When I walked into the surgeon's office at 6 weeks, I was the patient he wanted to see. I had begun simple household tasks such as cleaning bottles and doing laundry (even if I took the laundry up and down stairs in my arms making several trips rather than using the heavy laundry basket). I was cooking and cleaning.
I was going for walks regularly with my husband and our daughter. We would walk around the neighborhood until I was too tired to continue.
I was doing the grocery shopping. I was going out with friends. I even volunteered some time organizing some competitions at the gym we go to.
The surgeon smiled and said he couldn't believe I was the same patient he saw two weeks ago.
I went for my tests to see if I was ready for surgery. The first was a rectal exam to make sure the connections were healed internally. The second was the J-Pouch study to test the integrity of the new J-Pouch. They weren't pleasant tests but they were over quickly and I passed with flying colors.
We set the date for the resection and to close the stoma. It would be done exactly eight weeks since the first surgery had been performed.
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