yorkiegal
Baxter's mum
I've been up to the hospital today for my pre-op assessment, which involved being weighed, blood pressure taken, an ecg and then an exercise test where I had to pedal on an exercise bike for 15 mins whilst hooked up to monitors.
The nurse was one of those who manage to convey disapproval without saying anything that might get them into trouble. But she did manage to mention that it would be better if I could manage to lose the weight myself, and then made a comment about the nhs being stretched financially. Ok I get it, I'm a lazy fat blimp who is expecting the nhs to pay for my lack of will power. Funnily enough, from the moment the doctor entered the room she became much friendlier.
I thought I'd managed the exercise test really well so I wasn't prepared for bad news.
The anaesthatist said that if anything were to go wrong during the operation, or if there were complications in the first few days afterwards, it's unlikely that my heart and lungs would be able to cope. So I'm high risk. He said he'll write to my consultant who will decide with me whether I want to go ahead with the surgery, knowing the risks, or postpone it, or look at other options for losing weight.
On a positive note, I can do things to reduce my risk. I can stop smoking and start doing more exercise. I thought that walking the dog three times a day was enough, but apparantly I need to be out of breath and working hard at it for it to be of any use.
I have to admit that I really didn't think I would be high risk. I'm still in my thirties, I don't drink, I have no comorbidities and at 21 stone, there are lots of people much heavier than me who are having the bypass.
I think it just hit me today for the first time that I could actually die if I have the bypass. I knew the stats but I'd just shrugged them off before. But today was a big wakeup call. I feel so ashamed that I'm not able to lose this weight myself. You'd think that being told you could die on the operating table would be an incentive to stick to a diet wouldn't you? And yet my biggest fear is being refused the operation.
The nurse was one of those who manage to convey disapproval without saying anything that might get them into trouble. But she did manage to mention that it would be better if I could manage to lose the weight myself, and then made a comment about the nhs being stretched financially. Ok I get it, I'm a lazy fat blimp who is expecting the nhs to pay for my lack of will power. Funnily enough, from the moment the doctor entered the room she became much friendlier.
I thought I'd managed the exercise test really well so I wasn't prepared for bad news.
The anaesthatist said that if anything were to go wrong during the operation, or if there were complications in the first few days afterwards, it's unlikely that my heart and lungs would be able to cope. So I'm high risk. He said he'll write to my consultant who will decide with me whether I want to go ahead with the surgery, knowing the risks, or postpone it, or look at other options for losing weight.
On a positive note, I can do things to reduce my risk. I can stop smoking and start doing more exercise. I thought that walking the dog three times a day was enough, but apparantly I need to be out of breath and working hard at it for it to be of any use.
I have to admit that I really didn't think I would be high risk. I'm still in my thirties, I don't drink, I have no comorbidities and at 21 stone, there are lots of people much heavier than me who are having the bypass.
I think it just hit me today for the first time that I could actually die if I have the bypass. I knew the stats but I'd just shrugged them off before. But today was a big wakeup call. I feel so ashamed that I'm not able to lose this weight myself. You'd think that being told you could die on the operating table would be an incentive to stick to a diet wouldn't you? And yet my biggest fear is being refused the operation.