The scientific curiosity known as "The Appliance"

Also one of the rejected nicknames from "Jersey Shore," although "The Situation" is certainly applicable. It's a plastic bag with a recloseable end, and a wide rubber adhesive-backed disc that fits over the stoma--that's the off-ramp from Peg's colon freeway that says, "Hello, world."

The home health nurses came out today to show us the cool tips n' tricks on how to swap out the bag, which has to be done every 3 to 5 days. Interesting little science project, because the gizmo needs to be trimmed very closely to the stoma. You have to make a template to trim the appliance. Not hugely different than when I was making model rockets in seventh grade.

Peg is getting stronger every day. Still not eating enough to play catch-up with all the weight she lost, but our motto here is "tomorrow will be better." And it is.

She's home!

Peg was discharged this afternoon and is snuggled into her favorite spot, the couch in our living room. It was sunny and 68 degrees when they wheeled her out to the car--the perfect antidote for being stuck for six days in a hospital.

She's pretty woofed, which is to be expected four days after major surgery. Last night she didn't get solid sleep after they checked her vitals at midnight. Probably best to hold off on visits and phone calls at least until tomorrow. I'll let you know when she tells me she's up for it. Right now it's sleep, sleep, sleep.