March 04, 2012

Monty Python's Life of Tony

Hospital lights at night

I have a few simple rules for my interactions online:

  1. No politics
  2. No religion
  3. Nothing overly personal

Reputation is a funny, slippery thing and any one of those three topics can (in the eyes of people with differing views) make or break a reputation rather quickly. I like to break all three of my rules regularly.

This post, it’s a #3.

Life has a funny way of putting things into perspective. The last 4 months of my life have been the hardest, yet the most wonderful that I have ever had. Here’s a recap (with pictures for the slower readers):

December, 2011:

I spent the first week of December cooped up in a hospital room, being infused with what my Doctor liked to refer to as a “last ditch effort to get me to the altar on time”.

Cyclosporine infusion

December 17, 2011 is (to date) the happiest day I’ve ever experienced. Surrounded by a small group composed of our immediate families and our closest friends, Leah and I became (as we affectionately call it) “Husbandit” and “Wife-o-saurus”.

Married under a big ol' tree!

Leah and Tony getting their marriage on!

Leah and I also had a little surprise that we’d been keeping to ourselves. We’re going to be parents this coming June. I’m hoping for X-men-esque mutant superpowers from my unborn child.

Bun in the oven — 12 week scan

January, 2012:

My Doctor’s last ditch effort worked, but sadly didn’t hold. I was admitted to hospital as an emergency case on January 25, 2012. I’ve suffered from a chronic illness for most of my adult life —- I battled against Ulcerative Colitis for over 11 years. The illness became so severe that the damage to my internal organs was beyond repair. On January 27, I had my large intestine removed in the first of what will be three rounds of surgery before the end of this year.

Tony in hospital, post surgery

The great news? At the end of the year, I’ll be completely cured of the colitis and I’ll be a Dad. To be honest, I couldn’t ask for much more.

What these last few months have shown me is that no matter how bad things get, life has a way of balancing itself out. You can either sit back and let everything happen to you, or you can love and embrace the great things you’ve been given and learn to tolerate the not-so-great.

OK, that’s enough of that — back to your regularly-scheduled mix of technical and non-existent posting!