Tag Archives: surgery

My, My, My, Myyy Seroma!

4 Replies

Hello everyone !  I hope everything is going well for everyone.  In my last post, I told everyone about my “Big” surgery, this time I would like to tell you about an experience I had after the surgery.  I will tell you one thing, if I didn’t have bad luck, I wouldn’t have any luck at all!!

When I returned home from having surgery at Mayo this past October, I noticed a large bump underneath my incision.  As the days went by, I also noticed that this bump was getting bigger by the day.  I got home on a Saturday and by Friday of that same week, I spotted some liquid seeping out from under my incision.  The surgeon had told me before I left that if I seen any liquid coming out and if I had a fever, to go to the emergency room as soon as possible because I could have an infection.  I called Mark at work and told him what was going on and that I believe I should go to the ER before I start developing a fever.  He agreed and left work a little early to take me.

When we arrived at the ER, boy, was it crowded!  This was during the time RSV and the Rhinovirus was prevalent throughout the area and there were a prethora of children throughout the ER.  We sat there for a total of 3 hours before we were seen in a room.  During our wait, a nurse needed a urine sample while I was still sitting in the waiting room.  She gave me a cup and I went into the bathroom.  OMG!  My clothes were soaked all in the front!  My shirt and pants were soaked and I didn’t have a change of clothes with me.  The bump had exploded and I didn’t feel or see it until I got into the bathroom.  Before we left, I had put a bandage on the area where it was leaking, however, then it was a small leak.  Now, I had to go back and wait in the waiting room that was packed full of people, and sit there with soaked clothes.  I told the nurse, however, she acted like it was no big deal.  I felt as if everyone was staring at me.

We finally get back to a room.  The nurse wanted me to put on a gown, however, I told her that my clothes were soaked with some kind of unknown liquid coming from underneath my incision.  She just had me expose the area where the liquid was coming from.  The doctor came in and took a look and told us it looked like a seroma.  A seroma is a pocket full of liquid that developes under an incision usually after a surgery.  It grows until it finally pops.  The scary thing is it could come back at any time and expode again multiple times and it could do this up to a year!  I was kind of low-key freaking out!  The doctor squeezed the area until all that was coming out, came out.  They gave me some pain pills and bandaged the area up and sent me home.

For the next 3 weekends, the area leaked a lot.  It was weird, it wouldn’t happen through the week but only on the weekends.  Anyway, it stopped flowing finally and life got a little better.  It never fails, I always have some kind of issue after a surgery, whether it be a seroma or being put on a ventilator, something is going to try and take me down but I’m still here fighting it tooth and nail!  All you can do is take this disease one day at a time because it will try and do it’s best to overwhelm you any chance it can get!  If you have any questions or comments, please let me know.  It’s never a dull moment with me!

Chow for now,

Kelly

 

My “Big” Surgery at Mayo!

Leave a reply

Hello everyone!  I hope this post sees ya’ll doing well.  I would like to give you the details regarding a surgery that I had at Mayo this past October.  This surgery would entail fixing the hole that is in my bladder from my 2020 surgery and fixing the fistula that has also been there around the same time.

Back this past August, I decided to go ahead and have a surgery that would get me back to feeling better and being my old self.  I have had a drain in my abdominal cavity since this past 2022 February and I was desperately wanting it out because I really would like to swim and soak in a bath.  I really didn’t know how much I missed it until I couldn’t do them.  I also decided that I wanted The Mayo Clinic to perform the surgery because they were supposed to be the best around.

When I called for a date for the surgery, I tried to get ahold of my G.I. doctor there and they told me that he had graduated, because he was a fellow, so they looked to see who his attending physician that was over him was and he too, had left The Mayo Clinic in Rochester to go to The Mayo Clinic in Arizona.  That meant that I did not have a G.I. doctor at Mayo anymore to schedule the surgery for me.  I told Mayo my situation and they told me I could go ahead and have the surgery then they would assign me a G.I. doctor to look after my recovery.  I called my surgeon, someone who I had already met with previously, and scheduled a surgery date.  October 25th, 2022 would ultimately be the day.

The time was approaching quickly.  My husband and I went to The Mayo Clinic on a Sunday, I was going to go through testing and consultations on Monday and the surgery was on Tuesday.  I seen the urologist first.  My husband, Mark, and I immediatly liked her.  She was very thorough in her field.  She did a cystogram test on me to see exactly where the hole in my bladder was.  Mark was also in the room and could see the inside of my bladder, the hole and the fistula.  He thought that was pretty neat and in the meantime I’m not liking the test at all because they had  to stick a cannula through my ureter in order to take a look.  I was very uncomfortable.  In the meantime, she seen what she was looking for and we finished and went on to the surgical appointment.

The surgeon told us that the surgery could go either of 2 ways:  1) she could get in there, find what she’s looking for easily, fix it and get out, or 2)  get in there, can’t find the area easily and have to cut her way through and a lot more intestine would be cut out.  That’s not good because I already have a short gut and really can’t afford to get much more cut out.  At least she told me the truth even though it wasn’t pleasant.  The next appointment was with the anesthesiologist.  She just asked a whole lot of questions about everything.  I was given my meds for a good clean out and left Mayo just to see it again early the next morning.

When we left Mayo, we went shopping and out to eat.  I could eat one meal before I started to clean myself out.  I chose a place where they serve breakfast all day.  I had all the fixins of a breakfast that I could handle then we barricaded ourselves in the hotel for the remainder of the night.  Later that night, I had to call The Mayo Clinic to see what time I had to be there for my surgery.  Surgery was at 8:00am.

I got there bright and early that morning.  Everything seemed to be going as scheduled.  My whole team consisted of women; the surgeon, the urologist and the anesthesiologist.  I knew I was in good hands and was told by a couple of nurses there that I had the A team.  I was also told that I had the best surgeon they had so I felt really confident my surgery was going to go good.  The anesthesiologist told me the day before that they were going to give me an epidural of opiods in my spine instead of giving it to me through the IV because it would be less addictive.  So they reel me in, give me the epidural, sedated me and out I was!

When I woke up, I remember them bringing me into a hospital room.  My husband was there and he told me they didn’t do anything to me!!!  They opened me up, looked around, cut a few adhesions out and closed me back up!  Neither one of us was very happy at that time.  When the surgeon came in to talk to us, she told us that they opened me up and my small intestines where attached to my bladder, therefore she couldn’t lift them off the bladder to see the fistula nor the hole without my quality of life changing drastically so she sewed me back up.  That said, if I ever have to have another surgery, she told me she would have to take all my small intestine out and I would be TPN dependent for the rest of my life.  We understood where she was coming from then, but I still didn’t like it because I still have this drain attached to me.

After 5 days in the hospital, they released me to go home.  I noticed something wasn’t quite right with my stomach but wasn’t sure what it was until about a week after I got home.  I’m going to save this secret until the next post.  Another adventure.  Just remember to take this disease and all of it’s issues one day at a time.  I was really looking forward to getting things fixed so that I can go on living my life the best I can.  On the other hand, as bad as I must be for Mayo to open me up and close me back up, I still believe that I have a little bit of life left in me before the next “Big” surgery comes around.  I’m going to begin living my life to the fullest until then!

Chow for now,

Kelly

 

 

 

 

 

Well..I’m back again but different

Leave a reply

Hello everyone!  I hope everything is going well your way!  I am sorry I haven’t been around lately until now, however, there was a time where my life had nothing new going on so I just placed myself in hiatus.  Now that I have had another surgery, I am back to having a lot to talk about and boy is it different from the last!

I decided to have another bowel surgery because I started having a “bloated” feeling.  It seemed that every time I didn’t chew well or I ate too fast I would get bloated and feel like I just ate a four course meal. I would go out with friends and end up not eating or drinking with anyone because I literally couldn’t fit anything down me.  I was losing a little weight because I could only eat a little at a time and I was constantly running a low-grade fever.

After delaying it for as long as I could, I finally called my surgeon and set a date for the surgery.  The date was August 3rd, 2020.  The surgeon told me that he was going to take out the dialated part of my small intestine then clean up the scar tissue (if any) as well.  A few days later I received a letter in the mail from my health insurance company informing me that they have approved 2 days for recovery in the hospital.  I thought to myself that it’s going to be longer than that, knowing me and boy was I right!

Please read my next post to find out how the surgery and recovery went.  It’s something worth reading, trust me.  Also, just remember to take each day as it comes.  We’re in this together!

 

Chow for now!