me

I am so totally back. I hope you are all fine, I have obviously not been reading my page. This laptop has no 'a' key. This is proving to be quite trying. Okay. So, I left my job of five years (considering my age I think this is a bit good) because of some stuff which was shocking. I am absolutely too tired to think about it anymore. But it meant me not starting my degree. I was offered a new job at another school and they needed me right away. My final day was 15th Feb. On 28th Jan I had to fly to Seychelles because my grandmother died the day before. The funeral was on the 30th. There was much to do. My family is well known, too well known for my liking. People kept kissing me in the street. The army was there. Do you know how many cousins I have on my mother's side? 39. I have 40 first cousins. Does this shock you as much as it does me?

I spent my birthday on a plane this year. Mostly sleeping and clutching my stomach. I was slightly more ill in Seychelles than normal. I foolishly went back to work the day after we landed. I was too sick to go in the following day. I had one week left in the school. No one knew I was leaving. I had handed in my resignation and my flight was the next working day so I hadn't even talked to the headmaster. I managed to crawl around being useless for my final week and people kept bothering me with why I was leaving and generally pissing me off. I didn't mention the new job.

The next week I went to the doctor so he could prescribe me with some hardcore painkillers. He admitted me into hospital. The doctors were confused. They thought it was my appendix. Then TB! Then some other stuff. I lost 11lbs in my first week. I had lots of scans, tests, drips, pains, two blood transfusions. They didn't let me eat, I vomited my life away because the medicine made me sick as did the anti-sickness pill. So they had to inject it in my bum, a lot. It hurt. I had an injection in my stomach and a blood test everyday. I had done all the prep for a colonoscopy and then they decided it was too risky. Three teams of doctors were treating my case and they could never decide or agree what to do. I had to drink one litre of solution in 30 minutes. It's not that much, but when you've had nothing in your stomach for a while, it's hard. They wouldn't let me go pee! I had another CT scan, the solution blew up my bowel. It showed that 10 centimetres of my bowel was inflamed with Crohn's disease. There was also a hole and it had wrapped itself around another bit of my bowel. They tried to do keyhole surgery but it didn't work. The operation lasted 6 hours. It is usually no more than two.

The first thing I asked when i woke up was if I had a stoma. I didn't. That was the one thing that scared the bejesus out of me. I had a catheter for a day but I didn't give a damn. My nose kept bleeding because of the oxygen. They are still doing tests on what they removed. I might not be allergic to gluten. I am allergic to morphine. I have chronic anaemia and a borderline pulse rate, that's it so far.

I came home on Tuesday after my month in hospital. My new job said I could start after the Easter holiday. It will take another six weeks to recover. My scar is about 25cm long but I haven't looked at it yet. They removed the staples today. It hurt a little. So, yes.