It has been exactly 40 days since I left my house in Myrtle Beach. It’s crazy to think how much has happened in that 40 days. I have been at work for the past three days. I get in around 930 and have been leaving later than I had anticipated I’d make it- around 4:30-5. Getting up and down is super tiring and by three I’m pretty wiped. Today the bag was more “apparent” than I feel it usually is and I am not sure why. It feels heavier to me, or just pulling more even when it’s empty. I had ordered a stealth belt a few weeks back and am hoping that arrives soon, I feel like it will be a big help. For those of you who are unfamiliar with the stealth belt, there is a link to their site in the side bar on the right, check it out.

After a busy day at work my parents met me down in Myrtle and took me and a buddy to dinner. They also had a car load of clothes, supplies, etc… all things that I’ve accumulated over the past month. After dinner I headed home, driving for the first time, My movement still isn’t great and I had to rely on my mirrors more than I’d like to admit, but it was fine. The getting in and out of the car is the hardest part.

My buddy helped me bring all my stuff in and I finally made my way to the couch. I could have fallen asleep right there. It sure is nice to be home though. We chatted for a bit, watched a little TV, but by eight I was wiped. I headed upstairs, put a few things away and hopped into bed. After I finish typing this up I am going to throw an episode of Homeland on (I’ve got some catching up to do) and then I am going to fall into a very deep sleep. Although I am progressing nicely, I just wish it was happening faster. Yes, I am getting stronger, Yes I am getting healthier, but the zero muscles in my stomach thing is getting old. Getting out of my chair is still a chore. Laughing or coughing, still impossible. Do you know how frustrating it is to not be able to laugh hard? Also I am still more sore than i’d like to be around my stoma. Everywhere else on my stomach is okay. Bending down to put my socks and shoes on simply put, sucks. I know you can’t just gain back 40 pounds over night. I know that I was extremely sick a month ago and time is the only cure to all of this. But I am ready. I head to Boston for a Bachelor party a week from tomorrow, and I hope to be 10 times better than I am today. I am being optimistic. I haven’t told Osty I’ll be leaving home for a few days, so keep that between us, that’s not an argument I feel like having tonight. God, I have to get a life. Okay, until next time….oh wait, I also saw a cool shirt today on an ostomy site with the phrase, “LIFE TAKES GUTS” I thought that was cool.. Clever line. Okay, I’ll report back in with how I am doing in a day or two. Thanks for reading and obviously HAPPY EARTH DAY.