
In a nutshell, (and no, I'm not the nut) Reccurent hernia. This round of surgery exactly six months to the day of the last one. Now I have TWO 15" X 20" pieces of gortex lining my middle.
This and the last procedure were laproscopic, so now I have 16 holes poked in my tummy, ( l look like I tried to cuddle a porcupine) and the C section from Hell that I got two years ago. (Same problem)
I don't have anything to really brag about.
I have been inspected, injected, detected, neglected, and some things Arlo never thought of singing about. I did have a Teddy with me, which was a greater comfort than most could imagine. If you ever saw a middle aged man with a plushie in a death hug, then you know what it's like to have to cough with a belly full of sutures.
Not fun.

Thanks everyone.
