I forgot to post a picture of my new wall hanging filled with my pictures.
I think it turned out well.
Bailey and I are so looking forward to decorating the house for Christmas, but we'll be doing most of it next Saturday. But while putting away fall and Thanksgiving decor, Bailey got an idea where to put my Christmas quilted wall hanging and we decided to make LL do it right away.
So we took down my sweet angel which has been hanging for years and relocated her.
Bailey then cleaned the walls. Then the begging of her dad or brother to help took place.
Finally to shut her and I up. Her dad stood bravely on a ladder set on the stairs.
It really is a pretty little quilt
And is great to look at while going down the stairs.
Over the long weekend, I ended up getting next to nothing done, except the freezers. I wanted to get out for walks and take pictures. Maybe a little Christmas shopping..........But my "digestion" had another thing in mind. After way overindulging on Thursday, I expected a bad day. But not three bad days. Must admit, I have been having a lot of bad days and accidents lately, so a change has to take place.
LL and I talked over my options. There are two. One is to go back to a low fiber, low residue diet. That would immediately help me and since I have open sores now, it is enticing. But the down fall of this is it is short term because of the unhealthy nature of the diet. The second option is go to the extreme opposite, very high fiber, no meat except oily fish. In theory, eventually, after your body gets use to it, I would have more warning of problems and not the hours of misery. The downside of this is things would get much worse before it gets better and for some people, it never gets better. Also once the transition is complete, even one meal of "bad" foods can be disaster for someone without a rectum. But for the plus, it is the best diet to help prevent the cancer from coming back.
So I am going to give the high fiber no meat a try. Hopefully, I will have relief by the time Christmas gets closer, and I will just resign to the fact that at least for the next week or two, I might be more miserable. Well I will let you know how it goes.