well for some reason it wasn't letting me quote anyone...but here it goes...
I have been thinking of how I would tell my story. It isn’t the normal story. It isn’t a happy one.
On Thursday, May 31st, I had RNY bypass surgery. I stayed the night in the hospital and was released the next day in the late afternoon.
I went home, my kids happy to see me and that the surgery was over, and I felt the same. My mom took them to eat bc I fell asleep in the recliner, and why would she think I wasn’t able to walk since I was walking earlier in the day.
I woke up to get my dogs some food…I was super weak in the legs and when I turned around to get back in the chair I fell straight back on my tile floor. I peed myself…I don’t think I passed out really but I defiantly lost my bearings. Of course “hey siri” wasn’t responding so I had to find my phone in a haze. I crawled my way to the bathroom…I actually thought I did more than pee myself but when I checked my pants it was a huge blood clot and fresh red blood…and then a ton more in the toilet. I tried to call a couple of friends that I assumed would be in town but were out for the evening so I called my mom away from dinner. When she arrived she saw what state I was in (pale and bleeding) she immediately tended to me and my 11 year old son cleaned up my urine... he never should have ever had to do that! My mom frantically trying to clean me up and figure out what to do, I somehow had enough wits about me to tell her to dial 911…
When the paramedics arrived I was a light, light beige color and barley a pulse. My veins were so collapsed they couldn’t start an IV …they were struggling….my pulse was super faint and and blood pressure almost bottomed out.
I ended up losing more than half my total blood volume. 4 bags of blood and 2 bags of plasma later. I’m alive. Not the way the surgery was supposed to go. I am home now, having some double vision so its been hard to see my phone so I had wait until I was more alert and with my computer. So tomorrow is one week since my surgery.