Thank you so much for your emails, comments, and prayers regarding my last blog post. I’m sorry I left you all hanging on how it went.. Sadly, this j-tube procedure didn’t go well at all, and it was physically and mentally traumatizing. π’ When my surgeon placed the tube while I was under anesthesia back in April, it was a different kind of tube that I’ve never had before. And we’re not sure why it happened, but it basically got stuck in the wall of my small intestine. The area was extremely raw and painful. When she and the resident tried removing this bad tube, they thought a topical lidocaine gel would be enough for the pain. She had difficulty grasping the tube with a certain tool the kit comes with, so she had to yank it out which pulled my abdominal wall and caused excruciating pain/bleeding. π
I’ve been through hundreds of uncomfortable procedures throughout the past 13 years, but this pain was a 10 out of 10, and I burst into tears (not normal for me at all, so this shows how bad it was..). In my head, I prayed, “Help me, God!” Sobs wracked my body, and I begged the doctors to utilize a local anesthetic with a needle around the site before they inserted the new j-tube.
They comforted me with tissues and kindly agreed to numb the area, but I was just thinking how this whole situation could have been avoided if they locally numbed the site in the first place instead of simply using a lidocaine gel before beginning the procedure. π
Tears kept falling even when I got home, as I was so emotionally traumatized. My mind continued to replay the nightmare that happened. It felt like I had an abdominal surgery, so I couldn’t walk well and had to stoop for several days.
During that time, I just wished I didn’t have to have a tube (since 2024 marks 10 years with one..). π But then I thought of God’s goodness. I can eat all kinds of foods now, and the tube is mainly just for medications (I used to need tube feeds and could only really tolerate soft foods by mouth like baby food pouches). If there are bad tasting supplements or meds, I can just flush it down my tube. π Whenever I have sepsis and am too sick to swallow pills, the nurses can use my tube.
Even though it was a very hard and traumatic day, I’m so thankful for God’s grace carrying me past that. Like the verse above that I lettered, I was feeling really down mentally. I know there will be more difficult days in the future, but the Lord understands what I’m going through—I am never alone. β€οΈ