Hi, I`m quite new here and just stumbeled across this messageboard when I was searching for answers to my current situation, and off course, to see If I am one of a kind, or if people actually have experienced anything similar.
I am from Norway by the way, so excuse my poor grammar as I try to tell you my story. WARNING; long reading!
Well.. Where to begin.. It started at 7th april, as I remember it was a sunny day in my hometown and I wasn`t nervous at all. I had never been put to sleep or been to surgery before and was actually looking forward to it, like a fun new experience!
I got to the hospital and waited for my turn. I was scheduled for the "day-surgury", it is where you go in and out the same day(since there is only about 3-4% chance of bleeding most people can go home the same day..) The nurse rolled me into the surgery-room and I fell to sleep. After I woke up I wasn`t feeling all to bad, my girlfriend was there and we got picked up by my dad not long after.
I stayed in town for 3days at my brothers`, watched old cartoons, ate ice-cream, pudding and drank ALOT of water. The second or third day I ate some squished meatballs with mashed potatoes and it went fine. The thrid day we went home by buss(about 2hours) and I felt fine barely any pain. I didn`t lift anything heavy and played some online games before I went to bed. The next day I ate some ice-cream and some tomato soup. Then, right before midnight, as lightning from the sky I felt a warm liquid filling up my throat. I was bleeding. This was thursday night.
I had read beforehand that this CAN occur, and that it often is the "scabs" coming off. My pulse immidiatly went from 70 to 120 in a flash. I was really bleeding! My gf got panic and neither of us knew what to do, so we had to call the emergency-central and after 20more minutes of bleeding in the sink the ambulance arrived. We rushed to the ER and I threw up before we got there, it seemed like gallons of blood and tomatosoup, it was scary dark and I remember my gf got so shook up she started crying. This fortunatly closed up the wound(in some weird way..)
The doctor took a look down my throat and concluded that there was a big lump of blood that were "clogging" the blood. It had to be removed to prevent further bleeding later. I went in for my second surgery with full "narkosis" and the works.. The next day I was feeling rather groggy but my wound had been closed and both my gf and I were happy. She had stayed the night with me and was by my side the whole time, this was a GREAT help as I felt as weak as a puppy.. She is really the sun in my life
I wish this was the end of my story.. unfortunatly, it`s just begun..
The same day(friday) I went home by taxi and I threw up twice on the way(probably because of the narkosis..) but I didn`t see any blood so I thought it was ok, we called the doctor and he ensured that as long as it didn`t see any blood, it was fine. I rested that day and only ate some ice cream and more warm(not hot) soup.
Saturday went fine, a little pain but nothing major. Then as sudden as the last I woke up 5AM with the same liquid feeling in my throat.. I woke my girlfriend and since the bleeding didn`t seem as big, and I thought it was the same wound that had opened, we decided to wait it out and see of it stopped. Since the hospital is 1hour away.. I just sat upright and spat in a cup(didn`t really know what to do..) and tried drinking some ice water. After about 2hours of on//off bloodspitting the bleeding increased a bit so we called the emergency-central again.
Off I went to the hospital a second time in two days. The bleeding closed up just before we got there and my meeting with a big german fraülein was a fact. She started with a huge tranqulizor syringe down my throat and I threw up blood several times during the cauterizetion. At the end I was so shocked I didn`t even feel the pain, this was by far the worst experience of my life. She was brutally efficient and after 15-20minutes of burning my arteries she was done.
I ended up at the ER-reseption and just sat there for about half an hour caughing up bloodballs. Fortunatly it stopped after some time and I was moved to the patientrooms. There I met this nice fellow who told me a story about a girl never waking up after bleeding from tonsillectomy, apparently her doctor just gave her some painkillers and sent her home, could just be a story though. Anyways.. it scared the living daylight out of me back then
After some easy food I went to sleep and the next day(monday) I was in o.k. shape. I got Chicked Chop Suey for dinner that day, with real chicken chunks and rice! I was surprised to say the least, but the nurse bringing the food obviously didn`t care what I ate, so I didn`t say anything. I chewed the chicked veeeery carefully and ate the whole thing, rice, vegetables and all! After that I felt great! Even though I underwent cauterizetion day day before. This was awsome I thought! But then it hit me, should I be eating this stuff so soon?
Well.. We got picked up by my parents the same day and drove carefully home(3hour drive for them) They both felt extremely bad for me although my dad saw some humour in the situation I didn`t feel that bad emotionally and had only minor pains in my wounds. This time I got the best painkiller ever, a supository(??) called "Voltaren". And it was night/day when it came to pain. I could swallow and eat anything as long as I had one of those, and it lasted about 4hours. We finally got home and my shape wasn`t all that bad.
..I wish this also was the end of my story.. unfortunatly, it`s not over yet..
The days went, sloooowly, I tried to watch as much TV as possible and my diet consisted of baby-food(with chunks) with a slice of bread(without crusts) and Ice-cream for dessert. This was working out really good and I felt I got all the nutricients I needed. Day by day I got better and come day 9 I was back to "normal", even went to for a walk in the nice weather. Because of all this surgery and bleedings I unfortunatly couldn`t go with my girlfriend to celebrate her brothers birthday, because we had to fly there and I was very scared to have my wounds pop again.
This was a wedensday, 10 days after my last cauterizetion and I was feeling great. I was gonna relax the whole weekend, had the appartment all to myself and I had went to the store earlier that day and bought lots of good soft food. This was my "celebration" for making it this far.. and I had no pain what-so-ever.
At about 5PM I followed my girlfriend to the taxi and sent her off. Then I went to the washer-room and picked up our laundry(prolly shouln`t have done that..) It weighed approx 10-15pounds or so and since we life in the 4story I took many brakes on the way up.. I sat on my computer abit and surfed around the www and then it got to dinnertime.
I made some sausage and meaballs with tomatosause and had some breadslices(again without crust..) and thought that this would be safe, and give me lotsa energy.
well..
Halfway through my meal(while watching "overhauling" on discovery..) I got the same liquid sensation in my throat, this was about 7PM.. I almost started crying to be honest.. I rushed to the sink to confirm this and there it was, blood, lots of blood. This time it was more agressive than before. I didn`t do anything for a couple of minutes, just hanging over the sink, hoping it would stop, but it didn`t... and this time I was all alone..
I got on the phone and called the emergency, AGAIN(they should almost recognize my voice by now..) and called for an ambulance, I knew it wasn`t going to stop this time either, so I thought the sooner, the better..
The ambulance came and funny story short - It was the same guys as the other two times. They looked a bit despaired to be honest.. and I don`t blame them.. The whole trip I sat there bleeding into a cup, I wasn`t gonna swallow any this time, cause then I would throw up like the first time. This time the bleeding kept on dripping from the moment we left, and for atleast 45minutes(they used sirenes this time because of the quantity..)
I got to the E.R. and who meets me? The same doc. as the first time, and he just looks at me, a bit surprised. Well, it was the same as last time, a blood-vain exposed and some blockage of old blood minimizing the bleeding. I was then rushed off to surgery(again..) and I saw alot of familiar faces from the first time..
They WERE gonna sew me up, but decided not to, as the wound was relatively small..
I don`t thin I have ever been so far down emotionally in my entire life. When I woke up I was just lying there and didn`t really think this was for real.. After 3weeks from the original surgery I had been in and out of the E.R. 3 times, and this time, I was all alone.. I wanted to cry, I really did, but I had some sort of mental blockage that prevented it at the time..
They rolled me into the hospital-patientroom and there I stayed for one day. I got messages on my cellphone from friends and family, and they couldn`t believe it either.. This was day 10.. The day most people are fully recovered and starts living a little after 9days of hell on earth.. For me it had been 3weeks of constant worrying, on and off pain, eating boring foods and constant alertness. It was NOT an easy journey.. and here I was, back at the starting line.. all alone.
The next day(thursday) I was moved to a "patient-hotel". There I had TV and the possibility to move around more freely, go online and so on. They planned on having me for a while this time, because my bleeding. This time the doctors orders where "no solids for two weeks!" after talking to other doctors I got this reduced to one week.
My parents again came to visit me(as my mother was worried sick..) that day. But before they arrived, my whole class from school visited me, with flowers and everything. This made my day so much easier, trust me. I talked and laughed some and they wished me all the best. Then afterwards my parents came and it all came down on me at once.. I started crying and sobbing like never before and I think I cried for atleast half an hour.. The pain of having to go through all of this again was too much to bear..
After talking with my parents for a while I felt a little bit better, they couldn`t say much to confort me, but got me focusing on the future.
The next days on the hospital was hell, not because of pain, the pain after this surgery was almost none-excistent, but as I had lost ALOT of blood the past weeks, and the only food I got was liquids, my energylevel reached an all time low.. I walked around, feeling dizzy and sick. Everything they had was some meat-soup and some vegetabelsoups, this tasted foul and gave me nothing.
The last day at the hospital(sunday) and I had been there for four days and I felt like c**p, not because of painkillers or pain, but because of lack of energy. I couldn`t wait to get home and get some real nutrition, everything but low-energy hospitalfood..
My mom decided to stay with me till my girlfriend got home this time and that actually helped ALOT, just to have her there the first couple of days.. She cared for me and bought me lots of energydrinks and milkshakes(with high content of vitamins and minerals) After a few days I felt a little bit better, but I was still a bit dizzy and didn`t feel good.
My girlfriend finally got home monday and I was thrilled to have her back. She got me feeling alot better by just being here. My mom and my gf stayed with me for the next couple of days and took care of me. I went to the doctor on wedensday and he thought it looked fine and said I could eat whatever I wanted to and that it had healed nicely. This helped alot for my selfesteem..
I am now on day 9 after my 3. surgery. And yes I am nervous as hell.. My mom left yesterday, and I felt the liquids pumping the same night. No sleep for either me, nor my girlfriend.. Luckily it turned out to be a false alarm, and I got some needed hours on the pillow.(my gf however only got about 3..)
Current status;
Feeling much better
Lots of bacteria in my mouth due to no brushing..(afraid of bleeding..)
Throat tingeling on both sides
Eating babyfood and drinking milkshake from dietmilk.
Drinking ATLEAST 100oz of water
Staying as calm as possible, not moving much at all
Nervous and excited since it`s day 9..
Tired of 4weeks of horror.. bleeding and emotional stress..
I hope with this to get some closure on the matter, and hopefully some good feedback on what I should do the next few days. My plan is this; only "drinking" my food untill day 14, just to be 100% safe nothing happends.. I have my exams coming up, and I can`t afford another surgery..
This was my story.. long and rough, just like the experience.. I hope no-one has to go through this, ever! For me it has been a test, a test of how much I can take before I crack.. I can only tell you this; read messageboards(like this one!), gather all the information you can beforehand, and take it easy!
The worst that can happend is unstoppable bleeding, then it`s back to the starting line.. and nobody wants to go through this twice.. or as me 3times..
I hope I heal this time..
Any tips will be greatly appriciated.
-Cheers.
I am from Norway by the way, so excuse my poor grammar as I try to tell you my story. WARNING; long reading!
Well.. Where to begin.. It started at 7th april, as I remember it was a sunny day in my hometown and I wasn`t nervous at all. I had never been put to sleep or been to surgery before and was actually looking forward to it, like a fun new experience!
I got to the hospital and waited for my turn. I was scheduled for the "day-surgury", it is where you go in and out the same day(since there is only about 3-4% chance of bleeding most people can go home the same day..) The nurse rolled me into the surgery-room and I fell to sleep. After I woke up I wasn`t feeling all to bad, my girlfriend was there and we got picked up by my dad not long after.
I stayed in town for 3days at my brothers`, watched old cartoons, ate ice-cream, pudding and drank ALOT of water. The second or third day I ate some squished meatballs with mashed potatoes and it went fine. The thrid day we went home by buss(about 2hours) and I felt fine barely any pain. I didn`t lift anything heavy and played some online games before I went to bed. The next day I ate some ice-cream and some tomato soup. Then, right before midnight, as lightning from the sky I felt a warm liquid filling up my throat. I was bleeding. This was thursday night.
I had read beforehand that this CAN occur, and that it often is the "scabs" coming off. My pulse immidiatly went from 70 to 120 in a flash. I was really bleeding! My gf got panic and neither of us knew what to do, so we had to call the emergency-central and after 20more minutes of bleeding in the sink the ambulance arrived. We rushed to the ER and I threw up before we got there, it seemed like gallons of blood and tomatosoup, it was scary dark and I remember my gf got so shook up she started crying. This fortunatly closed up the wound(in some weird way..)
The doctor took a look down my throat and concluded that there was a big lump of blood that were "clogging" the blood. It had to be removed to prevent further bleeding later. I went in for my second surgery with full "narkosis" and the works.. The next day I was feeling rather groggy but my wound had been closed and both my gf and I were happy. She had stayed the night with me and was by my side the whole time, this was a GREAT help as I felt as weak as a puppy.. She is really the sun in my life
I wish this was the end of my story.. unfortunatly, it`s just begun..
The same day(friday) I went home by taxi and I threw up twice on the way(probably because of the narkosis..) but I didn`t see any blood so I thought it was ok, we called the doctor and he ensured that as long as it didn`t see any blood, it was fine. I rested that day and only ate some ice cream and more warm(not hot) soup.
Saturday went fine, a little pain but nothing major. Then as sudden as the last I woke up 5AM with the same liquid feeling in my throat.. I woke my girlfriend and since the bleeding didn`t seem as big, and I thought it was the same wound that had opened, we decided to wait it out and see of it stopped. Since the hospital is 1hour away.. I just sat upright and spat in a cup(didn`t really know what to do..) and tried drinking some ice water. After about 2hours of on//off bloodspitting the bleeding increased a bit so we called the emergency-central again.
Off I went to the hospital a second time in two days. The bleeding closed up just before we got there and my meeting with a big german fraülein was a fact. She started with a huge tranqulizor syringe down my throat and I threw up blood several times during the cauterizetion. At the end I was so shocked I didn`t even feel the pain, this was by far the worst experience of my life. She was brutally efficient and after 15-20minutes of burning my arteries she was done.
I ended up at the ER-reseption and just sat there for about half an hour caughing up bloodballs. Fortunatly it stopped after some time and I was moved to the patientrooms. There I met this nice fellow who told me a story about a girl never waking up after bleeding from tonsillectomy, apparently her doctor just gave her some painkillers and sent her home, could just be a story though. Anyways.. it scared the living daylight out of me back then
After some easy food I went to sleep and the next day(monday) I was in o.k. shape. I got Chicked Chop Suey for dinner that day, with real chicken chunks and rice! I was surprised to say the least, but the nurse bringing the food obviously didn`t care what I ate, so I didn`t say anything. I chewed the chicked veeeery carefully and ate the whole thing, rice, vegetables and all! After that I felt great! Even though I underwent cauterizetion day day before. This was awsome I thought! But then it hit me, should I be eating this stuff so soon?
Well.. We got picked up by my parents the same day and drove carefully home(3hour drive for them) They both felt extremely bad for me although my dad saw some humour in the situation I didn`t feel that bad emotionally and had only minor pains in my wounds. This time I got the best painkiller ever, a supository(??) called "Voltaren". And it was night/day when it came to pain. I could swallow and eat anything as long as I had one of those, and it lasted about 4hours. We finally got home and my shape wasn`t all that bad.
..I wish this also was the end of my story.. unfortunatly, it`s not over yet..
The days went, sloooowly, I tried to watch as much TV as possible and my diet consisted of baby-food(with chunks) with a slice of bread(without crusts) and Ice-cream for dessert. This was working out really good and I felt I got all the nutricients I needed. Day by day I got better and come day 9 I was back to "normal", even went to for a walk in the nice weather. Because of all this surgery and bleedings I unfortunatly couldn`t go with my girlfriend to celebrate her brothers birthday, because we had to fly there and I was very scared to have my wounds pop again.
This was a wedensday, 10 days after my last cauterizetion and I was feeling great. I was gonna relax the whole weekend, had the appartment all to myself and I had went to the store earlier that day and bought lots of good soft food. This was my "celebration" for making it this far.. and I had no pain what-so-ever.
At about 5PM I followed my girlfriend to the taxi and sent her off. Then I went to the washer-room and picked up our laundry(prolly shouln`t have done that..) It weighed approx 10-15pounds or so and since we life in the 4story I took many brakes on the way up.. I sat on my computer abit and surfed around the www and then it got to dinnertime.
I made some sausage and meaballs with tomatosause and had some breadslices(again without crust..) and thought that this would be safe, and give me lotsa energy.
well..
Halfway through my meal(while watching "overhauling" on discovery..) I got the same liquid sensation in my throat, this was about 7PM.. I almost started crying to be honest.. I rushed to the sink to confirm this and there it was, blood, lots of blood. This time it was more agressive than before. I didn`t do anything for a couple of minutes, just hanging over the sink, hoping it would stop, but it didn`t... and this time I was all alone..
I got on the phone and called the emergency, AGAIN(they should almost recognize my voice by now..) and called for an ambulance, I knew it wasn`t going to stop this time either, so I thought the sooner, the better..
The ambulance came and funny story short - It was the same guys as the other two times. They looked a bit despaired to be honest.. and I don`t blame them.. The whole trip I sat there bleeding into a cup, I wasn`t gonna swallow any this time, cause then I would throw up like the first time. This time the bleeding kept on dripping from the moment we left, and for atleast 45minutes(they used sirenes this time because of the quantity..)
I got to the E.R. and who meets me? The same doc. as the first time, and he just looks at me, a bit surprised. Well, it was the same as last time, a blood-vain exposed and some blockage of old blood minimizing the bleeding. I was then rushed off to surgery(again..) and I saw alot of familiar faces from the first time..
They WERE gonna sew me up, but decided not to, as the wound was relatively small..
I don`t thin I have ever been so far down emotionally in my entire life. When I woke up I was just lying there and didn`t really think this was for real.. After 3weeks from the original surgery I had been in and out of the E.R. 3 times, and this time, I was all alone.. I wanted to cry, I really did, but I had some sort of mental blockage that prevented it at the time..
They rolled me into the hospital-patientroom and there I stayed for one day. I got messages on my cellphone from friends and family, and they couldn`t believe it either.. This was day 10.. The day most people are fully recovered and starts living a little after 9days of hell on earth.. For me it had been 3weeks of constant worrying, on and off pain, eating boring foods and constant alertness. It was NOT an easy journey.. and here I was, back at the starting line.. all alone.
The next day(thursday) I was moved to a "patient-hotel". There I had TV and the possibility to move around more freely, go online and so on. They planned on having me for a while this time, because my bleeding. This time the doctors orders where "no solids for two weeks!" after talking to other doctors I got this reduced to one week.
My parents again came to visit me(as my mother was worried sick..) that day. But before they arrived, my whole class from school visited me, with flowers and everything. This made my day so much easier, trust me. I talked and laughed some and they wished me all the best. Then afterwards my parents came and it all came down on me at once.. I started crying and sobbing like never before and I think I cried for atleast half an hour.. The pain of having to go through all of this again was too much to bear..
After talking with my parents for a while I felt a little bit better, they couldn`t say much to confort me, but got me focusing on the future.
The next days on the hospital was hell, not because of pain, the pain after this surgery was almost none-excistent, but as I had lost ALOT of blood the past weeks, and the only food I got was liquids, my energylevel reached an all time low.. I walked around, feeling dizzy and sick. Everything they had was some meat-soup and some vegetabelsoups, this tasted foul and gave me nothing.
The last day at the hospital(sunday) and I had been there for four days and I felt like c**p, not because of painkillers or pain, but because of lack of energy. I couldn`t wait to get home and get some real nutrition, everything but low-energy hospitalfood..
My mom decided to stay with me till my girlfriend got home this time and that actually helped ALOT, just to have her there the first couple of days.. She cared for me and bought me lots of energydrinks and milkshakes(with high content of vitamins and minerals) After a few days I felt a little bit better, but I was still a bit dizzy and didn`t feel good.
My girlfriend finally got home monday and I was thrilled to have her back. She got me feeling alot better by just being here. My mom and my gf stayed with me for the next couple of days and took care of me. I went to the doctor on wedensday and he thought it looked fine and said I could eat whatever I wanted to and that it had healed nicely. This helped alot for my selfesteem..
I am now on day 9 after my 3. surgery. And yes I am nervous as hell.. My mom left yesterday, and I felt the liquids pumping the same night. No sleep for either me, nor my girlfriend.. Luckily it turned out to be a false alarm, and I got some needed hours on the pillow.(my gf however only got about 3..)
Current status;
Feeling much better
Lots of bacteria in my mouth due to no brushing..(afraid of bleeding..)
Throat tingeling on both sides
Eating babyfood and drinking milkshake from dietmilk.
Drinking ATLEAST 100oz of water
Staying as calm as possible, not moving much at all
Nervous and excited since it`s day 9..
Tired of 4weeks of horror.. bleeding and emotional stress..
I hope with this to get some closure on the matter, and hopefully some good feedback on what I should do the next few days. My plan is this; only "drinking" my food untill day 14, just to be 100% safe nothing happends.. I have my exams coming up, and I can`t afford another surgery..
This was my story.. long and rough, just like the experience.. I hope no-one has to go through this, ever! For me it has been a test, a test of how much I can take before I crack.. I can only tell you this; read messageboards(like this one!), gather all the information you can beforehand, and take it easy!
The worst that can happend is unstoppable bleeding, then it`s back to the starting line.. and nobody wants to go through this twice.. or as me 3times..
I hope I heal this time..
Any tips will be greatly appriciated.
-Cheers.
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I had a similar experience i know your pain! I went 4 days after the surgery and then i woke up with blood pouring out of my mouth. The ambulance came and took me to the ER but it had already stopped on its own. So i took it easy for a few more days and on day 10 i made the mistake of eating solid food (my surgeon had given me bad information, she said after a week i could eat anything if it didnt hurt). I woke up at 3 AM on day 10 and threw up a bucket of blood, the bleeding continued and i threw up another bucket. then i got lightheaded and collapsed and nearly fainted from blood loss. I threw up again. My parents drove me to the hospital where i threw up again. I went into emergency surgery, had my stomach pumped, and stopped breathing during the surgery. They managed to get the breathing tube out and i started breathing again and woke up 3 hours later (longest tonsillectomy the hospital has had). That was 8 months ago and im better now.
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I must commend you for somehow managing to find humor in this piece of disheartening literature. I'm currently recovering from a tonsillectomy (day 6, no complication) - just loads of pain, and I can't even find humour in anything. I just have this unnatural need to make everyone feel as bad as I feel... Through Facebook because verbal using anything really isn't my strongpoint right now.
Thanks for the good read, and hats off to your amazing gf!
I hope and trust you're 100s now
Thanks for the good read, and hats off to your amazing gf!
I hope and trust you're 100s now
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After the second time did you have bleeding? I just had my third surgery because of bleeding and I'm trying to return to my college but worried I'll bleed again and be far from home.
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After the second time did you have bleeding? I just had my third surgery because of bleeding and I'm trying to return to my college but worried I'll bleed again and be far from home.
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I just saw this. I know this post is super old. This also is currently happening to me now. Day 7-present day 12, bleeding like crazy nonstop. I went into the ER at 4am today and bled really for 3 hours. Technically it was like 20min intervals where I'd heal then bleed. I could barely breathe. My blood test for hemoglobin, platelets, and iron were so low. I ended up passing out. It's like the left side just does not want to cooperate. I'm so close to the finish line but the bleeding will not stop. I too feel so defeated, tired, and very cry-y (for better words).
I will most likely go back to surgery to have my left side cauterized again.
I will most likely go back to surgery to have my left side cauterized again.
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