The Weeks to Follow...

Were as stressful as they come...

My Laparoscopy was on Tuesday, 27th July.

My mum had flown up from PMB the Sat before so that she could help me through the recovery. I was told that I might experience some pain. The morning of the op we made our way to Linkwood hospital. We arrived only to be told that my name was not on the list. I called Vitalab in a panic and they assured me that I was on Dr G's list that he had with him. I handed the phone to the hospital receptionist so they could chat and she then pointed me in the direction that I needed to go. I was happy that it got resolved so quickly cos they was no way I was leaving that hospital with having my Lap done.

I walked into the ward and almost immediately I was assigned a bed and hospital gown and asked to change. Seems I got there just in time, before the rush.

I said my goodbyes to DH and my mum and I was wheeled into theatre just after 10am.

I was met by Dr G and the anesthetist. Dr G was awesome. He immediately made me feel so comfortable and even held my hand while the anesthetist did his thing.

The last thing I heard was "think happy thoughts", and then it was off to lala land :-)

When I woke up the first thing I asked the nurse to do was phone my husband and ask him to come get me.

Little did I realise it would be at least a few hours before I left the hospital and not until I managed to make a wee...hehe

Post Op...

The week that followed was very uncomfortable. I was in a lot of pain and if anything it was just getting worse. All I can say is thank goodness for mummy's. They are like angels. DH was also amazing and having them both by my side 24/7 made it a little more bearable.





Post Post Op...(the abbreviated version)

When the stitches from the Lap were removed a haemotoma followed and caused me extreme pain and discomfort. After 2 weeks, 2 visits back to vitalab, and still receiving no treatment the result was a 4am emergency room visit. I suffered extreme cramping and vomitting and a CT Scan revealed a bowel obstruction. I was immediately admitted and thrown into Trauma ICU were I spent the next 2 days. After drinking 2 litres of dye another CT Scan revealed that surgery would not be necessary and that the obstruction was now partially unblocked. I was then moved to a regular ward where I spent the remainder of the 3rd day and on the 4th day I was told I could go home...HALLELUJAH!!!!

I was told to have only medium liquids (like soup) for the next 2 weeks....Yuk!


All I wanted was a hotdog ...