Photos
Surgeon Testimonial Raeann Capehart, M.D. First impression... awesome. Her right hand woman, Linda, was professional and very kind. I waited for just a few seconds before Dr. Capehart entered the room. She shook my hand and introduced herself, and proceeded to sit down across from me and describe everything about how she performs the surgery. It was awesome. I know that many of us are afraid of doctors, or at least uncomfortable around them, because their lives are being doctors and they don't seem to understand conversational courtesy. I've had a RNY consultation with another doctor before, and I afterwards asked myself, "Would I put my life in this doctor's hands TODAY?" and the answer was NO. I would put my life in Dr. Capehart's hands, though, no problem. Hey, she even helped me understand why my feet hurt all the time (I followed her direction, and my feet feel 90% better!)! Hopefully I will be approved, and I will continue with my surgeon aftercare opinion then. Update - Linda called me two days after I submitted my paperwork with an approval! Even though their office is closed on Wednesdays, she still called me to let me know! So considerate...thanks, Linda! Latest Surgery Support Comments
|
My Story I had the gastric bypass (RNY) surgery on December 19th, 2005. I woke up in the hospital, in a bit of pain and in a drug daze, and took my first walk. I felt like my guts were going to fall out on the floor. I made it about 25 feet and back. A few hours later, I took another walk. A little further this time. Next day, I took another walk. Didn't make it as far. Had to pee, but I couldn't. Doctor and nurses advised me to take a shower, which I did, but it didn't help. My back started hurting, so I moved from the bed to the chair. I remember very little after that, until mid-January, when I woke with a tracheotomy tube in place, and very, very sick. It turned out I had been put into a drug coma because I had developed a massive staph infection in my surgical area, and had to undergo another surgery to remove the infected tissue. On Dec 29th (my 24th birthday), I was in surgery again, to re-seal my stomach's staple line that seemed to be leaking. I developed septic shock and ARDS (acute respiratory distress syndrome) and was placed on dialysis as my kidneys temporarily failed. Docs told my family to prepare themselves for my death. However!... doctors can thankfully be wrong. I beat the extraordinary odds that were slated against me and pulled through. I had to learn how to walk, talk, and breath on my own again, but it was an experience that changed my life. October 2006, I had only lost 80 pounds, and was holding fast. Surgery appeared to have failed, as food restriction was minimal. I could eat a hamburger with no problem. April 2007, I hurt my shoulder and was put on oral steroids. This medication made the scar tissue around my pouch swell, and a stricture completely closed off the exit from my pouch to my small bowel. Didn't know it. Went from 255 to 210 April-June. June 25, 2007, had hernia repair surgery. Eating problems continued, was vomiting nearly 10 times per day. Could not even drink thick liquids. Dropped to 190. August 2007, had endoscopy and stricture stretched. Dropped to 180 (goal weight). November 2007, had endoscopy and stricture stretched again. Hit 165. Now, I'm at 160. I'm still vomiting between 4-5 times per day, and there is no rhyme or reason as to why. Some days I can eat cheese, some days I immediately vomit it up. Some days I can eat salad, some days I can't. Foods that are very hot or cold are always nearly impossible to digest, as are all meats (ground, boiled or otherwise), and breads. I am honestly getting my nutrition from Odwalla Superfood drinks and various candy (Reese's peanut butter cups, etc). Repeated CT scans reveal no problems. Apparently it's all in my head (something I read in my various doctor's faces). I am a size 8-10 pant, 12 shirt. My deepest desire in this entire world is to remove the 30+ pounds of skin and scars that disfigure my body. I cannot go out without a very tight foundation garment on my abdomen, because the pulling and weight of my scar tissue causes a lot of pain. Also, for some odd reason, not wearing it for extended periods sends me into months-at-a-time abdominal cramping. I graduate from college in Dec. 2008. One more year, and I may be able to realize my plastic surgery goals! Unless Extreme Makeover starts accepting applications again.... Most of all, through all the crap I've gone through, I want to stress this: I gained respect for my life. I am finally GLAD to be alive. I believe in a Higher Power, and mostly, I KNOW now that I am LOVED. Getting this surgery can change your life. The complications with my surgery are what changed me. Although I am much slimmer, I look in the mirror and still see the same old Sara I've been forever, 300+ pounds. If you've been big your whole life, most of you will not see a different person in the mirror. For this I recommend therapy that will help you MENTALLY separate from your old self, and allow you to start life anew. Don't be that "fat friend" anymore! Be you! Be brave! Love yourself! And STUDY your hospital and doctor hard! :-) |