From Hell And Back

Jul 06, 2010

  It started out on the day of the surgery 6/21/10 I had to be at the hospital by 6:00am. Arrived, checked in, and everything was smooth sailing from there. Next thing I know, I am in my room. The frist day wasn't bad at all. My boyfriend was right there and I felt okay. The 2nd day I volunteered to take a walk down the hall. By the end of the 2nd day in the hospital I noticed I was in a lot of pain. Now it was the third day, the day I was going home. I noticed I was in tons of pain, so much where getting up and going to the bathroom was unbearable. I needed a bed pan. I wasn't breathing right and my blood pressure was dangerously high.   My doctor and his team that came by to check on me that afternoon couldn't believe I hadn't gotten out of bed and I saw the worried look in his and his team eyes. They gave me a blood transfusion and thought that would help me. Hours later and the blood transfusion wasn't the answer.They ordered a cat scan, thinking there was a possible leak. I just had the "leak" test the day before and everything was fine.   I had the cat scan and then the storm hit! Turns out I had a cyst on my kidney that erupted at some point, I was internally bleeding. After the cat scan, they said things are pretty serious. They even said life of death because they also thought I had a blod clot in my lung. With a bleeding cyst and a blod clot in the lung was not good. They could take care of one and not the other. It turns out, I didn't have the blood clot in my lung but I was still internal bleeding from the cyst on my kidney. They knocked me out and put a breathing tube in me. I had a MRI and the next thing I know I woke up the next day and saw my parents coming in the room. I had a collapsed lung, and also got ammonia.   My doctor said I was one of his easiest patients on the operating table. I am not on any medications and had no health problems besides being obese. So why me? I was in ICU for couple days then on another floor and by 6/26 I got to go home.   If it wasn't for my boyfriend Dave and both my parents and best friend who flew from NY to take care me, I don't know where I would be. I had an amazing Doctor (Dr. Ben David) who was with me every step of the way. I am truly blessed to have that love and support team. If I didn't know already, I know now how much Dave loves me. Words cannot describe how he was and how he takes care of me. All the Doctors and nurses were telling me "you better marry that boy".   I'm on my 3rd week and I'm starting soft food. It's going okay. I still don't feel like myself and have zero energy. I sometimes feel like I'm behind but I have to tell myself I had a major complication and I won't be where everyone else is at yet. I did gain 30 lbs in the hospital from all the fluids but I have lost that plus 12 more lbs.   I don't have any regrets, I just wish I could be AMY again. I know she's in there and soon, hopefully she will be released and ready to start this amazing journey.

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