Celsia

Surgery Date Dec 19 2011. RNY. Surgery was fine. Walked around a bit the first day with no problems. Second day was a different story and when all the complications started. Walked the halls but had some bleeding from one of the suture sites. It was packed but it kept bleeding which I was told could happen. Surgeon stitched up the suture. I later took some of my meds and about an hour later started to feel really bad. Was to be discharged but instead laid back down. Called the nurse in and told her how I was feeling. She took my vital signs, left out of the room and came back. Told my mom and company not to panic but my blood pressure dropped really low and that they were going to call in a crash cart team. Code Blue was called and about 50 people can running in along with the surgeon. Dr. Espinal asked me what happened and how i was feeling which i explained. They took some blood and ran some tests. In a 10 minute time frame, I was told that there is some internal bleeding and that I would be having emergency surgery in the next few minutes. I was taken back to surgery. Woke up in ICU and unaware that I had not only 1 surgery but 2 for a total of 3 surgeries within a 24 hour period. I developed pneumonia due to the breathing machine I was hooked to along with several other machines. The scariest part was waking up, not being able to talk and ask what happened. When the nurse introduced himself and said I was in ICU, I knew something did not go well. I later found out the 1st surgery could not pinpoint the cause of the bleeding so a 3rd surgery was done and part of my stomach was removed to stop the bleeding. My family camped out at the hospital the entire time I was in ICU. Everything happened so fast I was unable to contact friends or co-workers so people just started showing up at the hospital. I had told everyone that I was getting out Dec 20th. I spent 3 days in ICU and everyday I was there, someone passed away. My room was right outside the nurses station. I would hear Code Blue and people running, family members crying. It was overwhelming to say the least but I got better and stronger everyday and was able to leave ICU and return to a regular room. I was in the hospital for Christmas and spent a total of 7 days there. I am thankful that all of my problems were at the beginning and i have not had any since. I went without food for 7 days. I wasn't even allowed to have anything to drink while in ICU because they wanted to make sure everything was alright so I had IV fluids until I returned to the regular room. I then had clear liquids which I didn't want. If I have learned nothing else from this experience, its that family no matter if you get along or not, was there for me around the clock; prayer changes things and sometimes when things happen to you its not about you but how you handle it which lets others know that even in the worst of times, there can be blessings as well.