An Update And Some Up-To-Date Thanks

If you've wondered why there haven't been any "Stethoscope" blog posts as of late, I've got your answer! It's a long story, but I'll try to give you the Cliff Notes version...

First, it was an extremely busy spring. From my last post, there was another several weeks of travelling and speaking. Hope to be able to update this blog with pics from several health care programs from that time frame.

Then came May 5. Just three days after I turned 35, I went into Missouri Baptist Medical Center for some scheduled surgery. On the docket that day was an inguinal hernia repair, abdominal/incisional hernia repair, some further reconstructive work on my face and a little bit of cosmetic surgery, just to put the icing on the cake. Surgery was performed by two awesome surgeons and lasted about 12 hours. Whew!

A few days after surgery, we realized something was very, very wrong. My bowels had not kicked in since surgery and I was in a whole, WHOLE lot of pain. A few X rays and CT scans later it was determined that, due to abdominal scar tissue and a lengthy surgery, I'd developed a bowel obstruction. Into emergency surgery and several more days of hospitalization. What should have been a trip to Mo Bap for one surgery and three nights of hospitalization turned into two operations and 11 nights of hospitalization.

First and foremost, a HUGE thank you goes to Dr. Omar Guerra and Dr. Timothy Jones for taking such good care of me. Next, thank you to my nurses and techs for helping so, SO much. Finally, to our friend, Jeff Robinson, and my mom-in-law, Faith Fredrick, for flying to STL to help Marvelyne during this lengthy hospitalization.

Another big THANK You goes to my parents and a handfull of other close friends for really helping Marvelyne by helping with Carson, bringing her coffee or taking a shift at the hospital so she could rest. Now, onto chapter 2 of this saga...

A week after being discharged from Mo Bap and coming home to Orlando, I hadn't progressed. In fact, I was hurting more and had less energy; precisely the opposite of healing. To the ER here in Orlando where (after an obligatory 5 hour wait), it was determined that the incision site from the bowel obstruction repair was infected...and bad. Next day, back into surgery (this time by Dr. Davis at Florida Hospital-East.) Infection cleaned out and, thankfully, had been contained in the abcess area. Yet, cultures returned that the infection was a particularly nasty, antibiotic resistant strain of something gross. Five more days of hospitalization and IV antibiotics and I was sent home with a handy dandy Picc line and orders to go to wound care and rcv 8 days of IV antibiotics.

Thanks goes to, first, Eric, a nurse in the Florida Hospital east ER for giving me extra drugs. A five hour uncomfortable wait deserves some extra pain killers and relaxation drugs...and Eric knew that. Next, thanks to Dr. Murphy, an antistesiologist(sorry, can't spell this word) fr his care and compassion prior to surgery. Finally, thanks to the nurses at same day services for all the info and for helping knock that nasty bug out of my system.

Now? Home and feeling much, MUCH better. This summer has been marked off for some rest, relaxation and recovery time, so you may not see a huge amount of posts. Either way, know that I'm grateful to everyone who helped me get through this nightmare called the month of May...and yes, I have stories galore of patient care that'll be fodder for the next health care book!