surgical Intensive Care Unit) thought I was only reacting the massive amounts of drugs they were pumping me full of. I was smiling when I woke up. I was so happy. When they asked how I was feeling, I just kept saying how happy I was. I remember crying. Happy tears.
Finally, I was on the other side of this. Finally.
No more diagnosing. The thing in me that was causing me so much pain and suffering was finally out of me. The thing that didn't belong in me. The tumor.
I do have diabetes now, to add to the other symptoms. No telling how long I have actually had it though. I found out while I was in the hospital. The best thing I have noticed since surgery is my ability to walk normally. My joints and muscles aren't painful anymore. When I returned from California in May, I was using a walker, then a cane just to get around. Now I walk at a normal pace and can, mostly, keep up with people.
I will keep you updated as to the other changes that happen!
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