I went to a medical examination with work and they did ultrasound on my abdomen, they found a large kidney cyst (along with a couple of other things that turned out to be less problematic). So i went to NTU hospital to see a urologist (where everyone that was there was over 70 and male), the dr scanned it and said "oh its a big one!"..great how reassuring that was..not.
So he scheduled me for an operation to drain it, which has a 50% chance of coming back..not great odds but it seemed like it was worth doing as the cyst was over 5cm and “a big one”. Plus we suspect that it had been contributing to my lower back ache for a while now..i just thought that was my rubbish hypermobilty (another story for another time
So I went in for the surgery it was a local anesthesia so not too bad. They still said I couldn’t eat drink before I arrived but after that they said oh its fine go ahead, go get lunch…but they still insisted on putting a drip in my arm, protocol gone crazy. I asked the dr later and he said there was no need for that, it was just glucose ect (great I get something I don’t need, that could get infected and I have to pay for it nice).
Went into the theatre and the dr’s chatting to me about the fact that he just started to learn English 5 years ago from tv…yep TV, and just 5 years ago…how did / does he read all the medical journals I don’t know.
After that cyst was drained I went back to the room and had to stay over night. In the morning he scanned me again to see how it went…well not great. Oh there’s another one oh and its got really big. Sorry we’ll have to do it again…
So I had the same thing later that day and had to stay in hospital an extra night,…money money money!
Well a few months went by and the pain in my back was back…I had another scan done and sure enough it was back. This time just 4 cm..so we left it and waited to see if it got bigger…it did.
So I had to have it Deroofed..great it’s a full anesthesia and thus a bigger deal. They sent me for a scan before hand so they can tell its exact location and size. It was big over 7.5 cm now. So the following week (1st Aug 2008) I went. I had to drink 2 bottles (500 ml each) of the most disgusting tasting medication, to clear me out…nice. So was up all night on the loo….yuck
Next morning they come in and a young dr tries to shove a NG tube up my nose that is so massive its hard to believe. I tell him it won’t fit but he didn’t believe me until after the 2 time trying my nose was bleeding a lot. Still 5 tries later he got it up and I was in pain before I’d had the blimming surgery! He quickly left as I yelled at him that I wasn’t happy.( They clear your bowels and stomach out as they have to push your intestines and stomach out of the way whist they do the “key hole” surgery. )
They put one large tube in you stomach by the belly button and blow in co2 to make room to work. Then they put two more hole in and work from there. I came out with three holes and a drain in one of them that was full of “stuff”.
After the surgery i'm ashamed to admit but, i was swearing at the nursing staff ALOT....i don't really remember much bar the fact the i felt like i woke up in the middle of the operation. Tom says the nursing staff were rather shocked that i was swearing so much, some of which they'd never heard of before... they gave me four shots of morphine before i shut up...that's why i don't remember much about it i guess
The dr told me, showed photos too of my insides, that I had two again and one was inside the other…strange but he did both this time so it shouldn’t come back.
Tom was there to look after me but he was with Sarah so wasn’t able to really. I remember seeing her little face look at me like mummy what’s wrong. Bless her I couldn’t hold her or anything. Maddy came and took Sarah so Tom could look after me. She also looked after me to which I am very grateful. Tom did a good job and was remarkably better than when I broke my wrist.. so I was very happy and grateful about that.
I was out by Sunday which I didn’t think I’d be as on the Saturday I’d not been able to move out of bed to pee let alone stand up. They only drugs they offered me were paracetamol! If you can believe that! so i took my own drugs, which I take every day that are way stronger. This helped a lot and thus in 24 hr I felt more able to move.
Took Monday off work and slept the whole day! I had half day on Tuesday then I felt alright. By the weekend I was fine really just a little sore at the wound site. So nothing really.
Went back to the dr last week and all is clear.
So that the op story
I have photos but lots of people tell me they are gross..thus I don’t put them here... well just one of my insides...this is taken as the cyst was being cut...nice huh
Here a nice video of hospital entertainment filmed by maddy. Enjoy
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