It’s day 19 post-op and honestly, it’s been pretty unexciting since my last update.
I still have the remaining drain in because it keeps producing around 100ml a day. I’ve read that this can happen and outside of it poking me sometimes when I walk up the stairs or try to bend over, it doesn’t really bother me. It is annoying having to drag it around everywhere though.
Ok, I lied, there was a tiny bit of excitement yesterday. After going to the bathroom I looked down and my drain tube (it’s quite long) was filled full of bloody fluid. I wasn’t in pain, there was no bruising on my stomach, there was no additional swelling, I wasn’t hot and sweaty without a fever and overall everything was fine. Apparently, according to the nurses at the hospital, this isn’t uncommon (they just never mentioned it). More than likely the end of the drain tubing that’s in my stomach nicked a tiny blood vessel and made it look like I’m going to bleed to death.
In a nutshell, I wasn’t going to die or have to be rushed to the ER. I just needed to watch it and it was fine, it was all fine.
Except my mother kind of freaked out and wasn’t too happy that I didn’t go in to get checked. Gotta love mothers. Even better is when my drain clunked against my bed in the middle of the night after going to the bathroom, she creeped from the guest room to my room. I mean, like a cat creeping after its prey type creeping. Then I hear this creepy “are you ok?”
I told her I’m fine, just fine. Go back to bed.
Apparently this is “snapping” at her. Haha.