Im coming up on almost two weeks post surgery. I feel a little better each day, am not taking pain pills, am still sore but improving. Im going yet again to see my doctor crush Dr. Vashi. At this point two of my four drains have been removed. My right side is healing at a fantastic rate and he has put two fills in my expanders. Its really neat how they fill the expander. They use a little magnet to find the opening and then insert a needle into the expander. Its more uncomfortable than it is painful. I am anxious to see what it feels like once Im healed because I suspect the pain I do feel has more to do with the surgery itself and not the expander. He removes one of my left side drains at this visit but I can tell hes not happy with what he is seeing of the one remaining drain. The color of the fluid is refusing to change. I would learn later that this is a huge indicator to the doctor that things are not moving along as they should. Hes concerned there may be infection although he does not tell me that at this time. I return in two days to have the last drain removed. The drains, while they provide a huge service, are also a problem as they cannot be left in too long. Every day that they are in, you are susceptible to infection and problems. Wounds like to heal and you dont want your skin to heal around the drain sticking out your side. Dr. Vashi removes the drains because at this point it seems (I am surmising) that the bad part of drains is dangerously close to outweighing the good. Its a Friday and I am to see Dr. Guenther for the follow-up on his part of the surgery on Monday. Dr. Vashi is concerned and decides to start me on an antibiotic. He chooses a 10 day course of Cipro. He and I did not know it then but that was the start of my very intimate relationship with antibiotics! I didnt know what I should expect from this surgery, how could I? In retrospect there were things that I perhaps should have known were not really how it should be and I chalked it up to, it must be part of the surgery. Do I regret not knowing, no, not really. There was nothing I could have done to change what was about to happen so KNOWING it was going to happen would have only spiked the blood pressure.
Posted on: Fri, 31 Jan 2014 17:06:21 +0000
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