Hoo-hoo-ectomy Surgery Recall

Krissi's picture

My hysterectomy was a week ago today... wow, has it already been a week?

I have yet to see the actual surgeon's report, but here's my brief recall of the way things went (and what I know so far)...

The surgery took about 3.5 hours, longer (by two hours) than originally scheduled. Consequentially, the incision was about 3" shorter than originally anticipated (nice trade, eh?)

The doctor removed my uterus and fibroids, and after quite a bit of probing, actually found my 'missing' right ovary and took it out, too. My left ovary was able to be spared, as was my cervix. I didn't loose too much blood or require another transfusion.

The first thing I remember when waking up was the fact that the breathing tube was still in my mouth/throat. I remember that I didn't like it there and how happy I was when they took it out. Maybe they didn't even realize I was aware. I've never been awake before, prior to the tube being removed.

The second thing I remember was the horrible PAIN in my extreme lower abdomen that seemed to be out of place for where I thought the pain should be.

About the same time I was realizing that I was really uncomfortable all the nurses started frantically talking around me (to each other) about how I'd passed NO urine during the surgery. Everyone was very upset by this (including me) for obvious reasons...

Then from somewhere in the background I hear "Oh, maybe this is the problem, the Foley (catheter) was kinked". It was adjusted and out came 750ml of urine immediately. Meanwhile, I'm squirming and whimpering in pain from my over-extended bladder that is now spasming uncontrollably. I wasn't able to completely express myself, yet, because the anesthesia was still so heavy.

The pain brought me around so quickly, though.

I've never actually been in that much pain inanimately post-surgery and I didn't handle it well. The pain and the effect of the anesthesia made me extremely nauseated and more anxious than usual. I was given not one, but FOUR doses of IV Dilaudid almost simultaneously (they couldn't give me any more at that point for fear that I would stop breathing) two doses of Atavan, and finally a couple of doses of some kind of anti-spasm medication for my bladder. After the initial 750ml of urine drained out, another 1150ml followed, all during the time I was in post-op.

I worried (and still am worried) about the potential damage backed-up urine could be doing to my kidney, which I'm sure didn't help my anxiety much.

I cried from the pain in my bladder (something I've not done, or recalled doing, in previous post-op's) because it was really THAT BAD. I continued to have deep, burning pain and bladder spasms until 48-ish hours post-surgery when I finally insisted they take out the catheter. The pain in my bladder was worse than the pain of the incision or anything else that was done.

Because I'd done the bowel cleanse the day before the surgery, I had nothing in my GI system. After surgery, the nursing staff wouldn't let me have any solid food to eat until I started passing stool. Can someone please tell me how you're supposed to shit when there is no shit to shit? After three and a half days, I refused to 'eat' their 'clear liquid diet' because 1) it was disgusting and 2) nothing clear and liquid is going to produce crap, no matter how much anyone wants it to. They finally asked me what I wanted (maybe out of desperation to get me to eat something?) and I said "a grilled cheese sandwich" and they got it for me, and I ate it, and I shit it out later. So there. As far as eating goes, I wasn't really hungry the entire time. Didn't really eat much.

The rest of my hospital stay was fairly unremarkable. I ran a low-grade temperature for most of my stay (up to 101 at one point) and my BP was on the mildly high side. I think these two facts kept me there at least a day or two longer. I was an in-patient a total of 6 full days.

There are many more details that added to the whole experience, but I'll keep it to what I've said. The over-all experience wasn't the most positive (compared to other hospital stays, I mean).

Oh, and at some point I was told that the testing on the tumors was "benign" but that they were still waiting for the official reports. So I'll take that as I most likely don't have cancer.

Now I'm home and my pain is not nearly as bad as it was from my transplant (but a lot of my post-transplant pain was caused by the fibroids which are now gone) I can't really stand up straight or move around much, or very fast. What does hurt is (I assume) my ovary on the left-side - it feels like a rock.

Anyway, as you can see, I survived. I hope and pray this is the last surgery I'll have to have for a very long, long, long time...