Revised and alive...barely

Hello friends,

I am a week out from my revision. remember I had a twist in my sleeve. Well, I was really hoping that they could release the tissue causing the twist, resleeve me to a tight 32 and call it a cirangle like day....but no....it went more like this:

I come out of surgery and my surgeon is explaining to me what happened by scribbling on a paper, he is a horrible artist and I am loopy from the fentynl patch. I don't really comprehend his drawing, but understand it to mean that I didn't get what I wanted. After some more scribbling, I can see that he basically had to eliminate my stomach from the twist to the bottom and remove a lot of scar tissue that was wrapping around my intestines too, so that complicated the bypass....wait???...bypass??? what??? scribble more. Then he says well, its not a true bypass because of blah blah blah scribbles more. I ask him if he resleeved me and he looks at me like I havn't heard a word he said. Then he said he had to do a plication because thats all he could do and I didn't have enough tissue, then he looked at me and said, you do realize that I removed half of an already sleeved stomach, you don't really have anything left. And I said, but I wanted it to be TIGHT. And he said, oh don't worry, it is tight. Ok, that would have to do for one session.

1st night was uneventful, until they gave me a heparin shot at 1am, at about 8am, I went to the bathroom and filled the toilet to overflowing with blood. I flushed it fast, because thats just gross and I don't want anyone to see it. I come out of the bathroom, and get back in the bed. My friend who is a paramedic is there with me as well as my internist. I hear my friend say"her color isn't right" and then I started to have a seizure and all hell broke loose. I was bleeding out, lost 3 liters of blood. Was REOPERATED on, to cauterize the bleed and they had to wash out my abdomen because it was full of blood.

They do a blood test, my hemoglobin was down to 5, so time for a blood transfusion or 3. After 3 transfusions my hemoglobin was up to 9. Unfortunately, the blood transfusions had a bad reaction with all the saline they had given me in the first surgery and I gained 60lbs in one day (not exxagerating)

Suddenly I am swole up like the Marshmellow man and feeling like I was pregnant with triplets. I was having trouble breathing....which led to.........wait for it......

Congestive lung failure....woo hoo....ever wake up drowning...its not fun! So I spent two more days with a respiratory team trying to get my lungs functioning properly again. At least he was hot.

During all this, my husband calls to say that he is fighting with my mentally challenged son, I have my son flown into the hospital and put in the same room as me so that things at my house would be peaceful.

Finally came home last night, and my ********on decides to start an arguement with me and pushes me on the stairs. Well, I have had about enough of his crap by that time, so I called my best friend, who is a marine to please come quick. My son is all wound up and is screaming that he wishes I would have died in the hospital. When my marine friend heard this and saw him push me, he jumped on him and wooped his ass good, and he needed it. We then restrained him with police zip ties and put him on the porch.

I could feel my abdomen swelling up and my blood pressure and heart rate were not good. 

Then my son ran for it and escaped, long story short, he slept on the porch with the dog. Told me he was going to kill himself because I took away his computer (I actually smashed it into 100 pieces, felt great). 

Definitely not the peaceful recovery that my Dr. ordered. so pray for me and my situation, I need it.

Oh, and I weigh 178!!!!!!! I was only 148 when going in for the revision. F*ck.

Heather

OMG Heather!!

I am really speechless after reading your post. I don't even know where to start.  I just want to say I hope things get better from here.  They only can, right?  I'm sure that weight you gain is going to come off quick, it has to.  

It's difficult hearing when people have problems at home but only because it's painful to hear.  I picture myself in those situations & it's tough.  I hope your son realizes what he said & did & will regret it.  

I will be keeping you in my thoughts & prayers for many days to come!

Luv you, take care!! 

Thanks Jenn, this is the only place where I feel safe just letting it all out. Today is much better.

Definitely will be praying, Heather.  I'm frankly stunned by what you've been through.  Thank God you weren't alone when you had your seizure from the bleeding!  It might have been even worse if you had been.  You poor lady.  Please keep us posted.

Yes, it was a miracle that the Dr and my friend were in the room when it happened. I really did have a great medical team.

oh. my. god.  You've been to hell and back, Gurl.  I'm sending strength and energy your way.

Thanks, I appreciate it

OMG Heather, I'm speechless about what you've just had to go through!  I'm sending you as many good vibes as I can!  Hang in there!

Fiona

Holy effing gosh!  I can't hardly even take it all in!  Amazed you are still in the land of the living...surely there is purpose in your being. You are a gift.  It will be neat to see what is in store ....  Take care and heal well.  The weight will take care of its self.

Damn. Sometimes life just *****slaps us around. Sucks. 

I hope you can focus in healing from this point forward. 

*gentle hug*