Fibroids And Heavy Bleeding

[StarChild]

Dear KP, I lit the 3rd candle for you right now. - I so hope you're already back in your room now. Thinking of you a lot and hope we will "hear" some good news soon... My Goodness! - I'm much more nervous than I was when I had to have a surgery! :nailbiting::wideeyed::watching:

Sending lots of Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuugs your way!!! (Well, they have to be that long, for it's a long distant call..:woot:)

 

[KP the nut]

After 3 nights in hospital. I came home at 3.30pm today. Thankfully no hysterectomy. My monster fibroids were removed but following the op I had complications.

I will tell gory details but not now. Just wanted to let you know I'm home and safe.

I had you all in my thoughts especially during a couple of painful procedures.

(((HUGS)))

 

[Brokensoul88]

Glad you're home & on the mend

 

[Deleted member 6617]

Rest and heal! So thankful you are home and doing well! Phew. ...big sigh of relief for you!

 

[The Albatross]

Glad your home KP, rest and recover.

 

[KP the nut]

I'm doing well. A little pain but not to bad. I have been sleeping quite a lot, well I lost a lot of sleep in hospital plus it is natures way to heal our bodies.

Thank you again for your thoughts, they definitely helped me.

 

[Tinyflame]

((((((((((((((((Dear KP )))))))))))))))))))) :hug:

 

[KP the nut]

Update and gory details time but first sorry I haven't been around much, I have been taking good self care - yay for me.

So, back to 10 Oct. Hubby and I were at the hospital. I'd last had something to eat and drink at 7.15am and by 1.30pm, I had been seen by my consultant, the anaethetist, had bloods taken and was on a rather nice ward. The wards have only just opened, brand new. Only problem with our ward (4 beds) is that the bathroom was out of order - teething problem.

At 2.30pm, I was wheeled down to the theatre block. In the waiting area, my consultant asked me if I'd had my blood work done - yes. Problem, they couldn't find it. Okay he says, we will take you back to the ward, have the patient after you down and do you after her. So back to the ward for me. Three hours of worry later and I was back to the operating block and this time it was all systems go.

I managed to control my panic as I was put under and the next thing I remember is a tube being taken out of my throat and suction being given. Then I slowly came around in recovery. I slipped a hand to my stomach and was relieved to find no cuts. I was told, I'd had both fibroids and polyps removed and that I had a urine catheter and a balloon in my womb to help control the bleeding. I was ages in recovery and found out that the broken bathroom in the ward had escalated and sewerage was leaking into the bathroom so the ward had been closed.It was now almost 6pm. I asked to phone my Hubby which I did, poor Hubby had been phoning and was being told I was still in surgery. I was able to reassure him I was fine, not in theatre but waiting for a bed.

I was eventually taken to another ward. So, I'm there with 2 tubes between my legs, a drip in my arm and a canula in my hand, wearing sexy socks and tens vibrating pads on my legs (for deep vein thrombosis). An hour later, I realise I am bleeding and have to call the nurse. The balloon in my womb has slipped out. Within a short time, I have 2 consultants, a doctor and 5 nurses flapping around trying to control the bleeding. The balloon needs to go back in and believe me without anesthetic it was agony. This time the consultant put more water in the balloon to hopefully keep it in place.

I was so pleased to see Hubby when he came to visit. Unfortunately, I was kept nil by mouth in case I needed to go back to surgery.

To be continued.

 

[Tinyflame]

((((((((((Dear KP ))))))))))), xoxoxoxoxox. :hug:

 

[Deleted member 6617]

Oh KP, that sounds horrible. I hope all is healing well now, and I am so happy to hear you are doing some good self care!!! Keep it up and allow your body to heal!!! :hug:

 

[Brokensoul88]

Sorry you were in so much pain KP I really hope it's much better now

 

[KP the nut]

Okay. back to where I was. Lying in bed with my mouth feeling like the bottom of a bird cage, I just wanted a drink.

Thankfully, I was in a nice ward with lovely people, at 54, I was the eldest. I hit it off with a young girl (well, she was 21). We did our waiting together and she is the patient who leap frogged me with the blood mix up.

Hospitals are in no way restful places. Every 30 minutes a nurse would check by blood pressure, temperature and look to see if I was bleeding. Plus, the room was never dark. One nurse came to do the checks and my blood pressure was high and she asked 'are you worried about anything' well durr.

At about 1.30am, I felt bleeding again, sure enough I was bleeding heavily. Doctors and consultant were called again and I was rushed to a gynae treatment room. Whoever designed the hospital wing had obviously never been pushed around in a bed with a drip and catheter, WTF, why aren't the doors self opening. Instead the nurse has to push the door open, then let it fall against the bed to push/pull the bed through.

The treatment room had that awful bottomless chair. You know where your bottom hangs off the end and your head and body are tilted backwards. Walking from the bed to chair was awful but not as bad as the procedure to get the balloon back in place again. I had a doctor pushing an ultra sound probe against my sore stomach whilst the consultant struggled to replace the balloon. The procedure took over an hour. During that time I think I switched off, I gripped the chair and didn't utter a sound except once when the pain got too bad. Staff were worried that I was so quiet but it is how I cope.

Eventually it was over, this time the balloon had 120ml water in it. I had lost 1.5 pints of blood approx. I was drained and I think a little in shock. I was allowed a glass of water and given pain meds - bliss. I was still on my drip and also had antibiotics in the canula in my hand. Thankfully, this balloon stayed in place although I was scared to move in case I dislodged it.

Saturday morning I was given the all clear to eat and drink and oh my that tea and toast were wonderful. I hadn't missed food but just wanted to drink. Where other patients were drinking glasses of water, I was going through jugs. I was kept on bed rest all of Saturday and Sunday.

On Sunday afternoon, the nurse slowly drained the water out of the womb balloon 30ml at a time. Then the balloon came out. I was relieved that the bleeding was under control. Early on Monday my catheter came out and I was free to get out of bed. More importantly to me, I could have a shower. I did have bed washes but the joy of standing under the shower - simple pleasures.

Hubby came to take me home and I got home about 3.00pm. The dogs were so pleased to see me, and were both very gentle.