This day felt like it went on forever....
Prior to any major surgery your ordered to have only clear liquid diet and what they call a "bowel prep". This is in no way a fun day or a day to relax. This is a day to plan on staying home, and staying very near the bathroom all day long.
To start if you don't like clear broth, and jello, your probably going to have a pretty awful day. I felt like I was starving all day long. The bowel prep starts by noon the day before the surgery. So your very last chance to have really food is an early breakfast after that jello it is.
By 1pm you are to start drinking the "miralax cocktail" aka 64 ounces of Gatorade and the large bottle of Miralax. this is to be mixed together and drink 8 ounces every 15 min till it's all gone. Doing this is going to clean out your body so that during the surgery the bowel will lay flat and not be in the way. Gives the surgeon more room to work.
Between bathroom breaks I laid on the couch the rest of day. Plan on having lots of movies to watch....
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
December 1st, 2011
After thinking about what I was going to do I knew the decision that I had to make. I had several factors in play that pushed me to make the decision that I made. To start I knew that I didn't want to end up needing chemo or radiation, I knew that my insurance was changing and I would be paying a large amount of the bill once it changes come the first of the year. I knew that the options I had were limited and in the end I needed to choose the one that would save me, not risk that things get worse.
So I made the decision to to have a Hysterectomy. I made my final appointment with Dr. Kamelle to sit down with him and talk about all of the questions that I had running threw my head. I had pages of questions written down and I wanted to be a prepared for the appointment as I possibly could. I brought my grandmother with me so that there would be another set of ears and someone to ask questions in addition to mine in case there was something that I didn't think of.
The morning of December 1st, 2011 i walked in to Dr. Kamelle's office for my 8am appointment. He sat there and answered all of my questions and even the follow up questions that he knew I would have to the information that he was giving me. He did everything he possibly could to comfort me and give me the information that I needed to make this major health decision at the young age of 27.
The surgery was scheduled that same day for December 6th, 2011. I had yet again very little time to get things prepared in life and with my job.
Friday December 2nd was dedicated with making sure that every single test I needed prior to surgery was done. Chest x-ray, EKG, Blood Work, Urine test, and getting things ready for my surgery preparation for Monday.
So I made the decision to to have a Hysterectomy. I made my final appointment with Dr. Kamelle to sit down with him and talk about all of the questions that I had running threw my head. I had pages of questions written down and I wanted to be a prepared for the appointment as I possibly could. I brought my grandmother with me so that there would be another set of ears and someone to ask questions in addition to mine in case there was something that I didn't think of.
The morning of December 1st, 2011 i walked in to Dr. Kamelle's office for my 8am appointment. He sat there and answered all of my questions and even the follow up questions that he knew I would have to the information that he was giving me. He did everything he possibly could to comfort me and give me the information that I needed to make this major health decision at the young age of 27.
The surgery was scheduled that same day for December 6th, 2011. I had yet again very little time to get things prepared in life and with my job.
Friday December 2nd was dedicated with making sure that every single test I needed prior to surgery was done. Chest x-ray, EKG, Blood Work, Urine test, and getting things ready for my surgery preparation for Monday.
November 28th, 2012
I got the phone call it's been confirmed. I have cancer....I have stage 1 grade a Endometrial Cancer.
I will point out the positive that yes this is the lowest that it can be however it went from pre- cancer to cancer in less than 7 months. So the likely hood that i would remain that way was not likely.
The two main options for treatment that I was given were hormone therapy with a very small chance of working and the ultimate cure all a hysterectomy. ...... Honestly these both suck!!!
I will point out the positive that yes this is the lowest that it can be however it went from pre- cancer to cancer in less than 7 months. So the likely hood that i would remain that way was not likely.
The two main options for treatment that I was given were hormone therapy with a very small chance of working and the ultimate cure all a hysterectomy. ...... Honestly these both suck!!!
November 21st, 2011...The day that changed everything
This is literally the day that changed my life forever and all it took was a phone call.
I called Dr. Kamelle's office around noon to see if there were any results from my labs. I was placed on a short hold and told that the doctor would call me right back he was in with a patient.
Not much later I got a phone call from his office. It was the nurse and she was getting Dr. Kamelle on the line for me. First of all we all know that when you actually talk to your doctor on the phone that your not likely to get good news.... So he get on the line and tells me that he got my results from the lab at St. Lukes and they told him that they were "confused". He said the reason that is, is that my results said that I had an early stage of cancer....But I'm only 27years old. So to double check the results the lab work was being sent to a specialist in the labs at John Hopkins University in Baltimore, MD. It's going to be another week before me know for sure.
I didn't really know what to do that day or who to talk to. But my sister Amanda came to pick me up and get me away from the house for awhile and get a chance to talk. It was nice, and I am glad that she was there.
I called Dr. Kamelle's office around noon to see if there were any results from my labs. I was placed on a short hold and told that the doctor would call me right back he was in with a patient.
Not much later I got a phone call from his office. It was the nurse and she was getting Dr. Kamelle on the line for me. First of all we all know that when you actually talk to your doctor on the phone that your not likely to get good news.... So he get on the line and tells me that he got my results from the lab at St. Lukes and they told him that they were "confused". He said the reason that is, is that my results said that I had an early stage of cancer....But I'm only 27years old. So to double check the results the lab work was being sent to a specialist in the labs at John Hopkins University in Baltimore, MD. It's going to be another week before me know for sure.
I didn't really know what to do that day or who to talk to. But my sister Amanda came to pick me up and get me away from the house for awhile and get a chance to talk. It was nice, and I am glad that she was there.
November 16th, 2011- Surgery #2
This time went I go in I am more prepared fore what is going to happen. It's all happening exactly the same as it did before. My nerves are a little less because I am prepared.
It's the morning of the surgery and I am to be at the hospital at 0800, I go in and I am getting ready in the pre-opp room. Everyone is doing what they need to get me ready. The only slight difference this time around is the anesthesiologist is different than the time before. Well because of this I am being given other medications while I am still awake. I am getting my antibiotics started prior to surgery rather than during.
I finally get taken back for my surgery which is scheduled at 1030am. Same as before it's a long cold ride back to the OR, there is no other feeling like the one when your being taken back to an OR to go under and trust other people to take care of you in every sense of the word and trust them to bring you out of this. No matter how minor or major the surgery it's still the fear of having the trust for those Doctors and Nurses that are in there with you. And I have to trust them.
I hear Dr. Kamelle enter the room, he came over to my side and grabbed my hand. He told me that he wants to find out right away what we are dealing with and would be rushing the labs and hopefully would have something back by the following Monday. After that it was time to go under and the mask was on my face.
The next thing that I remember is being woken up, but it was different this time. This time the tube was still in and could breath, I felt like I was choking. I felt like I was going to die. The Anesthesiologist wouldn't take the tube out till I could take a breath in on my own. But I couldn't do that because I felt like I needed to cough I felt like I was choking. This was the scariest thing that I have ever gone threw. I felt helpless. I couldn't do anything. And that scared me more than anything else in the world.
After the tube was removed I was placed on the other bed and taken to the recovery room. Same as last time I was in there for about an hour. Then taken back to the Same Day Surgery room. Where I stayed for a few hours before I was allowed to go home. My sister Amanda stayed with me all day long.
After my surgery Dr. Kamelle went out to talk to her and explained that he was very concerned about what he removed and that he was rushing the labs. This only confirmed it in my head that things weren't okay.
I went home and rested for 6 days before returning to work this time. I knew from last time that I needed more than I had before.
It's the morning of the surgery and I am to be at the hospital at 0800, I go in and I am getting ready in the pre-opp room. Everyone is doing what they need to get me ready. The only slight difference this time around is the anesthesiologist is different than the time before. Well because of this I am being given other medications while I am still awake. I am getting my antibiotics started prior to surgery rather than during.
I finally get taken back for my surgery which is scheduled at 1030am. Same as before it's a long cold ride back to the OR, there is no other feeling like the one when your being taken back to an OR to go under and trust other people to take care of you in every sense of the word and trust them to bring you out of this. No matter how minor or major the surgery it's still the fear of having the trust for those Doctors and Nurses that are in there with you. And I have to trust them.
I hear Dr. Kamelle enter the room, he came over to my side and grabbed my hand. He told me that he wants to find out right away what we are dealing with and would be rushing the labs and hopefully would have something back by the following Monday. After that it was time to go under and the mask was on my face.
The next thing that I remember is being woken up, but it was different this time. This time the tube was still in and could breath, I felt like I was choking. I felt like I was going to die. The Anesthesiologist wouldn't take the tube out till I could take a breath in on my own. But I couldn't do that because I felt like I needed to cough I felt like I was choking. This was the scariest thing that I have ever gone threw. I felt helpless. I couldn't do anything. And that scared me more than anything else in the world.
After the tube was removed I was placed on the other bed and taken to the recovery room. Same as last time I was in there for about an hour. Then taken back to the Same Day Surgery room. Where I stayed for a few hours before I was allowed to go home. My sister Amanda stayed with me all day long.
After my surgery Dr. Kamelle went out to talk to her and explained that he was very concerned about what he removed and that he was rushing the labs. This only confirmed it in my head that things weren't okay.
I went home and rested for 6 days before returning to work this time. I knew from last time that I needed more than I had before.
Monday, May 14, 2012
November 10th, 2011- Dr. Kamelle
I went in to see Dr. Kamelle and he knew right away when I told him about the bleeding that there was a problem and it wasn't going to be fix by medication this time. He said that I needed another D&C right away. My surgery was scheduled for November 16th at 10:30am with 0800 arrival time.
Less than a week to get the time off of work and all the pre-op work up done.
I knew this wasn't going to be good, I knew in my heart that something else was wrong.
Less than a week to get the time off of work and all the pre-op work up done.
I knew this wasn't going to be good, I knew in my heart that something else was wrong.
the between time...October 21,2011
So for the most part things were ok, bleeding was controlled and I wasn't having problems. Until October, I was having occasional bleeding it seemed to be getting worse as time went on.
October 21st 1941 hours. I was bleeding so bad that I had to take Emergency leave from work. Yet again I am sitting at work bleeding and embraced. I told my boss what was going on and that I hoped I could fix the problem but I needed to go home right away. My chair was covered in blood and I could see it on the floor near chair. My clothes had blood all over them. I knew that going to the hospital was going to do me no good and they wouldn't be able to help me. I knew that my best bet was go home sit in the bathtub, clean up the best I could, take double dose of the medicine that I was already on to control bleeding, put on a clean uniform and return to work. So that's exactly what I did.
I sat in the bathtub for what filled like forever, I felt like the bleeding was never going to stop. I sat there as long as I possibly could I was dizzy even while sitting there. Finally I felt strong enough to get up take a proper shower and get the uniform on. I went back to work for the rest of my shift. I only had a little over 2 hours left. I made it through the rest of the shift. I called my doctor that Monday morning to follow and got an appointment for as soon as I could which was November 10th at 10am.....
October 21st 1941 hours. I was bleeding so bad that I had to take Emergency leave from work. Yet again I am sitting at work bleeding and embraced. I told my boss what was going on and that I hoped I could fix the problem but I needed to go home right away. My chair was covered in blood and I could see it on the floor near chair. My clothes had blood all over them. I knew that going to the hospital was going to do me no good and they wouldn't be able to help me. I knew that my best bet was go home sit in the bathtub, clean up the best I could, take double dose of the medicine that I was already on to control bleeding, put on a clean uniform and return to work. So that's exactly what I did.
I sat in the bathtub for what filled like forever, I felt like the bleeding was never going to stop. I sat there as long as I possibly could I was dizzy even while sitting there. Finally I felt strong enough to get up take a proper shower and get the uniform on. I went back to work for the rest of my shift. I only had a little over 2 hours left. I made it through the rest of the shift. I called my doctor that Monday morning to follow and got an appointment for as soon as I could which was November 10th at 10am.....
April 4th, 2011- Surgery #1
April 4th, my first D&C (Dilation and curettage) I was to arrive at the hospital at 6am for my surgery. I was nervous, this is the first time in my adult life that I will be going under anesthesia. After the rounds of various doctors and nurses coming in and out of my room, taking blood, preparing me for surgery. I was finally taken to the OR. It's a cold long ride to the OR, once I arrived in there I was to move over to the operating table. This is not the easiest task in the world when your only wearing a hospital gown and the table is extremely small with weird opening all over it. No to mention a room full of people and your not trying to show off everything granted there all gonna see it anyway once you pass out. But at least I'm not awake for that. After getting situated on the table all the tubes going all over the place. And now starting to get put in the position which they want me during the surgery. Dr. Kamelle was now in the room, I could hear his voice and felt him touch my foot. It helped my nerves calm down a lot. They put the mask on my face told me to take big deep breaths and the next thing I remember is waking up on the other bed that was going to take me to the recovery room. I was in the recovery room for for about an hour. I was taken back to the same day surgery room, was in there for about another 3 hours before I could go home. After that it was home to recover. I was out of work for 4 days total. Went back to work that Friday.
About a week later or so later I was told that I have per-cancerous cells. My official diagnosis was Complex Endometrial hyperplasia with atypia. I was going to be watched very carefully and be put on medication to control the growth of the lining of the uterus and the bleeding.
About a week later or so later I was told that I have per-cancerous cells. My official diagnosis was Complex Endometrial hyperplasia with atypia. I was going to be watched very carefully and be put on medication to control the growth of the lining of the uterus and the bleeding.
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