dbmcclellan.com

I have been in post-surgery full-on recovery mode for seventeen days.  Surgery was May 20th and taking it easy with light exercise and lots of “watching the grass grow” is the new normal for me.  And I usually eat with “health” in mind (fruits and veggies along with loads of fiber) and my eating habits have only slightly changed to incorporate “probiotics” into my system via a drink called Kefir.

Kefir is this so-called drinkable yogurt manufactured by a company named LifeWay, and it is delicious! I think the flavor I am working on right now is Lowfat Pomegranate.  The theory of drinking this stuff is all about balancing a person’s intestinal “flora”; or the good bacteria naturally residing inside the intestines. When a person is given powerful antibiotics to ward off post-surgical infection this flora is killed off.  And it really needs to get back in there!  The old saying “time heals all wounds” comes into play here and the flora will grow back without any interference or outside assistance.  But, when you know a thing and have an opportunity to fix what’s broken, why not fix that thing?  So I drink Kefir.

Here’s a little blurb from the site at LifeWay: “A good remedy for digestive problems such as colitis and IBS, and is particularly helpful in reestablishing necessary intestinal microflora that may have been destroyed by antibiotic or other medical treatment.”

As a little aside: I ran into these guys from LifeWay a few years back when looking for a new stock for my portfolio.  They trade on the NASDAQ as LWAY and did me proud for about a year and a half garnering a 25% pop.  Delicious products and a stock brokers dream too….who knew?!

So, 17 days later…what is going on?  I pee a lot.  But you know what?  I pee in a toilet! Why is that news?  Because after a radical prostatectomy incontinence is normal.  As a matter of fact, I have to go right now.  Back in a minute.  {a short time later} OK, I’m back.  So incontinence, or the inability to control the flow/leakage of urine, was a huge fright for me.  I didn’t want to be THAT guy…..you know, the old guy at the grocery store wearing the really big clown pants, smelling as if he just left a park bench, and buying a box of Depends.  I did NOT want to be that guy….for obvious reasons.  And I am not.  Thenk Yew!

And what else is going on?  I miss my wife being home (she stayed home from work during the first week) and really wish I could sleep during the day.  Maybe if I didn’t have my morning coffee I could pull that off.  But I do love my coffee!  Probably won’t be napping anytime soon.