Natstar
New Member
Hello ladies and gents,
Well it's done and I am officially sleeved!
On Monday at 12 I was admitted to the spire hospital and went down for surgery at 5pm, later than originally planned however there were issues in surgery prior to me. Prior to going down j met the anthiesatist and consultant where imsigned my conesent form. One thing here that was slightly different is the doc asked me if he opened me up and my liver was too fatty did i want a balloon going on or ti have open surgery where i would alomst certainly have a hernia. Having had a balloon 3 years ago and not lost any weight there was no way i was opting for this again so i commited to having open surgery.
I went down nice and calmly and lay on the op table where the anthiesatist sent me into a lovely sleep.
The next thing I know I am being forced to sit up by them pulling the bed up and I am furiously retching and being sick and all I can think about is the pain! Now I know being sick puts pressure on your tummy anyway let alone just after surgery - needless to say it was not pleasant. The next thing was the nurses telling me my mum had gone home as it was so late and I immediately knew I must have had difficulties as she would have stayed to check I was ok so then I started to panic and wonder what had happened to me. I immediately thought I had had open surgey and that was my only reason why I was in so much pain.
I remember lying in Hdu moaning in pain and them seeing what else they could give me as I'd had a lot in surgery, eventually I had a suppository and something else and drifted into a sleep. I was in Hdu all night and monitored constantly where the nurse was lovely and kept checking I was ok, at around 3am the pain was back and I felt awful so had a morphine based drug through my drip which made me feel worse before I felt better as I was suddenly really hot and sick which is apparently normal. I then eventually drifted back to sleep u til about 5 where I dosed till I saw the doc at 8ish
When he came up he was really nice but told me I was really difficult so had an extra incision which will contribute to the extra soreness, the reason for my difficultness is a) I an short so there isn't a great deal of room to get to everything but b) I have the biggest stomach he has ever had to remove! Now I wasnt sure wether to laugh or cry, he said its the biggest he has ever seem and called it "enormous" considering he has done 100's and I'm not as big as some people it was quite embarrassing. He said it was no wonder the balloon didn't work as it would have just been lost in there and my stomach has no doubt stretched due to the years of binge eating but still it does account as to why I never got full and over ate - so hopefully I'm going to get a really good result!
After he left I had the the pulled out of my nose - thank god! That was the most uncomfortable thing ew! My catheter was removed and had a wash. I spent the morning dozing and my bf visited with flowers. Then blood tests, back to my room, where my dad then came to visit, again more dozing and pain killers about 5pm. I had a Dailey good nights sleep only waking at 3 and 5 so and I saw the doc this morning who is really pleased with my progress!
So yesterday was water only and trying to get up to 90mm an hour and today I have progressed to having the drip removed woo hoo and I get to have squash today with the intention of starting the routine this evening after the foc has been again to check on me. I'm felling ok, a bit sore and chest pains every now and then but nothing unbearable, hoping to get out more today and go down to the garden outside as it is so lovely!
I'll try and update agan soon but now for I hope you've made room for me in the losers bench as I'm plonking myself down!
Nx
Well it's done and I am officially sleeved!
On Monday at 12 I was admitted to the spire hospital and went down for surgery at 5pm, later than originally planned however there were issues in surgery prior to me. Prior to going down j met the anthiesatist and consultant where imsigned my conesent form. One thing here that was slightly different is the doc asked me if he opened me up and my liver was too fatty did i want a balloon going on or ti have open surgery where i would alomst certainly have a hernia. Having had a balloon 3 years ago and not lost any weight there was no way i was opting for this again so i commited to having open surgery.
I went down nice and calmly and lay on the op table where the anthiesatist sent me into a lovely sleep.
The next thing I know I am being forced to sit up by them pulling the bed up and I am furiously retching and being sick and all I can think about is the pain! Now I know being sick puts pressure on your tummy anyway let alone just after surgery - needless to say it was not pleasant. The next thing was the nurses telling me my mum had gone home as it was so late and I immediately knew I must have had difficulties as she would have stayed to check I was ok so then I started to panic and wonder what had happened to me. I immediately thought I had had open surgey and that was my only reason why I was in so much pain.
I remember lying in Hdu moaning in pain and them seeing what else they could give me as I'd had a lot in surgery, eventually I had a suppository and something else and drifted into a sleep. I was in Hdu all night and monitored constantly where the nurse was lovely and kept checking I was ok, at around 3am the pain was back and I felt awful so had a morphine based drug through my drip which made me feel worse before I felt better as I was suddenly really hot and sick which is apparently normal. I then eventually drifted back to sleep u til about 5 where I dosed till I saw the doc at 8ish
When he came up he was really nice but told me I was really difficult so had an extra incision which will contribute to the extra soreness, the reason for my difficultness is a) I an short so there isn't a great deal of room to get to everything but b) I have the biggest stomach he has ever had to remove! Now I wasnt sure wether to laugh or cry, he said its the biggest he has ever seem and called it "enormous" considering he has done 100's and I'm not as big as some people it was quite embarrassing. He said it was no wonder the balloon didn't work as it would have just been lost in there and my stomach has no doubt stretched due to the years of binge eating but still it does account as to why I never got full and over ate - so hopefully I'm going to get a really good result!
After he left I had the the pulled out of my nose - thank god! That was the most uncomfortable thing ew! My catheter was removed and had a wash. I spent the morning dozing and my bf visited with flowers. Then blood tests, back to my room, where my dad then came to visit, again more dozing and pain killers about 5pm. I had a Dailey good nights sleep only waking at 3 and 5 so and I saw the doc this morning who is really pleased with my progress!
So yesterday was water only and trying to get up to 90mm an hour and today I have progressed to having the drip removed woo hoo and I get to have squash today with the intention of starting the routine this evening after the foc has been again to check on me. I'm felling ok, a bit sore and chest pains every now and then but nothing unbearable, hoping to get out more today and go down to the garden outside as it is so lovely!
I'll try and update agan soon but now for I hope you've made room for me in the losers bench as I'm plonking myself down!
Nx
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