I'll be incredibly honest with you. I am a month out and I can tell you that I've been where you've been. I've vomited more than I ever have in my entire life, I've been constipated for almost 2 weeks, I've had to run out to the bathroom in the middle of a date with my fiance more than once. I have clutched at my stomach, wishing I could take it out and put a new one in. I have cried because I could smell all the food in the grocery store and felt like I would never be able to eat again. I've regretted my surgery more than once and I've had some pretty dark times. Despite all those things, I had a great day yesterday. For the first time in a month, I didn't get ill once. My issues have ceased for the most part (besides insomnia!). I don't know what today will bring, but I can only hope for the best. We don't know what tomorrow, a week, or months from now will bring us. But I know you and I will get through this. I'm really sorry you are feeling ill. This is something we have to take one hour, one day at a time.
You will have your dark days, but you will also have really good ones. Stay strong, you are not alone. Maybe you don't recover as quickly as one person said they did, maybe you won't lose 10 lbs in a week, and maybe you end up having the worst diarrhea ever while another person poops heavenly nougats. We will all eventually recover though and get better though, one day at a time