I am just over six weeks out from my hemmorhoidectomy and LIS, and I am feeling really good. I have no pain or discomfort. BMs are back to normal, and I don't feel that I need to shower after each one. I have some blood when wiping, occasionally, but that also seems to be waning. I am still on Metamucil and Miralax, and of course a high fibre diet and exercise.
In a week, I will go back into the classroom to teach. I teach a heavy course load at a large university. This will be the first time in many years that I will be going into the start of the school year without worry and anxiety about my butt problems.
Last year, the pain was so bad that there were many times when I did not know how I was going to get through the day. I remember often being in such severe pain while teaching a class that I thought I might just have to excuse myself, leave the room and leave 100 students scratching their heads. I remember many times going back to my office, closing the door, and sitting with my head in my hands in tears because of the pain. There were many days where I would rush home between classes so that I could have a BM and shower afterwards. By the end (or even the middle) of nearly every day, I was exhausted from the pain. Teaching, which I love, was not fun anymore. It was not even work. It was just pain. Lots of pain.
Well, here I am without any pain now. I have a renewed sense of energy and an optimism that I have not had for many years. I feel like I have an opportunity to start over, like I was ten years younger. I am in the best physical condition I have been in for many years (largely due to the exercise and nutrition regimen brought about by the roids and the fissure). And I have tried to achieve a better balance between my stressful activities and responsibilities and those things which contribute to recreation and relaxation.
And so I begin a new year with great hope and renewed vigour. It is such a wonderful feeling that it is hard to describe. I had always hoped that this day would come, but frankly I had lost any real sense that it would come. I was just trying to get through each day. Now I am looking forward to each new day, and, although I am somewhat humbled by the whole experience, I have regained my confidence. I go back to school eager and enthusiastic. What a difference from a year ago!
There is a light at the end of the tunnel. I am living proof.