I spend the next 24 hours on clear liquids and things seem
to be going well. The following day is Thursday and I still remember being in
such a dazed stupor. Lots of people come to see me but I don’t remember much of
anything. I am started on full liquids today and the tube feeds begin and
things start to not go so well. I feel nauseous with everything I put in my
mouth and every little movement I make. I keep trying to walk and eat just
thinking it is the effects of having surgery. I don’t remember the separation
of days from this point on. All I remember for the next two days is excruciating
pain and vomiting. Luckily for me, Dr. Rasmussen is on call for the weekend and
I am relieved.
At some point, the tube feeds come to a halt and I am no longer
allowed to eat or drink. Dr. Rasmussen comes to see me Sunday morning and
orders a CT scan. I have to drink the contrast for the CT scan which seems like
a near impossible task when all you’re doing is vomiting. The CT scan is done
later that morning. I also get moved into a bigger room since my nurse says it
looks like I will be here longer than expected. I wait all day for Dr.
Rasmussen to come back. The nurse pages him and she comes back and lets me know
that he will be by later to talk about the scan. I wait and wait and finally in
the evening have a slight melt down just as he comes into my room. He lets me
know the details of the scan, none of which I remember. He says we are going to
surgery again.
Everything happens very quickly from this point on. I am
back in the OR within the half hour and meeting the whole new staff. I am given
versed a lot sooner this time around so I remember very little. The last thing
I remember is sliding over onto the OR table and freaking out that I am going
to throw up and aspirate in surgery.
I wake up in PACU to another familiar face and don’t remember
being in too much pain this time around. I am wheeled up to my room and it’s
around 10:30 pm. The surgery was about 3 hours. I spend the rest of the night
resting comfortably.
Here is the incision from the second operation and new placement of feeding tube!
Shows a few more of the small incisions that were made!
The next morning Dr. Rasmussen comes to see me again and we
talk about what he did in the surgery. I had some sort of small bowel
obstruction/intestinal twist that wasn't allowing anything through. He had to
pull the tube and replace it with a new one but higher up in the intestines. He
also pulled the intestines to the abdominal wall and stitched them in place so
they can’t move or do the same thing again. We are both hoping that this one
does the trick. I spend the rest of the day feeling pretty good and also not
eating or drinking.
I am to spend the next week recovering and increasing the tube feeds daily until my follow up appointments. I feel like I have been run over by a train and am mortified by my new scars but am happy that I am still alive and am improving daily. I am grateful for Dr. Rasmussen and feel like I owe him my life. My family jokes that they got to see him so much in the past week, he is now part of the family! Now to gain my 20 pounds!!
This is my cute niece, she came to see me early on!
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