Hello everyone, thanks for listening in.
I'm sharing this story because it might happen to anyone, but I didn't realize it was appendicitis until the very end.
So, how did it start? We had a home-cooked meal with a glass of wine, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary...
At 10 PM, I put my kid to bed...
At 11 PM, I went to sleep too and, for some reason, I felt super hungry, although I hadn't eaten since 9 PM.
I lay there thinking, why do I feel so bloated. The pain was getting worse. I could only lie on my back; any other position was unbearable.
After an hour, I started thinking maybe I'd poisoned myself. I tried to shake it off, and it got a bit better. I even managed to sleep for an hour.
But the next day was a repeat of the same symptoms: diarrhea, vomiting, and exhaustion.
And then, the next day, I had important things to do... My friend wouldn't let me take any painkillers, and I somehow forgot about the pain. By lunchtime, I was dozing off on the go, and the pain wasn't as severe. I attributed it all to a sleepless night, but the weakness was getting worse, and I started thinking about going to the doctor.
I called my insurance company, and they promised to book an emergency appointment... An hour, two hours went by, and nothing. The pain became manageable, and I started suspecting appendicitis.
Just as I was about to call an ambulance, I got a message from the insurance company saying the doctor would see me at 8:30 PM. I went to bed, and even managed to sleep on my side.
When I arrived at the clinic, the doctor confirmed my suspicions: appendicitis. I spent a day in the hospital, and since I was feeling almost okay, I told the doctor I was going to get some things from home. They were worried I'd try to sneak out.
The ambulance (via my insurance) arrived 10 minutes later, and I was off to the hospital.
I ended up in the ER, and it turned out I had a fever - I hadn't even noticed it. They took a bunch of tests, the surgeon took a look, did an ultrasound, and the gynecologist checked me out too. And let me tell you, the gynecologist said my symptoms were textbook appendicitis...
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It was around 1 am when the surgeon came to me with a proposal I couldn't refuse...
Off to the operating room we went.
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They took some blood for my Rh factor and blood type, and we took off. They even recorded my statements, just in case.
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Before that, they brought me to my room - a two-bed room with its own bathroom.
But it was freezing.
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They undressed me, put me on a gurney, and it was shaking me around pretty badly. I think it was from the cold, or maybe just nerves. But at that point, I was so exhausted I fell asleep without any anesthesia.
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Next thing I knew, I was in the operating room. I remember the gurney was narrow, and my sides felt like they were sagging.
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The worst part was when they tried to insert the catheter. They couldn't find a vein, kept poking around, and it was really painful. They couldn't get it in right away, and the bruise took a while to heal. In fact, it was still pretty swollen two weeks later.
This is two weeks after
They managed to get it in a nearby vein, but it wasn't exactly a breeze. And all the IV meds they gave me later were a real struggle.
So, the operation lasted four hours.
I wasn't given much information beforehand. Logically, I understood that it would take a while for an ordinary appendicitis. Then, I overheard some doctors talking about complications, so I asked what kind.
My appendix was located upwards and had gotten tangled in my intestine. That's why there were issues with accessing the appendix.
Other than that, the surgery went smoothly. I fell asleep and woke up without any terrible dry mouth or nausea from the anesthesia. Since I had a laparoscopy 16 years ago, I have something to compare it to. Back then, I didn't fully recover from the anesthesia until the fourth day. Due to my previous surgery, I had a vertical incision in my belly button instead of a horizontal one, which made healing more complicated later on.
The drainage tube was removed after a day.
The hospital ward was freezing cold, with no heating. It was also not a sunny side, and even the doctors would comment on how cold I looked whenever they came in. So, I didn't feel like getting out from under the blankets.
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On the second day, the hot water supply stopped due to the accident.
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The doctors would come in, administer antibiotics, and give me painkillers.
Then, they started giving me some other tablets.
On the first day, they fed me pureed food and broth.
By the second day, I was already feeling like I had no restrictions at all.
Peeled apples were even giving me
After removing the drainage tube, the seam was tightened a bit for me.
Thanks to this, the two incisions healed quickly and beautifully.
I was discharged from the hospital on the 4th day. Next day, I closed my hospital leave.
Seven days later, I was scheduled for a follow-up analysis.
I took a closer look at the incisions at home. Two were perfect, but the one in my belly button was a disaster.
The bruise, swelling.
I followed all the recommendations. I was scratching like crazy, and I had an allergic reaction to the post-op bandages. I was taking suprastin. Seven days later, the scab fell off, and an abscess appeared.
I had a bunch of tests, including an ultrasound, and everything came back normal. The doctor recommended I apply some ointment to help with healing.
It seemed like things were getting better after a week, but then I noticed black dots starting to appear along the incision.
I went back to the doctor again.
It turned out the surgeon had to remove two knots of stitches. The initial knot and the final one hadn't dissolved. This was causing the wound to remain open and infected.
After that, the scar started to feel and look a lot better. Although, it was nowhere near as neat as the first two - just thin, thread-like lines.
I remember when I was scheduling my next appointment, the receptionist said I should have gone with the laparoscopic surgery instead. My eyes nearly popped out of my head. Honestly, it wouldn't have been any better. Even the ugliest scar from a laparoscopy can't compare to the look of a horizontal incision, not to mention the recovery time. If the stitches had dissolved properly, I'd have been back on my feet in five days, feeling great.
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Horizontal incisions look amazing
Scars after 1.5 monthsThe one in my belly button isn't looking great, thanks to the infection, but it's not the end of the world either.
Scar after 1.5 monthsTakeaways: don't mess around with appendicitis and medicine has come a long way in dealing with it, so there's no need to be afraid.