Indescribable
Posted 09-16-2008 at 05:32 AM by rachalrg
Well, it's been almost 3 weeks since my surgery. It's been a crazy crazy crazy ride, let me tell ya. First, the complications with the equipment during the surgery and then the damn needle that was tearing me up inside for 2 weeks. I still can't believe that man. *sigh* I'm still in pain, tired of being in pain, I'm sure it's from the needle that was damaging in there for 2 weeks but I'm ready to feel good again man. I mean hell I was in constant pain prior to surgery but not like this...this is different pain and it's in my mid-section so it almost makes me immobile sometimes...I HATE it...I'm a busy body..I hate to just lay or sit some where and be doing something...ugh...
My poor husband I'm sure is tired of seeing me like this too...he doesn't know what to think about it, he worries about me I know. He's the type of guy that will silently smother me by just being around me all the time, he won't ask me if I'm ok constantly or anything like that but I know that's what he doing...he's never been this clingy before. He's scared and I don't blame him. Shit I'm scared myself. This is scary. This whole process is. Neither one of us knows what to think of this whole thing. We've never seen me skinny in any way shape or form. And when I say skinny, I don't mean a wafe-thin little shit that looks like if the wind blows the right way it'll knock her over...I mean less than 200 pounds. When he met me I was 250 and just went up from there...He's loved me from the beginning and I know he'll love me to the end but it's still scary. For him it might bring up some insecurities he has and I'm trying to get him to talk to me about it, let it out now so it doesn't result in fight after fight after fight just trying to get to the bottom of what the hell is wrong with him. Did I mention he's the silent type? (BTW...total opposite of me..I'm loud..lol)
I don't really know where I'm going with this..I guess I just needed to get this out and off my chest. I mean I have another blog on the world wide web but no one really looks at it and here someone will read this and actually comment on it or give me some kind of supporting comment that I probably need. I say probably because I'm too hard headed to admit that I need support.
I guess I'm gonna go do something else before I start blubbering...smooch
My poor husband I'm sure is tired of seeing me like this too...he doesn't know what to think about it, he worries about me I know. He's the type of guy that will silently smother me by just being around me all the time, he won't ask me if I'm ok constantly or anything like that but I know that's what he doing...he's never been this clingy before. He's scared and I don't blame him. Shit I'm scared myself. This is scary. This whole process is. Neither one of us knows what to think of this whole thing. We've never seen me skinny in any way shape or form. And when I say skinny, I don't mean a wafe-thin little shit that looks like if the wind blows the right way it'll knock her over...I mean less than 200 pounds. When he met me I was 250 and just went up from there...He's loved me from the beginning and I know he'll love me to the end but it's still scary. For him it might bring up some insecurities he has and I'm trying to get him to talk to me about it, let it out now so it doesn't result in fight after fight after fight just trying to get to the bottom of what the hell is wrong with him. Did I mention he's the silent type? (BTW...total opposite of me..I'm loud..lol)
I don't really know where I'm going with this..I guess I just needed to get this out and off my chest. I mean I have another blog on the world wide web but no one really looks at it and here someone will read this and actually comment on it or give me some kind of supporting comment that I probably need. I say probably because I'm too hard headed to admit that I need support.
I guess I'm gonna go do something else before I start blubbering...smooch
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Hey Rach!
Just wanted to say hi after reading your blog post. It sounds like the worst of the situation is over now that the damn needle is out. I swear, I'm probably going to wake up from my surgery mumbling about broken needles!!! It sounds like you have an amazing husband...don't you feel so lucky to have him? I bought the book Weight Loss Surgery for Dummies, and in it there is a chapter about relationships. It said that WLS makes bad relationships worse and good relationships better. SOunds like you are in for an even better relationship! hugs... |
 
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well it sounds like you two are on a new adventure. I am sure he will be there everyday cheering you on. I hope things continue to go well.
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I'm always here!Hey Chickie, I'm two buildings down, ifya wanna just yell out da window, Im ther!
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What happened with the needle????
I know what you mean about skinny being under 200. I was about 225 when my husband and I started dating, and that was the lowest I have ever been. We have been married for 14 years and have 2 beautiful children (our daughter's name is Rachael LOL). He really doesn't talk about the surgery either. I can't get him to talk. My doc tried to, but he said he was just worried about the insurance. Now that has been approved, he still doesn't say much. I hope that he will eventually talk about it. He thinks that I am fine the way that I am, however I have health issues that will kill me in the next 15 years if I don't do this now. Anyway, I hear ya. Keep in touch. Annie |
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Hey AnnieI had my surgery on 8/28/08...during surgery the equipment malfunctioned and the surgeon had to do everything by hand...I don't know if that's why or if it's standard procedure to let resident docs suture the incisions but he did...well the jackass was pulling too much skin together and snapped the thread and the needle flew out of his hand...I don't even think he looked very hard for it...well every time I would get up or sit down I kept telling them that it felt like something was ripping inside there and they would tell me it was normal, just nerves fusing back together...well 1 week in hospital and 1 week home I finally had had enough and emailed my surgeon and told him I'm coming in..this pain was not right and I was getting sick...7 hours later they discovered the entire suture needle was inside me (mind you they took blood, did an ultrasound and an MRI..had one of the docs not asked about a blip in the skin portion of one of the MRI pics they never would have found it..they took me to X-Ray and the first pic all of their mouths were on the floor..you can see the whole needle in there..he numbed my stomach and dug around in there until he found it (weirdest feeling EVER!
 )Had I been skinny the needle would have nicked my lung, my liver, my intestines, etc. my fat encased the needle like Jell-O....so in essence my fat saved me  |
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