Day 5 after Surgery

[Lauritag20 47]

Hello all

I kinda struggling here and I need help from all my sleevers. I had surgery on 10/10 and I feel so very week I'm having a hard time with my liquids, every time I take a small sip of anything it seems to get stuck in my chest and then drops to my stomach making it cram please tell me it gets better

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[magtart 603]

Try different temperature liquids.

[pammyjo 4]

My sleeve was on 9/16.

I struggled as well. I had to only take small sips. I drank one 8oz bottle of tea that lasted all day. It will get better. Just take day by day. We have to learn how to eat and drink all over again. Or least I did. Take it slow and good luck.

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[Lauritag20 47]

I've tried different temperatures and it's all the same it's hard enough to get one 16oz Water bottle down by just sipping all day

I can't handle the Protein shakes since it dries my month instantly

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[saralm 13]

Omg thank you for writing this I. Also day 5 I have been pushing all day and have only managed 20 oz with quite a bit of pain involved I prefer salty broth that's pretty hot it hurts less but still does I'm in super regret mode today and just want to cry

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[grasseschic 15]

Don't worry..it does get better. I'm 10 days out, and feel much better than I did at 5 days. It gets better each day. I'm not getting in enough Water or Protein, but it's all good. I was having regrets too, but am better now.

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[siera63 94]

Omg thank you for writing these messages. I'm 3 days out and have just met the enemy.

He knocked me on my ass faster then anesthesia.

Puree chilli with cheddar sprinkled. I was eating slowly savoring every morsel just chit chatting with my nephew any son. And then.... it came out of no where, the cramp, the lock up, the lower left hook feeling in my belly, the instant muscle twitch and vibration.

I started to sweat in panic, omg, I'm pretty sure I saw Jesus, Mary and my great gramma when I hiccuped last nite.

What new level of Satan's Playground of Painful Curiosities will vomit be? Tears welled in my eyes.

I bolted from the table, sprinting to the bathroom.

[Reality ck- 'I clawed my way from my seat remained in a bent and twisted bodily position while holding my guts for dear life leaning on the counter edge for support and direction to the bathroom'] description provided by my kid who will one day be the only one in high school w/o a car "like everyone else". See if he thinks that's as funny. I digress.

I stood in the bathroom in a scared sweaty panic - 1 last step to assume the praise bowl position and I stopped. Now how in the name of everything good graceful and holy am I gonna get my ass in that position? I begin to cry. Not only am I in pain and scared but I'm prolly gonna have to clean my vomit too. My husband is jiggling the door, begging to get in and I yell no I don't want him to see me like this. The door flies open in comes both of them he grabs me and my son gets a cool rag for my head. They help me to my bed, where my son sits and says "mom, this is the part where all the really gross and disgusting things you do we ignore and help you thru it."

I can manage a moan.

My husband asks in his most gentle voice, "honey, what did you in. I need to log it so we know for next time."

I think for a second. It was that last partial teaspoon of chilli that was the criminal. It made the trip to my swollen Lil belly like a scud missile in the desert.

Wait, wait just a damn minute.

...log it? You have a log?

Did I tell ya'll I am a super duper big baby with pain?

I suppose ya'll figured that out already.

[glitter eyes 1,398]

It does get better. If you have already tried different temperatures and that didn't help; another thing to try is different types of Fluid. I did better with things like sugar free propel, Vitamin Water zero, flavor drops or powders added to my water and that helped. Even herbal teas went down easier than plain water. Keep experimenting.

It is very difficult to get fluids in early post op. It gets easier and easier as time passes.

Good luck

[LittleLizzieLilliput 919]

Omg thank you for writing these messages. I'm 3 days out and have just met the enemy.

He knocked me on my ass faster then anesthesia.

Puree chilli with cheddar sprinkled. I was eating slowly savoring every morsel just chit chatting with my nephew any son. And then.... it came out of no where, the cramp, the lock up, the lower left hook feeling in my belly, the instant muscle twitch and vibration.

I started to sweat in panic, omg, I'm pretty sure I saw Jesus, Mary and my great gramma when I hiccuped last nite.

What new level of Satan's Playground of Painful Curiosities will vomit be? Tears welled in my eyes.

I bolted from the table, sprinting to the bathroom.

[Reality ck- 'I clawed my way from my seat remained in a bent and twisted bodily position while holding my guts for dear life leaning on the counter edge for support and direction to the bathroom'] description provided by my kid who will one day be the only one in high school w/o a car "like everyone else". See if he thinks that's as funny. I digress.

I stood in the bathroom in a scared sweaty panic - 1 last step to assume the praise bowl position and I stopped. Now how in the name of everything good graceful and holy am I gonna get my ass in that position? I begin to cry. Not only am I in pain and scared but I'm prolly gonna have to clean my vomit too. My husband is jiggling the door, begging to get in and I yell no I don't want him to see me like this. The door flies open in comes both of them he grabs me and my son gets a cool rag for my head. They help me to my bed, where my son sits and says "mom, this is the part where all the really gross and disgusting things you do we ignore and help you thru it."

I can manage a moan.

My husband asks in his most gentle voice, "honey, what did you in. I need to log it so we know for next time."

I think for a second. It was that last partial teaspoon of chilli that was the criminal. It made the trip to my swollen Lil belly like a scud missile in the desert.

Wait, wait just a damn minute.

...log it? You have a log?

Did I tell ya'll I am a super duper big baby with pain?

I suppose ya'll figured that out already.

I'm not allowed anything like Chili and cheese for weeks. I had my surgery on 10/10and can only get liquids down.

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[Lauritag20 47]

Omg thank you for writing these messages. I'm 3 days out and have just met the enemy.

He knocked me on my ass faster then anesthesia.

Puree chilli with cheddar sprinkled. I was eating slowly savoring every morsel just chit chatting with my nephew any son. And then.... it came out of no where, the cramp, the lock up, the lower left hook feeling in my belly, the instant muscle twitch and vibration.

I started to sweat in panic, omg, I'm pretty sure I saw Jesus, Mary and my great gramma when I hiccuped last nite.

What new level of Satan's Playground of Painful Curiosities will vomit be? Tears welled in my eyes.

I bolted from the table, sprinting to the bathroom.

[Reality ck- 'I clawed my way from my seat remained in a bent and twisted bodily position while holding my guts for dear life leaning on the counter edge for support and direction to the bathroom'] description provided by my kid who will one day be the only one in high school w/o a car "like everyone else". See if he thinks that's as funny. I digress.

I stood in the bathroom in a scared sweaty panic - 1 last step to assume the praise bowl position and I stopped. Now how in the name of everything good graceful and holy am I gonna get my ass in that position? I begin to cry. Not only am I in pain and scared but I'm prolly gonna have to clean my vomit too. My husband is jiggling the door, begging to get in and I yell no I don't want him to see me like this. The door flies open in comes both of them he grabs me and my son gets a cool rag for my head. They help me to my bed, where my son sits and says "mom, this is the part where all the really gross and disgusting things you do we ignore and help you thru it."

I can manage a moan.

My husband asks in his most gentle voice, "honey, what did you in. I need to log it so we know for next time."

I think for a second. It was that last partial teaspoon of chilli that was the criminal. It made the trip to my swollen Lil belly like a scud missile in the desert.

Wait, wait just a damn minute.

...log it? You have a log?

Did I tell ya'll I am a super duper big baby with pain?

I suppose ya'll figured that out already.

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Oh my! I thought o was having a hard time

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[kuhn124 7]

I had that trouble the day they were going to send me home. It stayed right at the bottom of my chest, I'd spit it right back up. They did a panel n a CBC on me, came bk and gave me some medicine. I'm doing fine now. I had my surgery on October 6th. It will get better

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[Lauritag20 47]

Thank you all I woke up this morning feeling so much better

Thank you

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[kuhn124 7]

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[mr1121 59]

@Laurietag20. I have the same issue. I tested today and didn't drink anything till about 1/2 hr ago and I woke up at 6:30. Well I thought I finally was past the pain. I had a BM early am but just drank a tiny bit of Water and the pain in my upper back between my shoulders came right back

Michelle Rose

Spring TX 77373

[Aaaaaa1234 87]

Omg thank you for writing these messages. I'm 3 days out and have just met the enemy.

He knocked me on my ass faster then anesthesia.

Puree chilli with cheddar sprinkled. I was eating slowly savoring every morsel just chit chatting with my nephew any son. And then.... it came out of no where, the cramp, the lock up, the lower left hook feeling in my belly, the instant muscle twitch and vibration.

I started to sweat in panic, omg, I'm pretty sure I saw Jesus, Mary and my great gramma when I hiccuped last nite.

What new level of Satan's Playground of Painful Curiosities will vomit be? Tears welled in my eyes.

I bolted from the table, sprinting to the bathroom.

[Reality ck- 'I clawed my way from my seat remained in a bent and twisted bodily position while holding my guts for dear life leaning on the counter edge for support and direction to the bathroom'] description provided by my kid who will one day be the only one in high school w/o a car "like everyone else". See if he thinks that's as funny. I digress.

I stood in the bathroom in a scared sweaty panic - 1 last step to assume the praise bowl position and I stopped. Now how in the name of everything good graceful and holy am I gonna get my ass in that position? I begin to cry. Not only am I in pain and scared but I'm prolly gonna have to clean my vomit too. My husband is jiggling the door, begging to get in and I yell no I don't want him to see me like this. The door flies open in comes both of them he grabs me and my son gets a cool rag for my head. They help me to my bed, where my son sits and says "mom, this is the part where all the really gross and disgusting things you do we ignore and help you thru it."

I can manage a moan.

My husband asks in his most gentle voice, "honey, what did you in. I need to log it so we know for next time."

I think for a second. It was that last partial teaspoon of chilli that was the criminal. It made the trip to my swollen Lil belly like a scud missile in the desert.

Wait, wait just a damn minute.

...log it? You have a log?

Did I tell ya'll I am a super duper big baby with pain?

I suppose ya'll figured that out already.

o wow sorry that had happened to u but I didn't even know u can have chili 3 days out I was on liquids only

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