Around five years ago, I had a spell of passing a lot of bloody diarrhea and it cleared up after a week or so, but in May last year, it started again. I'm not someone to cry to the doctors every time I sneeze, so I just left it, thinking it would clear up like the last time. After around three weeks, I ended up going to the doctors because it had gotten worse. I was referred to a specialist, but because I was treated as an outpatient, it was going to take around six weeks to see him. That weekend, I was really ill and was rushed into A&E, and things kind of went from there..
I lost three stone in the first two weeks of being in the hospital as I couldn't eat a single thing and had started being sick every time I went to the toilet. As if the stomach cramps weren't already bad enough, my entire chest ached as I was forcing bile up all the time. It took eight days to finally have a sigmoidoscopy(?) after which I was put on all kinds of steroids and anti-inflammatories. They had little effect, and so I was given something called infliximab(?). Although this did have some effect, it wasn't doing good enough fast enough, and I was told I would need to have surgery. I asked when the surgery would be, the surgeon said it was in six hours' time, which came as a bit of a shock. All of this happened within the first five of the six weeks I was in the hospital. Over this time, apart from losing so much weight, I also practically lost all my body muscle. I found it difficult to walk or move, and I was so weak that I couldn't even flush the toilet without putting a lot of weight on the handle and without getting cramp all the way up my arm and into my shoulder.
I was told my operation would be between two to three hours long. Five hours later, I woke up, and the surgeon said that although there were a few complications, everything went fine, and he spent a little extra time sewing me back together nice and neatly =) Apparently, my colon was the most diseased he had ever seen and had no idea how I had gone so long without the surgery. Rather than being put on the intensive care ward, I was put back in my cozy little side room, which suited me fine. Three days later, I was up and walking around the hospital as if nothing had ever happened.
I'd had such an amazing start to 2010. I had gotten a new, very well-paid job, been on two holidays, and bought a new car, but then spent the entire summer in the hospital, which sadly included my 21st birthday =( Because I was so ill and wouldn't have been able to go back to doing the same role, I lost my job, and I felt as if I was given everything and then one moment later had it taken away.
Looking on the brighter side of things, I have healed fine from my first operation and was quickly put on the waiting list for a "W" pouch reversal. It only took a few weeks before I was told I would be having surgery on the 21st of January 2011, so I was only on the waiting list around four months. Less than a week ago, I met the anesthetics, and everything is looking good, and the operation is still all systems go =) It's just over a week now until I'm back on the slab being sliced open again, and I'll make sure that when it's all over and I'm home, that I come back and let you all know how things went =)
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