Sigmoid colon resection laparoscopically. Scary even to say it. For your sake, please don’t Google for it.
If you picture your colon as a hose, this process is basically cutting out the section that has the failing diverticula, then gluing and suturing the two healthy pieces back together using chopsticks – by feel – inside a patients body. There are people who do this sort of thing over a hundred times a month. I had the best person for the job in Rochester and he had an impressive record of success. The procedure was scheduled for Friday April 8th at 7:30AM.
Side effects were highly unlikely and your diet would need no changes (if you had a high fiber diet like me). No problem with seeds, nuts or anything. You just need to get cleaned out, get cut, glued and stitched and then get healthy. Back to work in less than a week.
Google for it and every possible thing that could go wrong is mentioned and highlighted. Images of being at a football game, or in a meeting at the office wearing a colostomy bag ran through my mind every night.
If you don’t do it – things get even worse.
You may never have another attack. More likely (80+%) you will have another attack within the next ten years and you won’t hurt as much. That is until your colon perforates and you are rushed to the emergency room for an emergency colectomy. They also clean out your abdomen and you enjoy several months of hospital time while they keep you fed, watered and pumped full of IV antibiotics. There is a high mortality rate.
I became excited about getting the surgery done and over with.
It went perfectly.
We arrived at 5:45AM, I put on the backless gown and went to sleep at 7:45AM and I woke up with no pain and my Wife by my side around 11:00AM. No complications and everything according to plan. I had one tiny incision where a drain was at work, a tiny one in my belly button and a larger one held closed with a scary length of metal staples. The JP drain was gross, but I understood the need. Nothing by mouth for at least twelve hours.
The next day I had a liquid breakfast and enjoyed IV pain medicine. It wasn’t uncomfortable and I began to feel pretty good about the decision. That night I had vegetable soup and some cranberry juice followed by a delicious Italian ice. Night passed quickly and the next morning was oatmeal and black coffee – and the news that I was headed home. Best Sunday morning ever.
My incredible Wife drove me home slowly to avoid the bumps and after a pit stop at the pharmacy for some high power meds (Norco) I was home and napping peacefully in my own bed. I woke up a few hours later with a sore back and enjoyed some soup. Six hours later and it was two pain pills and lights out.
I woke up around 6:00PM with a horrible burning sensation in my back on the left hand side. I actually looked for ashes or at least a wasp or something. Nothing on the bed. I called the nurse and asked about pain meds ‘between’ my pain meds and was proscribed some Advil. The pain became worse – same burning location. I tried ice packs, I tried a heating pad and stretched as best I could. Another panic call to the doctor and I was taking Norco every four hours. It only became worse. At 6:45AM we were in the emergency room – something was very wrong.