Hi ms1972 & irish_dude
Thanks for wondering what became of me, well............
I was Levick'd on Wednesday and it wasn't exactly plain sailing as I had hoped. I arrived at the Priory at 12pm and as everyone has said in the past, the staff were absolutely great from start to finish. Didn't have to wait too long and after being given the once over and visited my Mr L and the anaethetist, I was taken down to the aneasthetic room at about 3pm and that was the last thing that I remember before waking up in the recovery room about 3 hours later.
All seemed to be going well, and after I was transferred back to my room, the pain was fairly minimal until a short while later when all that changed and the pain and swelling got much, much worse and I was told that I had a haematoma on the right side. Luckily because I was in fairly early for the op, Mr L was still at the hospital and they took me straight back to the operating room to give me a good flush out and stop the bleeding. So a few hours later I found myself back in the recovery room, having had my second operation and second anaesthetic in 3hrs !
A shortwhile later Mr L came in to see me to explain what he had done. Apparently, because I was pretty big (the biggest this year, so I'm told, 300 cc's of fat and 200 cc's of "gristle" out of each side) it is not uncommon for a haematoma to form post op as the cavity left behind is that much larger !
After a anaesthetic enhanced nights sleep, it was decided after a bout of vomiting and a fairly serious episode of fainting that I needed to stay in for a second night and the next 24hrs was a bit of a roller coaster. I was finally allowed to go home on Friday morning and now the road to recovery begins.......
I think that the fact that I had two op's and two anaesthetic's within a very short space of time has taken it's toll and even now, I'm still not feeling 100%.
When I arrived at the Priory on Wednesday lunchtime, I had been so worried about getting to that stage that I hadn't really thought about what would happen afterwards and think I had convinced myself that it would all be easy and I'd be straight back to normal come the weekend.
Looking back on it, after all this, do I regret it ? Not a chance, over the past couple of days, for the first time in god knows how many years, I've happily walked around in public in a t-shirt without feeling in the least bit self conscious (although these bandages do make it look as though you've got a flak jacket on) and that was my ultimate goal. Yes, I'm looking forward to the day that I can run around on a beach and go swimming without worrying what people are thinking but until that day, I'll make the most of being happy with walking around with my top on !!
irish_dude, I'm in the same boat as you at the moment re the bandages, the itching, oooooh. I can't wait until Wednesday when the time comes to peel them off although I am slightly apprehensive about what it's going to look like underneath, given the haematoma, but if if looks half as good as ms1972's then I'll be exctatic !!!
Well that's me done, I'll give you an update on Wednesday post bandage removal !
L_b
