Last Friday I had some unbelievable news. News that I would never have dreamed could be possible just a few years ago. News that, if I’m honest, still hasn’t sunk in properly.
I had an ultrasound on my liver and for the first time in years my liver was NOT fatty and not particularly oversized. Granted it took the doctor a while to decide if it was borderline fatty or not, but in the end decided non-fatty!
What a far cry away from my time in Kings hospital four years ago when my diseased liver had pretty much stopped working. It looked like my days were numbered. During the first three weeks in hospital my condition wasn’t improving, and the doctors told my family I couldn’t have a transplant as you need to be six months sober. This was probably my lowest point, my rock bottom.
Now, I’m not getting carried away. I know that there is still significant damage done and I will always be at a bit more at risk of illness in the future. But to get my health from where it was then, to how it is now, has put one hell of a big smile on my face.
What I have also realised through these results Is that other aspects of my recovery are also improving. A year and a half ago I would never have dreamt of writing about my results in a blog for fear of jinxing them. How crazy is that!
But that was the level of my anxiety during the first year and a half of my recovery. After blocking out my emotions with alcohol for so many years, they hit me like a tonne of bricks during the beginning of my recovery. But now I can write this and put it on the internet without a second thought.
I know I have been extremely lucky, and I count my blessings every day. But I’m not naive enough to think it has all been down to luck. So much credit needs to go to the doctors and nurses who got me out of that hospital in the first place and my family for supporting me through thick and thin. And not forgetting the obvious; 34 months without a drink.
I’m sure exercise has had a big say in it to. I exercise regularly as part of my support network and that can only be doing good things for my liver and health. I can’t put into words how much exercise has helped my recovery.
These latest results just back up what I have been saying in this blog all along. THERE IS A WAY BACK. Even if you are on deaths door, you cannot give up. You have to keep trying and trying and trying. And you WILL get there in the end. Like I have said before I am living proof that there is a way back from the brink. You can beat it.
Thanks for reading and good luck.