Since ya’ll seem to be paying so much attention to what my run LOOKS like..
Things went a little pear shaped at the end of last week. Nice short run on Thursday, with the intention of doing something longer on Saturday. I woke up Saturday morning to a snow storm, though.. Which ended up being just as well because I managed, somehow (sitting up in bed) that morning, to aggravate the herniated disks in my upper back. This happens now and again. It predates cancer. I’m pretty sure, though, that it was these two or three (can’t remember) disks in conjunction with the chemotherapy that caused me so much pain over the last winter.
Since around the time I started running, though I think it’s a coincidence, I’ve been having a strange change in bowel habit, all starting with a day of REALLY excruciating gas pain a few weeks ago. The gas pain seemed to mostly resolve a few days later when I went for a run, completely emptied out, and had to finish the run with a full bag. (yuck. right.) I felt pretty good for the rest of the day, and maybe a few days after, but noticed that I wasn’t really *cough* producing much. By the snowy Saturday with disk pain, I was feeling pretty bloated and gross again. Like before, this resolved itself in spectacular fashion, and I spent most of the day, well.. pooping.
That night I had horrible chills and feverish dreams, and in the wee hours of the morning I felt as though something might be REALLY wrong.. That perhaps I was going to have another seizure. Who knows? Woke up on Sunday feeling ok, though. Still, I thought I’d take it easy for a few days. Got back to running this morning. The rest did me some real good.. The secret to feeling good when you run? Don’t run very often! Ha.
(I will be seeing my G.I. doc this afternoon to hear what he has to say about this new pattern in bowel habit).
In other news:
THIS SHIT IS ABOUT TO GET HIGH TECH!!! (and I’m using the expletive clinically!!)
I finally managed to get on the phone with someone at my healthcare supply company who has a little sense, and was able to hook me up with some irrigation supplies..
Here’s how it works.
Step one: You’re going to need a Belly-Butt. The majority of you reading this are disqualified.
Step two: Fill the bag with water and hang it from something high like a shower curtain.
Step three: Lie down and stick the cone.. Actually, you know what? Since I’m pretty hazy on the next few steps anyway, I think I’ll leave it there until I know what the hell I’m talking about. Check back soon!
(Joking aside. Irrigation is something that many Shit-baggers find allows them a serious boost in quality of life. Essentially, a once a day enema that empties out the bottom foot or so of colon, and allows you to cover your stoma with a little cap instead of the usual shit bag, since peristalsis won’t push anything to the end of the line for another 24 hours or so. That’s the theory, at any rate. Apparently, some people take to it pretty quickly, and others never adjust. I’m hoping I’m a quick learner!)
Sometimes on here I talk about food, and art making, and the finer things in life.
Today I talked about poop. Sorry.
For Ashley and others: The running does not seem to be helping my sciatica at all. Not yet, anyway. If anything, it may be aggravating it. My body continues to be riddled with aches and pains that I associate with the chemo, the sciatica being severe enough that most of the time it masks the others! Running DOES seem to be helping with the depression a bit, though, for what it’s worth. I’ll be seeing a physiatrist (??first I’d ever heard of it) on thursday to see what she has to say. Hoping that maybe we can try a cortisone shot or something like it. My upper back disk issue, when it gets really bad, has been set straight in the past with a course of steroids. Maybe something similar could break this pain cycle.. I’ll let you know.