The lack of posting has been due to the fact that I've been in hospital for the past two weeks and I've been home for just over a week recovering. I got given a date to come in and get my hernia sorted out pretty much straight away and was told to come in to hospital on January 16th.
I was actually feeling quite well before I went in despite the hernia I had, however the hernia needed sorting out and my amazing CAPD nurse managed to get me slotted in with a surgeon quickly so it was sorted out.
So what's been happening? Well all I can say is that I've probably had the roughest ride of my life the past few weeks.
I went in for surgery on Friday 17th January and I came round in the recovery room in quite a lot of pain. :( Before going into surgery I had built up this wall of fear and anxiousness as I was worried because of how bad it was last time I went to surgery. Whilst in surgery they decided to reposition the catheter so it would stop causing me pain on a regular basis. However the surgery revealed that it wasn't actually a hernia and I didn't need a hernia repair... Instead I had a bizarre leak of peritoneal dialysis fluid which was in a little sac around the anchor of my PD catheter. The surgeon ended up replacing the whole catheter rather than repositioning it so when I awoke it was the surgery I had done in June all over again.
One of the daily pains I got with my last catheter was than if I never had any fluid in I would get this sharp twinging pain near my bladder which the doctor said was my catheter sat on a nerve above my bladder. It was highly uncomfortable and painful. However this time I woke up and that pain was there constantly. I couldn't actually believe it and I thought the whole thing was back to square one.
I'm not sure if I'm just a big moaner and I need to get over myself. But on Friday night I was in severe pain and pretty much screaming with it on the ward. My boyfriend and family were helpless with it all but I was grateful to have them there.
After a crazy cocktail of painkillers I finally settled and started to rest and the recovery has been a slow and painful one. Also because I had not been getting adequate dialysis with the so called hernia that I had. My levels were now going crazy and all over the place and my heart was fluttering due to high potassium levels.
I also came round from surgery with a temporary haemodialysis line hanging out of the side of my neck! The whole thing was very inconvenient and in an awful place. This temporary line was so that I could have haemodialysis instantly after the surgery.
The awkward temporary haemodialysis catheter.
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