Well, here we go again I'm afraid!
Rosemary's diverticulitis has grumbled for a year and has now blown up. She had a week in hospital after collapsing in pain: a scan showed 'something', probably an abscess, between the intestine and the uterus. She's been out again for a week, but pain is increasing again: she is taking maximym painkillers and is only comfortable lying flat in bed. I think we're going to be back in hospital soon. She has a colonoscopy booked for next Monday, and there is talk of surgery afterwards.
Meanwhile my ulcerative colitis, which was responding very slowly after months of treatment, relapsed badly ten days ago. (Stress? Or my cooking while she was in hospital?) Serious pain took me to my GP, and an appointment with the specialist was brought forward to yesterday. An ultrasound exam showed nothing exciting apart from a cyst on one kidney. I've had this for years, but the dr still got excited, referred me for a kidney function blood test, and a 'short colonoscopy' this Friday. The preparation for this that morning sounds ghastly - far worse than the 'real thing'. Meanwhile the pain has got better - I think it may have been a partial blockage, probably made worse by dehydration - certainly 'things are moving' again.
So, I'm sitting here writing this, pondering whether I need to delay Friday's party for myself to avoid leaving her alone here for so long while she is barely well enough to stand. Life isn't great here at the moment, and thoughts and prayers would be much appreciated.