I had Gastric bypass surgery back in June 2015. Stayed in the hospital 2 days and was released. I never felt great afterwards. Felt very weak, tired, and in pain. 3 weeks after surgery I started a new job as a care giver. I kept telling my new family that hired me I wasn’t feeling right. I worked my 8 hour shift but was feeling awful by the time it was over. I mentioned I was going to the ER after work. Showed up at 6pm and ended up being hospitalized for 3 months. Apparently I had a blood clot so they admitted me and searched for it while pumping me full of blood thinners. Two weeks into my hospital stay my blood counts were showing my system was being poisoned. My small intestine had ruptured and was spilling bile and waste into my abdomen. They called my sister in from California because they thought I might die. My bypass surgeon had never done a bowel resection, but he patched everything up. I had 3 blood transfusions in the three months long with blood drawls several times a day. I was not allowed to drink or eat for over two months. I could not hold my bowels or bladder and was peeing/crapping all over myself because of it. I was in and out of ICU, and at one point my kidneys shut down from an allergic reaction to the over 14 bags of medicines they had strung up on my IV machines. I had a severe medical rash all over my body that cause severe welts and itched like crazy. I thank god I was so sick for the first 2 plus months that I can’t remember but bits and pieces. My pic lines and veins were all shot from all the blood draws they ended up putting an IV in my jugular vein. That was HoRRIBLE!!! When my surgeon finally allowed me to have a sip of water to see if my system could handle I started puking blood for bile. Long story short...I was released to my house being on the brink of foreclosure. My boyfriend and kids dad of 15 yrs dumping me. All my utilities being shut off and in collections. I spent the first week at home with no running water, gas or electric. Home health nurses visited every day to Pack my wounds. Tough road. Lost my children for 9 months because I was a single mom. 7 surgeries later and up to Feb 2017 my last one. I am finally better. Credit and house belong to my sister and her boyfriend but they have helped me and I’m finally working again. Lowest weight 151 from 311. Have gained to 188 and my PCP said good! I looked like crap! lol. Took 7 surgeries to find the staple that kept causing infections and abscesses deep in my gut. So glad it’s over!! My twin teen boys and I are finally a family again. I’m finally have a job again. And hell! I’m even dating. ❤️?