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The Writer - The Pancreas - AND Octomom Lips

Dang pancreas. It's had its way with me one too many times. I'm done with it. AND I'm declaring WAR on IT and any other body part that intends to stand in the way of my writing. FOR NOW AND FOREVER MORE!

I've had to stop too many stories, often for months at a time, to deal with the havoc it wrecks on my life. Not to mention my health. And that of my family.

After three or four such bouts with this cantankerous organ, I had to stop again recently while editing HUNGRY to tango with this persistently unhappy body part of mine.

Our dance was done a few days ago at Ohio State University Hospital. Outpatient with Dr. G and his staff officiating.

A balloon - perhaps a robust red party balloon - who knows? - was used to stretch some sense into the duct - hoping to put an end to all the shenanigans it had been doing, and then to assist the balloon a plastic stent was inserted to keep the little "devil" duct open as it is supposed to be naturally.

After a much needed talk and some roughing up from the doctor, the pancreas and duct should be believers. That remains to be seen.

After I recover in a few days - and my lips go back down, they somehow got mashed in the process and I came out looking like Octomom - I'll once again be ready to pick up the tools of my trade, my pens and pencils and laptop, and take to the writing fields.

Because I have HOPE, an endless amount, I believe that this time will be the last time.

But as I said, I've declared WAR. If it comes back we'll do battle again.

I hope while I've been dancing YOU have been working.
Blessings!

PS Previously, the pancreas duct was damaged by gall stones, leaving scarring which prevents its working at times.

Comments

  1. I feel confident you will win!

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  2. And Barb said, "God bless you dear Gail for the comment."

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  3. Barb...Hope you are feeling better and recovering with no problems. Take care and love to the family! We spent 3 hours at the Mt. Carmel West hospital when we spent the night in Grove City...Rich fell in the shower and broke 3 ribs and dislocated his left shoulder. They had to knock him out to put it back in place. He's been miserable, but hopefully, he'll have surgery soon to make it all better!

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  4. I'm so sorry you've been ill, and glad to hear that the solution may have been found. Love your spirit - no organ or obstacle could ever hold out against that.

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  5. I hope you're feeling better, Barb.

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  6. Your attitude in dealing with conflict means a lot. I think you have won the war. I haven't been writing much lately, I'm going to have to get back in the swing of things...soon.

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  7. It's taken the entire week to feel well again. I'm all about feeling better in a mega second, most impatient person you've ever met when it comes to wanting to be on my feet and busy. And not wanting to be down. However, I had no choice. So, I'm actually on the mend and near the end of my rewrite on HUNGRY. Anxious to get it into the mail so I can slip back into KILL ME OR DRIVE ME TO FL. Working title on WIP.
    Blessings to all of you who continue to read this blog.

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  8. Glad you're feeling better and getting back to work. It's always a good feeling to be productive. I like the new colors of your blog. It's so much easier to read. Looking forward to seeing you next week. Can't believe I can finally say that!

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