Perissa
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In July I approached my GP about WLS, at the same time I wrote to my consultant orthophedic surgeon asking him to support my application. He wrote to my GP saying that he would support my application.
In August my GP and I completed the PCT funding form and applied.
In September my application was approved and I met my surgeon on the 2nd October. We agreed that the bypass would be my best option. Surgery was booked for the 30th October.......
I weighed in at 127.2Kg with a BMI of 46.7.
I lost 5Kg on my pre op diet.
I had to be at the hospital at 6.30am. It was a LONG wait for me though as I was last to be done that day. Finally I walked to theatre just after 3pm.
Next thing I know is that it is 6pm and I am being told to open my eyes. Try as I might they would not open, no matter how hard I tried. No recovery time or ICU for me as they immediately trollied me to my room despite my request to wait. I found this all a bit distressing as I couldn't open my eyes although I could speak. I really wasn't ready to be moved. I can't go on any kind of fair ground ride. I can't even watch certain things on the TV because it give me vertigo. I was almost in tears as I got very disorianted and was retching a lot which as you can imagine was painful.
Back in my room I had two foreign nurses 'assist' me getting off the trolley and onto my bed. IT WAS HORRIBLE. They were in such a hurry. My eyes still weren't open and the nurse took hold of my hand and really hurt the cannula (sp?).
I WILL NEVER ALLOW MYSELF TO BE TREATED THIS WAY EVER AGAIN.
Anyway I mananged to scooch my way across on to the bed and at last I could gather my whits about me. They put the inflatable boots on. I didn't find these a problem at all.
My nurse Sandy was brilliant. Close obs soon discovered that my blood sugar levels had gone haywire although I am not a diabetic I was given insulin. Within a couple of hours I began to feel extremely unwell. I was also beginning to swell up rather alarmingly too. In the early hours of Friday I thought I was off to meet my maker. At one point I had two lines in each arm pumping me full of drugs. Turns out that the pain meds did not agree with me (intravenous pump).
I vaguely remember Mr Byrne my surgeon coming to see me in the early hours but mostly I was in a state of semi conscious. By the time he came to see me again I was much more with it.
I coped well with the nose tube despite blue dye coming out of it. Later that day Mr Byrne removed it, not a pleasant experience but not unbearable. The catheter was OK too and in all honesty the pain wasn't too bad either. I was still very swollen.
If anything the worst bit was my back. I really can't sleep let alone lay on my back and my discomfort was all the worse because of my back not the surgery!
The physio came to see me and took me for a short walk. Being up and about was just great. Someone here said about the walking helps and its true - it does help but take it SLOW. She told me to breath deeply 5 times and hold each time for 30 seconds and also how to hold my tummy while I cough. This is very important to remove the congestion.
The wind is a killer and much worse than the surgery pain. It travelled to my right shoulder and sat there like a red hot poker. Later in settled right behind my left shoulder blade and the nurse Vanessa rubbed my back - It was BLISS I can tell you.
I was soon allowed to drink 30mls of water an hour - it was them the hiccups started.
Sorry to be so graphic but it was to be said, I started to fart Friday night and just kept going - it was HEAVEN. Don't hold it in!!
Again sorry to be graphic but I then had my first poo Saturday morning, again it was HEAVEN.
I was now allowed to drink 100mls of water an hour. I also had chicken consume for lunch (and dinner). The physio visited again and took me for another walk and we walked the stairs.
Later I had my catheter out - again BLISS.
I didn't have to wear the moon boots Saturday night and I think I even managed a few hours sleep. Sunday morning I had my drain out - HOW WIERD DOES THAT FEEL!!!!
I had porridge for breakfast and managed to eat most of it, then yogurt for mid morning snack and beef in gravy for lunch (don't recommend that one!!!) and then allowed home.
Hubby drove me via the yard so I could look in on the horses as I have never been this long away from them.
How nice is it to be in your own bed!!!
So my journey begins - I hope you don't mind my sharing it with you.
In August my GP and I completed the PCT funding form and applied.
In September my application was approved and I met my surgeon on the 2nd October. We agreed that the bypass would be my best option. Surgery was booked for the 30th October.......
I weighed in at 127.2Kg with a BMI of 46.7.
I lost 5Kg on my pre op diet.
I had to be at the hospital at 6.30am. It was a LONG wait for me though as I was last to be done that day. Finally I walked to theatre just after 3pm.
Next thing I know is that it is 6pm and I am being told to open my eyes. Try as I might they would not open, no matter how hard I tried. No recovery time or ICU for me as they immediately trollied me to my room despite my request to wait. I found this all a bit distressing as I couldn't open my eyes although I could speak. I really wasn't ready to be moved. I can't go on any kind of fair ground ride. I can't even watch certain things on the TV because it give me vertigo. I was almost in tears as I got very disorianted and was retching a lot which as you can imagine was painful.
Back in my room I had two foreign nurses 'assist' me getting off the trolley and onto my bed. IT WAS HORRIBLE. They were in such a hurry. My eyes still weren't open and the nurse took hold of my hand and really hurt the cannula (sp?).
I WILL NEVER ALLOW MYSELF TO BE TREATED THIS WAY EVER AGAIN.
Anyway I mananged to scooch my way across on to the bed and at last I could gather my whits about me. They put the inflatable boots on. I didn't find these a problem at all.
My nurse Sandy was brilliant. Close obs soon discovered that my blood sugar levels had gone haywire although I am not a diabetic I was given insulin. Within a couple of hours I began to feel extremely unwell. I was also beginning to swell up rather alarmingly too. In the early hours of Friday I thought I was off to meet my maker. At one point I had two lines in each arm pumping me full of drugs. Turns out that the pain meds did not agree with me (intravenous pump).
I vaguely remember Mr Byrne my surgeon coming to see me in the early hours but mostly I was in a state of semi conscious. By the time he came to see me again I was much more with it.
I coped well with the nose tube despite blue dye coming out of it. Later that day Mr Byrne removed it, not a pleasant experience but not unbearable. The catheter was OK too and in all honesty the pain wasn't too bad either. I was still very swollen.
If anything the worst bit was my back. I really can't sleep let alone lay on my back and my discomfort was all the worse because of my back not the surgery!
The physio came to see me and took me for a short walk. Being up and about was just great. Someone here said about the walking helps and its true - it does help but take it SLOW. She told me to breath deeply 5 times and hold each time for 30 seconds and also how to hold my tummy while I cough. This is very important to remove the congestion.
The wind is a killer and much worse than the surgery pain. It travelled to my right shoulder and sat there like a red hot poker. Later in settled right behind my left shoulder blade and the nurse Vanessa rubbed my back - It was BLISS I can tell you.
I was soon allowed to drink 30mls of water an hour - it was them the hiccups started.
Sorry to be so graphic but it was to be said, I started to fart Friday night and just kept going - it was HEAVEN. Don't hold it in!!
Again sorry to be graphic but I then had my first poo Saturday morning, again it was HEAVEN.
I was now allowed to drink 100mls of water an hour. I also had chicken consume for lunch (and dinner). The physio visited again and took me for another walk and we walked the stairs.
Later I had my catheter out - again BLISS.
I didn't have to wear the moon boots Saturday night and I think I even managed a few hours sleep. Sunday morning I had my drain out - HOW WIERD DOES THAT FEEL!!!!
I had porridge for breakfast and managed to eat most of it, then yogurt for mid morning snack and beef in gravy for lunch (don't recommend that one!!!) and then allowed home.
Hubby drove me via the yard so I could look in on the horses as I have never been this long away from them.
How nice is it to be in your own bed!!!
So my journey begins - I hope you don't mind my sharing it with you.
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. For those that don't know they are low sugar ice pop type things and is a good way to take water. I am having at least 4 a day because for some reason these do not give me the hiccups.
