Uterine fibroids are so big that they can be touched by hand, this is the whole process of my surgery

I was diagnosed with uterine fibroids during the 2020 physical examination. Fortunately, the fibroids were not too big at the time. The medical examiner advised me to follow up. If the fibroids grew too fast or too large, surgery was required.

However, due to the epidemic, the promised “follow-up” has become “always delayed without checking.”

As a result of this: Last year, I had an open surgery. So, I drew the whole process of the operation.

One day at the end of March 2021, I was watching TV at home and suddenly felt a bulge in my lower abdomen. I felt a bulge in the position of the uterus. It’s big, and sometimes it hurts a bit.

Although I didn’t have any other symptoms, I was quietly in a cold sweat. I started to worry about “is this going to require surgery”.

I haven’t had any surgery in my life, and I still feel a little nervous thinking about it.

Also, ever since I was able to feel my fibroids, I’ve always felt strange in my lower abdomen.

Actually, I don’t know how the feeling was different from that of a normal person at the time, and it’s even harder to describe what’s wrong with this “abnormality”, but it’s hard not to pay attention to it.

After thinking about it, the only solution I was left with was: Take my leg into the hospital and see if I really need surgery.

Actually, since I was a child, I have been very afraid of seeing a doctor, and always felt that “it’s my fault that I’m sick”, because I didn’t take good care of my body, and the results were given to others (including doctors, family, friends) trouble.

So I’ve been hesitant, unable to muster up the courage to go to the hospital, and don’t know what to say to the doctor.

On the other hand, I also believe in doctors and science. After all, as an ordinary person without professional training, there is really no way to let my body get sick, or leave this problem to some people. less professional people.

So, I also understand that, under the circumstances at that time, going to the hospital to see a doctor was the best choice I should make.

Under the game of two ambivalences, I dragged on for a while, and finally, after being half-severely reprimanded and half-gentlely comforted by my roommate, Mr. Ge, I went to the hospital to hang up.

My attending physician is an associate chief physician with a profile that says “specializing in the treatment of benign uterine fibroids.”

On the day of my consultation, after seeing my B-ultrasound results, she said to me:

“Your fibroids are big and numerous, you know?”

Again! Big! again! many!

Her tone was so relaxed that it seemed to me for a moment that the condition was unreal.

There’s a sense of “great and plentiful fruit on the tree” comical absurdity.

Fortunately, her series of consultations and examinations were very professional.

Now that I think back to her pompous tone and unhesitating rectal exam, it seems to dispel my fear of doctors to some extent. For me, the experience was unprecedented and inexplicable.

Eventually, the doctor concluded that laparotomy was needed.

Because I have a lot of fibroids, and one of them grows to 8 cm, laparoscopic surgery is likely to be difficult to clean and cause a lot of blood, so I chose to open it after negotiating with my doctor. Abdominal surgery.

After confirming the surgery, I inevitably asked the question that all patients ask,

“Excuse me, is this surgery risky?”

My doctor immediately became exaggerated and she said:

“My God, this operation has been developed for hundreds of years, and the risk is very low.”

Well, that confidence under the pomp does make me feel relieved for no apparent reason.

Although I knew that the operation was not difficult, it was inevitable that I would feel some stress and anxiety when I walked out of the hospital.

I was also impressed by another thing: when discussing surgical options with my doctor, my gynecologist first discussed with me the impact of many surgeries and diseases on future fertility.

Because after uterine fibroids surgery, absolute contraception is required for two years, the doctor first asked me if I had a plan to prepare for pregnancy, and repeatedly emphasized that if I had surgery now, it would affect my pregnancy preparation.

In my opinion, the patient’s own health should be the priority at all times.

Under this priority, discuss future effects on fertility.

Anyway, during the days I was preparing for surgery, I began to re-perceive my womb and re-think my life as a woman.

In the past 30 years of life, by chance, I did not recognize myself as a “second sex”, nor did I use society’s requirements for women to demand myself .

In my longstanding view, any of us should be recognized as human beings first, and we should cultivate ourselves with various qualities and responsibilities of a person. Instead of asking yourself for a certain gender.

But this time, I’m for real, dealing with a disease that is unique to my gender. This experience has made my sense of life more three-dimensional.

Two days before the operation, I was admitted to the hospital ahead of schedule to do some necessary examinations and preparations for the operation, such as electrocardiogram, MRI, several blood tests, and nucleic acid tests in advance.

The doctor explained to me the possible risks of surgery, such as massive bleeding, malignant tumor biopsy, need to remove the uterus, intraoperative urinary tract adhesions, etc.

The doctor who explained was serious and described the possible risks very clearly, as if it were certain to happen.

Intellectually I am well aware that this is a matter of probability, but emotionally I would like to be comforted.

I never imagined that the “adventure” would begin the day before the surgery.

In the afternoon, the nurse brought two packs of laxatives and told me to mix them in two liters of water and drink them within two hours.

Although I usually think that two liters is not too much, but I really tried it, and I found out: two liters of water is really, I can’t drink it at all!

I ended up drinking a bottle and a half in five hours and running to the toilet almost every twenty minutes during that time.

After ten o’clock in the evening, I was not allowed to eat or drink as required. Just when I thought the emptying was over and I could finally rest, another nurse came.

She said to me: You’re going to have two enemas.

In the hospital, as a patient, facing doctors and nurses, I seem to changeI don’t care too much about physical privacy, which is probably the inner drive to believe in science.

Anyway, my ass took on too much during the entire procedure.

Then the next morning surgery.

I was the first radio in the morning, and the nurse pushed me into the operating room after 8:00. The medical staff kept coming in and out, repeatedly confirming my name, the bracelet, and the name of the procedure.

This kind of indifferent but careful, repeated confirmation is equally reassuring.

It was cold in the operating room, and I was put under anesthesia shortly after the attending doctor came in. Then I completely lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, I was told “four hours have passed”.

I could feel some tubes in my body, and a needle in my hand, and then I fell asleep again.

During the first day after surgery, I had a lot of fluids and injections.

I checked my name, bracelet, drug allergies, etc. over and over again. During this process, I kept waking up and falling asleep again.

Because of the analgesic pump, I fell into a drowsy sleep on the first day after the operation, and I hardly felt any abnormality.

On the second day after surgery, I actually started to feel pain.

The pain of the wound, the pain caused by the drainage tube, and the urinary catheter are all tolerable.

The most unbearable thing is the pain caused by the unexhausted gas in the abdominal cavity.

When doctors and nurses came to the ward, they were also most concerned about the question of “whether the gas was exhausted”.

I didn’t release it all day.

Later, the nurse aunt said that she could buy some orange peels and soak them in water. Teacher Ge went to the hospital to buy oranges, peeled them and soaked them in water. I drank some and farted at night.

Sure enough, it was much better after the exhaust.

The last few days in the hospital were nothing special. On the third day after the operation, the drainage tube was pulled out. Under the doctor’s advice, I continued to move on the ground to prevent intestinal adhesions.

The nurse aunt helped me clean my body and also had liquid meals arranged by the hospital. The doctors and nurses came to the wards on time and didn’t take special care of me.

I realized later that if the doctor doesn’t care about you, it means that your problem is not a big deal.

Life in the hospital is quiet, with doctors and nurses all in order.

Perhaps because of the maternity and infant hospital, the overall atmosphere is not as chaotic and complicated as the hospital in my impression, but it made me feel a bit like a vacation.

I was discharged from the hospital on the fourth day after the operation, and then I was recuperating at home.

After surgery, I was still active and walking around as directed by the doctor, so I recovered quickly. Basically, after a week, I can move freely, and after three weeks, I can walk to the follow-up consultation by myself.

This hospitalization experience made me cherish my health and real life more, and I am grateful to Mr. Ge for taking care of me and my friends for their advice and concern.

Afterword

It has been almost a year since my surgery. During this time, my physical condition has been very good.

As soon as the wound stopped hurting, I resumed exercising, but much less frequently than before the surgery.

For the female friends who have seen this, I would like to say: please be sure to have regular physical examinations, pay attention to your diet, eat more meat (supplement protein), eat less sugar, and strengthen your fitness. After all, you have more muscles. , healing is faster after surgery.

After posting this article on my official account, I also received a lot of comments from readers.

Many people told me: After reading your article, I finally got the courage to do the surgery! I was also told that although surgery was required, my family did not agree.

I would like to say: the body is our own, and we all need to learn to be the master of our own body.

In the end, the total cost of my surgery was about 15,000, the medical insurance reimbursed about 12,000, and the out-of-pocket part was more than 3,000.

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The author of this article is an unmarried, unmarried woman who suffers from multiple uterine fibroids. It is indeed difficult to decide the timing of surgery.

After all, many people’s concept is: if a knife is used on the uterus, isn’t that hurting the uterus? What if I can’t get pregnant in the future?

In fact, it is not. Our doctors will analyze it from another angle: If so many and such large fibroids can be cleaned up in time, it will also protect the uterus and also protect the uterus. It is the protection of female reproductive function.

Because, with such a severe uterus with multiple fibroids, the chances of direct pregnancy are very slim.

Furthermore, fibroids are likely to grow larger and larger over time, followed by menorrhagia, secondary anemia, pressure on the bladder or rectum The impact on physical health caused by abnormal urination and defecation is obvious.

As the author himself understands, “At all times, the patient’s own health should be given priority.

Under this priority, we will discuss the possible impact on future fertility”, which also coincides with the concept of “the right to life is greater than the right to reproduction” that our doctors have always advocated.

Imagine, if a woman can’t even guarantee basic physical health, how can she give birth? How can you give birth?

Myomectomy is one of the most common surgical operations performed by gynecologists. It is relatively easy and clear in terms of technical difficulty and perioperative management.

The author’s hospitalization and surgery also proved this, and her recovery from surgery was quick with no sequelae.

This true story also tells everyone that diseases are not terrible, so don’t be afraid of diseases. Those operations that must be done should be done as soon as they should be done, and don’t delay if they should be done early!

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