The worst of this happened during renal failure, but when I went back because of sepsis part of the treatment was to use antibiotics and extra liquid to fill the interstitial space.
When I came home from the hospital the second time I weighed 190 pounds. Now I weigh 178, because my body has finally rid itself of all of the extra liquid in the third space. I look like a POW from the prison camp.
Ruth Ann had bought me a Speedo prior to the surgery thinking it would be a good option when I got to the "pad" stage where I had some control but needed pads for accidents.
Well, for the record I put it on and had Rebecca take pictures of my emaciated body. I am not going to post this picture, but if any of my family or friends wants to see the "new me" let me know and I will send it as an attachment.
Tom

Are you chicken-chested? :::bwack...bwwack...bwuck...cluck...cluck...cluck:::
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