Dear John to my Stomach…

Dear Stomach,

I am sorry to say but I need to tell you that I am ending our relationship.  I know that you have been with me my whole life but it is time to say goodbye.  We have had a good run over the last 43 years.  We have enjoyed the butterflies as we ride amusement park rides and we have enjoyed the sweet feeling of full satisfaction after a holiday meal.  We have had many stuffed moments and even more “hangry” (Angry Hungry) moments.  I know that you have been there for me throughout the thick and the thin.  More of the thick in these last 15-20 years but you have been there nonetheless.  When you felt empty I could feel it.  When you had a bug it affected me too.

Our relationship has clearly been a love/hate relationship.  There were many things I loved to eat that you very insistently made me aware that you hated.  I really like eggs but you reminded me regularly that I just shouldn’t eat them alone. There were many times that you caused me great pain.  Remember that time you pretended to not be able to handle gluten?  You kept pretending until the doctor gave you some attention and looked at your insides.  I honestly think you just wanted attention.  I do admit that over the years I have probably abused you a bit.  I would say I am sorry but I can’t, I really do like spicy food and it wasn’t going to be like the eggs, I was going to force you to like it.

I would say that it isn’t you, it’s me, but that would be a lie.  It is you.  Through some extensive investigation I have learned that you are plotting against me. I know, you will say it is not your fault that you were just born that way.  Again, I cannot argue that point however I cannot allow you to let this cancer thing that you want to invite in, take my place.  I mean, who is this CDH1 gene and why are you letting them make the decisions for you.  I know, I know, it’s not your fault.  Yeah right.

You may think that you are irreplaceable.  Well, actually you are because quite honestly that would be a little weird (ok, a LOT weird). You may think that you are indispensable as well but I have learned that I really do not need you.  Because of you I have had to get professional help and they have urged me to end my relationship with you.  They say that you are not good for my long term health. They even say that I will be around much longer once you are gone.  They are recommending that I increase my relationship with my intestines and from what I hear they are able to give me a relationship that is not so dangerous.  I simply cannot disagree now that I know you are trying to take me out of the picture.  Do I need to remind you of the last body part that tried to kill me? I’m certain you haven’t heard from them in a long time!  Luckily they were replaceable and I am much happier with their replacements.

I’m sure that you are thinking that you will not be able to go on without me.  Well, actually you’re right, you will not.  I know you think you cannot live without me.  Again, you are correct.  However, I will be able to live without you and that is exactly what I am going to do.

Letting you go is going to be hard.  I am certain that I will miss you at times and may even have doubts about my decision but in the end it is right thing for both of us.  Well, for me at least.  Letting go means that I will change too.  I will have to learn to live without you but I am sure that I can do that.  My gut instinct is telling me this is the right path. I will have to allow other parts to pick up the slack of the things you used to do for me.  I am certain they will adjust to the new job duties and be able to handle them very well.  I will learn how to get on without you.  I think I may even take on a new diet and get rid of a few pounds.

So this is farewell. I am giving you a few weeks to pack up your things and move out.  While you are at it make sure the reproductive organs leave with you.  I have heard rumors that they are plotting against me as well and quite honestly I really do not need them anymore.

I am so sorry that it has come down to this but you leave me no choice.  It’s me or you and I choose me.  I wish there could have been a different outcome but it just wasn’t meant to be. So, this is “so long” stomach. It’s been an interesting ride.  I am certain that the “new” me will be able to live just fine without you.

Hasta la Vista!

Your EX-body home, Melanie

 

 

Caring Bridge Comments

Lorelie|Jan 8, 2015 12:46pm
What a fantastic outlook you have! And a unique sense of humor. You’ll come thru this with flying colors. Hang in there girl!

Love and prayers..from mom|Jan 8, 2015 11:51am
That is awesome and I love your sense of humor. That is an inspiring message to all of us. You will come through this and continue to be my hero!!! I love you

Joan Gilmore|Jan 8, 2015 7:40am

Melanie, what a tribute!

Cheri Buswell|Jan 8, 2015 7:23am

LOL! Somehow I think you could make this a book…”The Host”…

Trish|Jan 7, 2015 8:38pm

Your sense of humor is great!

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