a.k.a Professor Sandroussi but  prefers Doctor!

Yesterday, Thursday 14th April 2016, was the anniversary of my first meeting, with God on Thursday 16th April 2015; before any smarty pulls me up on this, remember, this year is a leap year; and 365 days elapsed between the meetings.

He was very pleased with me and my condition, just for the record  my weight has gone up to 68.5 kg, and yesterday was a good day, not to be confused with the Australian greeting ‘G’day’; I seem to be having more good days now than bad, which is good as I was getting fed up with bad days being more prevalent than good. (heck this bloke raves on. must be the codswallop! where’s the salt? )

He wants to see me in 3 months, which will be roughly 12 months after he sliced me up last June.

Not being that pressed for time he told me a bit about my operation which I’m not going to bore you with now; perhaps in a later post, and told me that I was pretty lucky as the tumor was very large but was contained in the stomach and had not spread.

I told him that I remembered his coming to see me a few minutes before the op to tell me that there was a chance that it had spread to my liver, in which case he’d just sow me back up and start me on chemo. And he said “I told you you were lucky!”

Well all being well I went home in high spirits and enjoyed my dinner, two, yes two lamb chops with a little whole potato, buttered, carrot buttered, and a little spinach, ugh! The first time I’ve devoured two lamb chops, mind you they were not that large; since losing my stomach.

And to top it off I enjoyed two small glasses of ‘Merlot’ 


17 thoughts on “God

  1. Ah, the miraculous Merlot.
    So glad to read you have enjoyed 2 lamb chops. Great sign, and a damn good doctor.


  2. The Excellent Good Doctor God.


  3. You are doing marvellously well. My brother is two years down the track and wouldn’t attempt that! The other day his wife reminded me she was still feeding him through the tube for most of the first year. By the way, he does have the around and around zipper we were discussing in an earlier post.


    1. The difference I suppose Gwen is that I did exactly as I was told by the doctors and nurses at the RPAH, I think you told me your brother spat the dummy and walked out of the Bankstown Hospital after a week. I was never fed through the tube that I had hanging from my abdomen, I nearly said stomach and remembered that I don’t have one, once the tube was removed from my nose (that’s the one I was fed through) the other was only there for emegency force feeding. This is the first time that I can ever recall actually obeying every instruction I’ve been given and obviously it’s now paying off, as I do feel quite good now, well most of the time 🙄

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      1. I hadn’t thought of it in that light. You are probably correct. I think he was two weeks in intensive care, maybe three. Anyway, a week longer than quoted. Then transferred to a regular ward, and yes, after a week there he could no longer cope with the hospital regime, even though he was not eating independently. Or not eating enough independently. So my sister-in-law took the brunt of the after-surgery nursing. It’s been a long road, and he still has plenty of down days. But he is still here with us, so at least he has the potential to improve. It is very interesting to follow how well you are coming along, even though there have been times it is hard to see the light at the end of the tunnel.


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          Would you believe I spent exactly 14 hours in the ICU; I experienced no pain whatsoever after the op,, probably pumped full of morphine at the time; only slightly uncomfortable, wonder if that is why Doc S called me miracle man when he popped in to check up on me two days later, hadn’t thought of that. I spent three weeks in the ward doing everything I was told without question or argument, except for one brief episode.

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        2. A miracle man indeed! You could put it down to the difference in surgeon or hospital – but I doubt that. It does sound like a remarkable recovery. I have vivid memories of visiting my brother in ICU and I couldn’t imagine him going on to a ward two or three days after the op. You can imagine how he had had enough by the time he got to the ward, especially after the full-on care and attention of ICU.


        3. I think I’d put it down to the hospital and the surgeon, The RPA probably Australia’s premier hospital and teaching hospital and Prof.Sandroussi who teaches at the attached Sydney Uni and is head of surgeons v the Bankstown Hospital, with all due respects to the good people working there but I doubt they have the facilities and the power of the RPA

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  4. It’s a different Beari from twelve months ago. You were a depressing old bugger back then.


    1. Never been a depressing old bugger, mean, nasty, rude and sarcastic maybe but depressing? Never! 😈


  5. Mmm, lamb chops. Cheers!


    1. Surely one of the most tasty cuts of meat. XD


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