The Age Realisation and The Wardrobe Consequence

Well its official. I am getting old.
I went to the bingo and enjoyed it. Of course the several pints of lager helped too.

I have been getting busier and busier and finding very little time to keep my blog up to date, which supports my original theory about why its difficult to find good news stories about post whipple operations. The people who are fine are just getting on with life never post anything and the remaining few who are maybe not as fine are looking for answers on the internet. I hope this helps them.

Some things I have been up to recently include a bike ride with my two sons, took ages for my pulled thigh muscle to recover! I still enjoyed it though. Sunny day, pedalling along the canal, stopping for a drink or two. What’s not to love about it.

I also went on a 8 mile round trip walk with the dog, also a nice sunny day and we were both worn out after 🙂 Something about my blood seems to attract horse flies now :-/ I was bitten about 5 times. Maybe I am just so much sweeter now 🙂

Went golfing last night with my sons, they are teaching me all they know (which isn’t a lot to be honest). Enjoyed that too, and I definitely improved as we got further round the course. Lost a couple of balls in the rough but who cares.

One interesting benefit of losing weight is that my son dropped me a load of clothes off that he can’t fit into now he’s a muscle man. Now, kids being kids these days, these aren’t cheap togs either. I wouldn’t dream of paying the prices he pays for a tee shirt or jeans. Anyway I now have a really trendy wardrobe, I gotta go out and strut my stuff!

Back at work full-time tomorrow, the 4 week phased return has been a bit of a drag to be honest. I never felt like I was back at work properly. Now I can get going and get to grips with things that have cropped up.

I suspect that this may be my last post, I feel it has done it’s job. To keep adding stuff about what I am up to is not what it was about. I can use Facebook for that, not that I do but you get what I mean.

If anything develops that is relevant I will jump back on and post it.

Oh one final note, my toilet issues are getting less and less. In fact since I have been back at work I have hardly had any trouble at all.

One final, final note. My heartfelt thanks to my wonderful wife, who helped me though all this, was my rock and support and without who my life would mean nothing. I love you very much.

If you are due a Whipple then good luck, I hope I have helped, don’t worry, live your life, don’t look back, keep up with the Creon, and like the Facebook group says.”NEGU”

Never Ever Give Up.


2 thoughts on “The Age Realisation and The Wardrobe Consequence

  1. Hi Neil,

    Thanks for your latest ( and possibly last) post. It was very timely for me, been doing further trawling of the Internet for more info pre Whipple (being done 13th August). Stupidly googled Whipple pain and watched a video of a man writhing in agony, all subsequent research confirmed this is what I have to look forward to!! I now have some perspective again, I think you’re right and the majority are getting on with their lives. I hope that you know that you have succeeded with what you wanted to achieve with your blog, it has made a huge difference. In helping me understand and cope with this predicament and is exactly what Is needed. Thanks Neil Best wishes Maggie

    Sent from my iPhone

    • Thanks again Maggie for the support, good luck with your op. I got your email but haven’t had time to respond so apologies for that. I saw that video too and it was a major factor in my reluctance to have the op. I should take a video of me running up and down stairs! Best wishes and good luck.

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