Out From Under the Umbrella

playing in the rain

Under the Knife


Robotic surgery

I’ve been a little scarce.  There’s a reason for that.

I’ve had this sneaking suspicion that I had a hernia for a while.  A good while.  A couple of years.  But it was small.  Since I didn’t think it was life-threatening I just let it go.

Over the New Year’s holiday I undertook a little project and noticed that the longer I was on my feet that little lump became a large bulge.  Not good.  And it was tender.  But I could still put it back.

I did decide that maybe I might outta go to the doctor about it.  First of all to make sure that my self-diagnoses was accurate seeing how I got my P.H.D. from a Cracker Jack box.  Second of all to make sure that it wasn’t serious.

When I made the appointment the receptionist wanted to know the purpose of the visit.  “Well, I think I have a hernia.  I’ve got a bulge where there shouldn’t be one.” When I get there for the appointment I have to repeat it for the doctor.  Then I have to show him.  He touched it and said, “Hmm…yeah, that’s a hernia. Get dressed and I’ll be back.”

A few minutes later he returned to the room.  A wry smile comes over his face and he says, “That’s, um, impressive.  Can you put it back in?”

“Yes, I can put it back in.  I do it all the time.”

“It’s an inguinal hernia. You need to have surgery.  You need to do it before it becomes incarcerated.  If that happens it’ll be an emergency surgery.”

He refers me to a surgeon.

I’ve never had surgery before.  The surgeon asks me over and over again if I’ve had surgery.   He says this kind of hernia usually happens when someone has had a previous surgery, like an appendectomy or a hysterectomy, and the tissue covering the organs is weakened.

Nope.  All my parts are present and accounted for.  I’ve still got everything I came here with.

Long story short, last Wednesday I had a robot putting a patch over the hole in my peritoneum.  More specifically there was a surgeon using a joystick to put a patch over the hole in my peritoneum so my guts wouldn’t spill out.  Nice, huh?

I don’t remember much about the whole thing.  When I checked in they started a sleepy-time IV pronto.  Thirty minutes later they wheeled me to the o.r. I moved from the bed to the operating table and the last thing I remember was the anesthesiologist saying, “Now I’m going to give you some medicine…” I was out.  I didn’t even get to count backwards.

After the surgery I woke up in recovery and an hour or so later I was headed home. The nurse told me I should take my time getting up for a few days.  “Don’t just spring up, you might get dizzy and fall.”

“Don’t worry. I don’t think I’ll be springing anywhere for a day or two.”

Since I’ve never had any kind of surgery I had no idea what to expect for recovery.  I thought I’d be back to normal by Friday.  Did. Not. Happen.  But I’m pretty much there now. This is such a minor thing. It is minor, isn’t it?

Anyway, I did go back to work on Monday which I may get into a little trouble with the surgeon over. I have a desk job.  I can sit at a desk as well as I can sit on a couch.  Do you know what it’s like to sit on a couch?  For days?  B – o – r – i – n – g!   Ain’t nobody got time for that!

32 thoughts on “Under the Knife

  1. Just don’t go dancing like the people in that video! 🙂

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  2. I’ve gone under the knife a few times, mostly soccer injuries, one in particular via my “lifestyle”, but I won’t get into that here. LOL

    Welcome back! Happy to know you’re back to normal, or closing in on it. You ARE normal most of the time, right? 😉 😛


  3. So glad your surgery went well, Ruth, and welcome back. xx


    • Thanks, Victoria. I’m guessing it did go quite well. From what I’ve been reading most people don’t really return to work or normal activity for at least a week. I’ve been wondering what all the fuss is about. I could see it if I was climbing telephone poles or digging ditches. That wouldn’t be happening.

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  4. Glad you caught it before it got serious! I hope you’re back to your Teletubby self soon so you won’t be so bored. 😉


  5. Good to hear you got it taken care of !


  6. So this Robot named DaVinci poked five holes in me and took part of my innards out. I was useless for weeks. Next month I get a new knee and will be out for a month. You are right. Ain’t nobody got time for that. Especially at this age. You’ll be fine if you just start out with gentle waltzes.


    • Small world! DaVinci did mine, too! But all my bits are still present and accounted for. I can imagine that having them removed would have been a little more traumatic.

      It is difficult to be sidelined, especially when you think about it in terms of a month. On the bright side everyone I know who has had to have knee replacement has said without a doubt it was the best decision they made.

      I’ve been waltzing since Saturday. I started walking a mile to a mile and a half each day. My dogs need it as much as I do.


  7. First, I’m glad it went well for you. Second, only one surgery in my life and that was to repair a torn Achilles’ tendon. Third, great video. I was it before a while back but it was fun seeing it again. Thanks.


  8. No wonder I was so ruthless…

    I’m glad you’re OK. Welcome back. 🙂

    LoL at the video!! I’ve heard at least the original, if not the auto tune before… Still hilarious.


  9. Glad to see you Ruth and glad the surgery went well


  10. I am happy you got it taken care of now before it got serious. Preventative measures are always worth it!!


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