Surgery

That is what they took out on the 16th of this month, 1 1/2 feet of colon with several diverticulum. No other issues on the pathology of the tissue and now I should not have any more diveticulum flare ups.
I think things look pretty good as does the doctor. Only off for a full three weeks and READY to go back to work!!
Cover your eyes if you do not want to see anything:

It was done laparoscopically with a small incision centrally to removed the excised portion. Luckily, I have lots of colon so no big deal to reattach things back together. The incision above is numb. Most of my discomfort is to the right at one of the trocar sites where the surgeon went through a muscle.

I am now back to my HIGH high fiber diet and am gradually increasing my activity.

My apologies to those of you who do not like to see scars. It happens - we get older and things have to be fixed or removed.

Christmas, Belated

Just wanted to share, albeit late, what I got for Christmas.

I wasn't sure what to say, so I thanked my spouse for his thinking of me. What did I get??

First, I love bells, so my sweet husband got me a string of silver bells on a cord that can be hung on a door.

Then, I got a silver wrap-around of gypsy dangles that jingle when you walk, oookkkkaaayyy. I was thinking when would I ever wear that?

Finally, I got a purple cloth with the dangling silver bells attached that wraps around your hips. Again, I was wondering, where would I ever wear this contraption? Was my husband trying to tell me something?

After pondering this issue for a few weeks I finally asked him last Friday. "Hey, you know the gypsy belts you got me for Christmas? Why?"

In reply, my loving husband stated, "Because they were pretty and I know you like the bell sound that those thing make. I know you won't wear them except for at the Ren Fest but I thought maybe you could get some pants and tunic to wear with them next year. No real reason, I just thought you would like them and the purple color was so pretty."

So there you have it - no ulterior motive - not a gift for him to watch me wear - just the noise that he dislikes but knows that I like - to make me smile. I did smile - like a "what was he thinking?" smile of amazement at first, and then a true smile of joy for such a thoughtful husband who put my likes ahead of his own.