#diagnostic laparoscopy

[makingmy-waydowntown]

I’m having my diagnostic laparoscopy for possible endometriosis today and if my Dr doesn’t find anything I’m going to actually crash out. That’s all.

[a-typical]

Endometriosis is a major cause of painful periods and painful sex among many other problems, i myself experienced it and had 3 surgeries to correct it. But there is another condition that effects just as many women and sometimes happens concurrently with endometriosis and because of this its also severely underdiagnosed. Because of this my doctor(s) (as there were multiple) who ran multiple tests and even performed multiple surgeries who always told me it was endo. Guess what? I had a much more serious problem that continued to get worse and worse until it was too late. I had uterine fibroids. So many that my only option was a hysterectomy...at 28. Because the doctors failed to diagnose me I was never able to have kids and i suffered for 17 years through agonizing pain, excessive bleeding to the point of needing multiple blood transfusions. And i couldn't exercise, sit certain ways or even enjoy sex for years. I now have a new life, but as a lesson, always get another opinion and do your research. It may change your life! Picture is graphic but i dont apologize as its what your uterus looks like filled with dozens of fibroids and over 10 times its normal size (see below)

[yovatompha-blog]

Let’s play a super fun game!

It’s called is my heating pad gonna give me burns this time?

Going in for a diagnostic Laparoscopy in a couple of weeks to finally find out if my constant pain is endometriosis. It took a long time a switching doctors and birth control a few different times to get to this point. I’m hoping I get anwsers but I know that If it is Endo that this is just the start, but I’m also worried that it’s not and I am going to have to start all over to try and figure out what is going on, why am I in pain all the time?

I was told I was fine multiple times that I was fine because nothing showed up on the multiple ultrasounds I had but here is a fun fact Endo can’t be seen on an ultrasound.

I’m so glad that I fought for my self and didn’t take listen to the doctors when they told me “well you are just in pain and that’s how it is”

It is so so important to be your own advocate and listen to your self! No body knows your body like you do! Listen to yourself!

[chronicallyinspiredx-blog]

Pt.2 the wait for surgery

So the consultant who signed the consent papers was by far the nicest and most understanding i’d seen so far. She seemed genuinely concerned about the amount i was bleeding, and how much pain i was in every day. The consent papers were signed on the 9th November 2017. In the mean time my GP was concerned i wasn’t informed fully of endometriosis, what it was and how it effected you, so she referred me to a different hospital, which has an endometriosis specialist at. I was nervous but really looking forward to my appointment, because although i hadn’t been diagnosed, i was almost certain i had it. At the end of the day, i know my body best. The day of the appointment came, and when i arrived i learned my appointment wasn’t with the endo specialist, it was in fact with a normal gynaecologist. I knew then the appointment was going to be pointless, but i made the trip so i may as well stay for it. I sat in the waiting room anxious and nervous until my name was called. When it was finally called, i was asked to go into a room with a student nurse, who asked me a ton of questions about how i felt, what type of pain i had, what were my symptoms and my general health. She then went into the consultants room, brought him up to speed, and i was called in with him. Before i had even entered the room, he clearly already had his mind made up about me. He started with explaining how i was wasting his time if i already had a surgery booked, how this has made a massive dent on the NHS because it all costs money. He did an internal examination and stated, everything looked normal, and i would be wasting more money by getting surgery cos he knew I didn’t have endometriosis.  I went away from that appointment feeling even more depressed than before, completely defeated, and i started to wonder if i was imaging all the symptoms i was having. I even contemplated cancelling my surgery, because i thought i was wasting money the NHS clearly didn’t have. My boyfriend persuaded me not too, and told me to ignore that appointment. And i’m so glad i took his advice. Soon after that i got my letter in the post for a pre op assessment, and my surgery date for the 3rd April 2018.  The pre op was all normal, asked about my general health, if i was allergic to anything. She explained the rundown of the day, how i would arrive and be taken to a ward. What i needed to bring, slippers, dressing gown, underwear and toiletries incase i needed an overnight stay. She also explained the risks because i am overweight, what would happen after when i got into recovery and then eventually back onto the ward. My mind was finally at ease about it all, i knew surgery was the right thing to do. No matter what the outcome was, if endometriosis was ruled out, then they would have to look into what else could be causing me to have all of these symptoms, and be in agonising pain every day.  Surgery day! I was up at 6:00am to have some toast, i wasn’t allowed any food or drinks after 7:00am, i was a bit anxious on the morning, i didn’t really feel like eating or drinking. I had one bite of my toast and left the rest. I got a bath and got my clothes on, grabbed my bag and headed to the car. When i got there, I was told my surgery wouldn’t be till 3:00 in the afternoon, and all i wanted was my boyfriend to be able to stay with me, and they said he wasn’t allowed. Which really didn’t help my anxiety. A lady over in the next bed to me was allowed her boyfriend to sit with her all day, i really didn’t understand why she was allowed and i wasn’t. So i asked the nurse, and she said i had been wrongly informed, and he could have been here. So i rang him to come back and keep me company. I got my gown on in the mean time, and had my surgeon/gynaecologist come and see me. She explained the procedure again, told me she was putting the Mirena Coil in during the surgery, which i really did not want. I tried to tell her no, but she was adamant i was getting it. I felt so pressured i ended up agreeing, then asking the nurse once she’d left to tell her i wasn’t getting it in. I decided against it purely because the injection had screwed my body up so much, i didn’t want anything else to potentially stop me from conceiving naturally.  I sat there all day with my boyfriend, he was an absolute god send, until finally my name was called. I grabbed my pillow, and walked down to theatre. The room was weird, full of medical equipment and a massive bed. I was asked to lie on the bed, get comfortable as possible, and he began sticking stickers all over my chest, feet, legs and back. Then began to put the drip in my hand, surprisingly didn’t hurt one bit. Once it was in, he raised the bed up, and they explained about the mask they were about to put over my face. My heart was racing so bad, they were really calming and reassuring. They told me to count back from 10, they placed the mask over my face, i remember 10, 9.... then i woke up in recovery.

Waking up for me was horrific, the breathing tube was being pulled out of my throat, i was gagging and choking from it. I am already asthmatic so i was gasping for air. The lady in recovery was so nice, i was crying because i couldn’t breathe, she put the oxygen mask on me and helped me to stop coughing and calm down. I kept trying to take it off asking for my boyfriend, because i was confused and upset. I just wanted him next to me. My oxygen levels kept dropping, so i took a while in recovery. After about 45 minutes in recovery i was wheeled back to the ward. Again continuously asking for my boyfriend, i just needed a familiar face, especially his. I was panicked and hated how much i couldn’t breathe. I was given more morphine, and really i couldn’t feel a thing anywhere. The massaging leg wraps i had on were a dream, wish i could have taken them home with me haha. They finally let my boyfriend come see me, it instantly lifted my mood. They explained that if my oxygen levels didn’t improve over the next 30/45 minutes i would have to be kept in over night. I was constantly drifting in and out of consciousness, and they decided i would need an overnight stay due to my lack of awareness, and my dropped oxygen levels. I was moved to a ward to try and get more comfortable. I was left by the nurses in my gown, with nothing else on my bottom half. I was bleeding very heavy, and after pressing and pressing my button, the nurses didn’t come and help me up. So my boyfriend bless him, had to help me. He had to help but a pad and underwear on me, since i couldn’t bend down, and i certainly wasn’t ready to stand on my own. He helped me dress and clean up a little, and then walked me to the toilet so i could try clean the bucket loads of blood and iodine off me from the surgery. The pain in my shoulders and lower back was unbearable, i spent the rest of the night crying in pain, i needed assistance all through the night just to get up and go to the toilet, i really struggled to walk due to being light headed, and my oxygen levels still weren’t great. I was discharged the next day at around lunch time. Although the pain in my shoulder was horrific, i found the more i moved around and walked a little bit the better i felt. I went to my boyfriends Nan’s house who kindly let me use her shower, since i don’t have a shower at home. He helped me change my dressings once i was done in the shower. Then his mam gave us her flat to live in for the week so he could care for me. I really don’t know what i would have done without him, both physically and mentally. He really was and is my rock. 

[a-typical]

Doctors: You can't have sex at least six weeks after surgery

Me, who hasn't had sex in [redacted]: Easy peasy lemon squeezy.

[a-typical]

I'm two weeks post op after a laproscopic salpingectomy (aka removal of my fallopian tubes). My tubes were attached to my uterus with some endometrial adhesions. The adhesions and scarring caused damage to the veins (kinda like varicose veins). Once I'm all healed up from this surgery, I'm going in for more to tie off the veins. There is a non-invasive surgery, but because of all the scarring, I'm not a candidate. Plus side, my incisions totally look like this sloth. (pic below)

[allaboutivf]

Laparoscopy: Know About Laparoscopy Operation at Indira IVF

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[riya17488729]

Laparoscopy: Know About Laparoscopy Operation at Indira IVF

Laparoscopy: Laparoscopy operation is a type of surgery that gives access to the abdomen's interior to look inside cavities for the purpose of diagnosis or therapy. Watch this detailed video. For more information on diagnostic laparoscopy, visit: https://www.indiraivf.com/infertility-treatment/laparoscopy