Well, it's been a tough slog. This was my first major surgery so I didn't know exactly what to expect in the recovery and healing process. The early days had their ups and downs and my energy level still fluctuates. So far I haven't had any interest in writing, but expect that to come around in time.
Yesterday I had an appointment with my surgeon for his follow-up and to have the stitches removed. Mine was the traditional, large incision for a burst appendix. He explained again, since the entire area was such a mess, filled with poisons and other nasty substances, that he felt it necessary to open me up, do several irrigations, suction that out each time, install a drain, and close me up. As a result, I had no major reactions or infections. So, at the office visit yesterday, while a medical student removed the stitches, the doctor went on and on about how pleased he was at my progress, how well I looked, and how easily I could move around. I've had no pain for the last 4 or 5 days and stopped taking my narcotic medication for that.
And yesterday, I was even able to resume looking after my 2 year-old granddaughter, Olivia. I have her at least 10 days per month. She and I are very close, so it's been hard for her to be without PaPa for the past 2 weeks - hard for us both, really. We had a great time. She gave me lots of hugs and kisses through the day.
Thanks again for your prayers, comments, and concerns. We are fearfully and wonderfully made, it's true, and isn't it good to know we are constantly under the watchful care of the Great Physician?
Max Elliot Anderson
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