Tom, spoil yourself for at least three weeks. Let yourself be waited upon, cooked for, and sleep every moment you can get. Take all the pain meds allowed, you'll heal faster. You may be ready to go, but your body gets to recover from a major surgery. Glad you're okay!

Damn, I leave for 4 days and scavs has organs removed. Hope you feel better bro. let me know if there is anything i can do for you

we're glad you are home! take care of Yourself and don't push it.

I just read all the well wishes, really want to to thank everyone again. It is an amazing feeling to come back and read the comments and well wishes. Last night was the first night that I actually got some sleep but feeling pretty disoriented this morning, still catching my bearing. Think it might have to do with all the dilutad(?) that I was given to try and control the pain (up to 1.5mg every hour at one point and I was started at .5mg) Without a doubt, it was the most traumatic situation of my life and hopefully there is nothing more becuase not sure I can handle it. Timeline is on the way

:)

Sorry it took so long to post my "Get well, best wishes". My wife is having her Gall Bladder removed on Oct. 15th. Any advice? I've already told her she has to arrange help for the 24-25 (BC and all).

glad you made it..i had the doc install a gps..you should not get lost anymore!!

Hey Scav...glad you pulled through...you should feel fine in no time...a friend of mine had her GB removed and felt normal after 2 or 3 days...don't be fooled though, even though you feel good DO NOT lift anything otherwise you'll open up...

Good Luck on the recovery...

Wait, they lost not only his electronics, but his keen fashion sense? If I were Scav, I'd sure as shootin' try to keep out of the hospital for the foreseeable future.

Good to have you back, Scavs.

It's not just a GPS Matt but has the ability to screen all waitress urges he might have from this point on. An electrical current is sent south of his scar to neuter any desire for bimbettes under the age of ........ ? I leave the last part to everyones imagination!!

Great to have you back here Tom. Hope you recover swiftly and uneventfully.

Timeline....SO COMEDY:)

I have a feeling there will be large gaps Sun-Tuesday night:)

What hospital is that? Turkey General?

According to the Scav-o-meter...we won't miss a beat!:D

Welcome back - can't wait to read the, sure to be a hit, timeline.

Timeline
 

Groggy but what the hell, need to laugh some.

August 31th and September 8th - self induce vomiting to ease pressure within stomach area, feel ok afterwards
September 14th - 10pm - Try to go to sleep early becuase of 7am flight out of O'Hare to Lexington
September 15th - Midnight - Try to self induce vomiting again and getting nothing in return, pain increasing
September 15th - 2am - Try and drive self to closest emergency room (which I looked up on internet) but there wasn't an emergency room where I went). Got home
September 15th - 2:30am - Call 911 because can't handle pain anymore
September 15th - 2:45am - Ambulance arrives, vitals are ok except heart rate and blood pressure
September 15th - 2:55am - Get to hospital and get shot of diluated, start to calm down, parents arrive
September 15th - 3:45am - Get 2nd shot because first shot didn't do anything
September 15th - 6am - Doctor finally comes to observe me, pain has subsided and feel normal
September 15th - 6:05am - Dad starting to break Indy 500 record to get me from hospital to home to airport for 7:26am departure flight
September 15th - 7:25am - Arrive at O'Hare, two bitch helpers deny me any opportunty to get on plane, as it was delayed by 20 minutes because of Flood 2008
September 15th - 7:35am - Find tall dude and ask him for help, he hears situation, looks up some stuff on computer, calls one of his girls, and then tells me "have a good time" Scav happy ;)
September 15th - 7:45am - get through security and start running through as I was in gate F which is on ass end of O'Hare, not close
September 15th - 7:52am - Arrive at gate and they haven't even boarded yet, hilarious bitch helpers had no clue and didn't even bother helping out a customer
September 15th - 8:08am - Take off and try and get 45 minutes of shut eye, not really working
September 15th - 10am - Arrive at Bluegrass Airport, what a scene
September 15th - 10:15am - Find Chuck, I know I am looking forward to learning all day
September 15th - 10:30am - Bid on first horse, get smoked, but got to see a big go through and the process, pretty hilarious
September 15th - 11am - Out back and observing all these horse, amazing. See everyone within the industry that you can think of, but Headley, Lucas, and Baffert very prominent
September 15th - 5pm - Call it a day at least from the sale perspective, head to Chuck's new farm
September 15th - 5:30pm - HOLY COW what an amazing area, Chuck rolls up and there is just more land that I have ever seen in my lifetime, the barns are amazing and the horses are just awesome. we get out of car and 3 new yearlings are already there along with. Here comes Sgt Bethani (who is NOTHING like you would think but a down ass chick) and I ask 'Can I walk a horse" and I get my wish and get to walk two horses down a 90 degree hill to their paddock for the night, was unbelievable as they both listening to me, one of them was Sox a Fire and can't remember the other one.
September 15th 5:45pm - Go back down hill to observe the yearlings again. The 1st Mizzen Mast and theatrical get their own and the Smarty and Roman Ruler need to friend training, Roman smoked the smarty for sniffing the wrong area and gave him an old fashion kick, it was awesome to see. They start running the fences and stopping, the yearlings were surprisingly friendly, Cool Clue tries to run the place, staring down the RR and Smarty, and then going to stare down at Theatrical.
September 15th 8pm - Time to pass out as havent had any sleep, tell Chuck I am sorry if he wanted to party because wife was out of town but this guy can't hang like he used to (48 hours of no sleep used to be nothing).

If anyone questions the amount of hard work that Chuck or any other of these trainers do, they are really mistaken, granted I was running on sleep deprivation and pending ridiculous surgerys so my body was jacked up, but I was cashed by 2pm down there, and he went at it from 6am to 10pm, and then did it again the following day, I want nothing to do with that :)

September 16th - 5:45am - Wake up and go to bathroom, urine is completely brown, thought it might be narcotics from night before, feel good. Get ready to go to training center

More to come, have to get up and walk.......

:eek:

i know..forgive him...Obviously he's:

1) Spent too much time being clinical

2) Thinks "DT" stands for Doctor Trail

3) Is heavily sedated and is now wandering outside yelling "STELLA...STELLA"

I do know this much, geometry and physics are not his strong suit. I'm still trying to picture this.....

:eek:

"Hoochie Mamma Hoochie Mamma"

Did not catch that....very very funny image!

Cont
 

September 16th - 6:40am - Cherie starts yelling already :)
September 16th - 6:45am - Appoint works and abdomin starts to hurt, not real bad, go get bottle of water as I figured it was because I hadn't eaten a normal diet
September 16th - 8:30am - Time to get Tom to airport, abdomin progressly getting worse but figuring not a real big fan of going to KY hospital
September 16th - 9:15am - Get to airport, thank Chuck for everything (he was awesome, as usual) and get to security
September 16th - 9:20am - Get to Security and it is only one station, and they mess with THREE Chinese in front of me because they were traveling for China, all were randomly selected for increased security check, meanwhile I walked right through
September 16th - 9:45am - call parents again and tell them that we might have to go back to hospital because same pain is there
September 16th - 10:10am - board plane, and know it is a bad idea
September 16th - 10:15am - take off, moving forward and backward in smallest plane seat ever, plane is hot as can be. THANK GOD it was only a 45 minute flight. Get up multiple times throughout the flight to go to bathroom to cool face down, sweating profusely. Just about to land and I get up to grab my bag (only had one) so I could put all my stuff in there, except my cell phone and IPOD because I figured I would have the same wait as I did before, guy next to me goes "I think she wants you to sit" and I go "Listen, I am getting up to get my bag because obviously I don't feel good, or haven't you noticed my pacing and back and forth rocking, my abdomin is killing me.
September 16th 10:25am - Land, 2nd we taxi I get up and make way to front. Tell girl who says "I know, you don't have to explain, you seem like you are in a lot of pain", they open the door and because of small plane, you had to actually walk to your gate, really hilarious, they won't come and 'clear' the walking gate so she askes the pilot to take me, he says sure. TSA girl agent with biggest nose ever goes "YOU CAN'T BE HERE" and pilot goes "He has a medical emergency, leave him alone" High tail to Dad who is waiting for me, talking to TSA agent who he told that I had a medical emergency, and they let him wait (which they don't do at any airport).
September 16th 10:30am - Get into car and let it all out, couldn't handle the pain anymore. Mom calls emergency room and says I am on the way
Timing gets fuzzy from here on out but I think I remember how it went.....

Get into emergency room and they try and make me sit down, I sit for 2 seconds and the pain is excruciating, had to get up and pace, get vitals checked and everything through the roof. Get put into room 4 and all things start getting taken off me, still in ton of pain. Shirt/pants/shoes, all in bag.
Get moved to room 1 and blood drawn and pain meds administrated, start to relax but still in lot of pain. Really good ER doctor comes and talks to parents. My billy rubin level was a 10, where normal is a 1, and I had a high white cell blood count and liver levels were higher then normal. ER Doctor thinks it could be gall stones. Orders cat scan and ultrasound, more pain meds prescribated. Bears game is put on TV so able to focus on something. Go for catscan, results come back negative as they find nothing. go back to room 1. Go to ultrasound and guy doing it says he sees gallstones. I am relieved, figured that was easily treatable. More pain meds extending. ER gets extremely busy including guy next to us yelling at nurse and eventually leaving. Dad asked me for my cell phone and I say "It should be in my shorts" and we start looking for it. No shorts. Dad asks nurses and start search. I ask for my IPOD, can't find that either. Get admited to actual hospital for observation and pain comes back. Have own room.

From Sunday 6am to Wednesday 8pm, get zero sleep, only pain med enduced sleep, and the longest that was was 1.5 hours. Monday was alot of waiting, I had an ERCP scheduled for 4:15pm, which is where they stick a camera down your throat and try to see the gall bladder/pancreas/liver and see what is going on in bile ducts. Feel nothing, doctor says no stones are found and everything looked good, start to feel better. Surgeon still wants to pull gall bladder because of constant pain. Surgery scheduled 7:15am, getting taken down there at 6:15am. Back up in room by 7pm, pain meds enduced. Have new roomate, 57 year old guy that looked like he was 85, deaf and looked like he hated life. Farting and snoring like crazy. In and out just sitting there and hit buzzer for more meds at 11:15pm (nurse shift change). No response for 25 minutes, I get out of bed and walk over with IV and pump, hunched over, see a bunch of people and say "Can I please get a nurse to administer some pain meds please, I can't handle this right now" They put me in wheel chair and get me back to room. Get back to room and nurse comes back and says, I am going to double your dose, I can see your pain. Gives me 1mg of Diluated(?).

1am Tuesday I have to call her and in extreme pain, hunched over and essentially whimpering, please. She administers. Talk to her real quick and turns a corner on the niceness level, was bitch to start, not after 2nd pain shot. Call her back at 2am, insane pain. She says that, "I am going to give you 1.5mg but I can't give you anymore until 6am, are you ok with this, I say "ANYTHING". She administered and I am out, wake up at 5:30am and ask for me, she says sure, gets me .5mg and says "You will also get a pepcid and valium presurgery". Get both of those at 6am, feel GREAT :)

get lead to surgery, surgeon is late, I get on table and doctor comes in and say "Hi Tom, remember me," I say yes and then I pass out :)

Next I know I wake up in recovery and start freaking out because I see the clock and it took what I thought was an hour longer then it should. Nurse asks me if in any pain and I say yes and can I see my parents? she says No. I ask her "What happened" and she responds, just relax and chill out, doctor informed your parents. 1.5 hours in recovery room, finally get back to room and see parents, upset because they wouldn't tell me anything, I ask my parents and they tell me that my gall bladder was 'dead' and was ganggreenous" or something to that effect. They don't tell me anything else and say 'get some sleep'. I get about two hours because of pain meds. I don't have any incisions, just two puncture hole above my belly button and to the left, I have a drain on my side (because of the ganggreen stuff and they don't want infection in system) and they took my gall bladder out via my belly button. Doctor told my parents that it was worse gall bladder he has ever seen and he was real lucky to be able to get out without puncturing it, and then having to do incision. Wake up at about 3pm and feel like million dollars, feel great, finally get clear liquid diet (I didn't eat or drink anything from Sunday at 9am). Lots of phone calls and friends, was unbelievable level of support and almost overwhelming..Now the fun begins. for them to remove the gall bladder they have to fill your torso with air, at about Midnight I wake up with an unbelievable amount of discomfort, almost worse then the pain pre surgery. Nurse comes in and says "You have to get up and walk around, start making yourself cough, breath into this tube 10 times an hour to prevent ammonia and hopefully you will start passing gas also" None of this is happening. She takes a pillow and pressing against my abdomin and I start to cough, first cough is alot harder then the 2nd/3rd. Get up and take IV Stand and pump and do 'laps' started with 1 and got up to doing 3. Still no major sleep. I get two more things of pain meds and at about 7am I got a new nurse. Nurse care went from unbelievably great to absolutely horrible. I ask this nurse for 5 minutes, food comes in and I deny it because it is what caused the discomfort for the last 6 hours. She says 3pm. I go to her, You have full control to me, you tell me what to do and I will do it, I want out of here, I haven't had any sleep at all. She says, why don't you try this sherbert and apple juice, and then let it go down. I do it, feel nothing change, she says, "Why not go for a couple laps and make yourself cough."

So long story short, at about 3pm I turned ornery as hell as I wanted out and I felt fine, there was one nurse there for 10 people, and 8 of them were getting blood transfusions, which take time and focus. I learned how to change my dressage, and finally got released at 8:30pm. I got home, came on DT for a couple minutes, and then passed out and finally got some decent sleep.

Thank you all again for everything, it means so much. Today I feel ok, first day of real food and I think my body is adjusting right now becuase I feel kinda weird. Hoping tomorrow I feel normal. Next doctor appointment is Tuesday. :(

Important Question....Did you have any hot nurses and did you get a sponge bath at any time?

Most of the nurses were old, but I had two that were ridiculous smoking hot, I actually went to high school with one of them, pretty hilarious as I was walking around with my ass out everywhere with that gown on. I was trying to be 'Tom' and play around with them and I caught one of them by eye checking me out, even in my hilarious condition, but I was only in a good mood for about 10 minutes the whole time I was there. The food girls were unbelievable looking but they were underage I think.

First time in hospital and hopefully my last.

glad to hear you're home ... take good care of yourself and get some rest.

You should have got some numbers....glad everything is alright...what happend to the phone call when you got to lexington?

"Underage food girls" You do have a thing for waitresses!

Hope you feel better Tom.

All the best,
Spyder

How is that abdomin feeling?

the most important part of healing is plenty of rest, and that is the one thing you never get in a hospital. glad you're home!

...told ya we wouldn't miss a beat! Good story,buddy....glad you're well enough to tell it:)

good to hear you are ok.

I found an infected gall bladder picture for you.
Steve made it small, so I will try posting again.

Attachment 994

I realize you probably wanted the hospital to
keep this organ for you... A badge of honor
type thing.

Watch that grease intake fella.
Best wishes,

-Porgan

Scav
 

Thanks for the story... what an ordeal?
Sounds like things are better now that you are home....
Hoping for a speedy recovery to good health.

My best,

PSH

Thanks for the timeline, glad to hear you are on the improve.

Wow man quite a story. Glad you're doing better.

Update
 

I just wanted to update everyone. I feel great today, I am walking fluidly, although not for very long, everything else is good, not alot of pressure or pain. I actually haven't taken a pain pill in the last 24 hours.

Thank you to everyone once again, it is amazing to feel the support of all.

I am actually trying to figure out a way to protect myself and go down to Wrigley tomorrow if they Cubs don't clinch tonight. I have good seats for tomorrow that we got at face value and I don't see how I can miss an opportunity to see them clinch. I figure if I protect this one area, wear a sweatshirt, and sit between my friends, I'll be all good. :)

^^Dumbass


Keep your ass at home Tom. Jesus Christ:mad:

I know. I am hoping that the Cubs win and Brewers lose so I don't have to make a decision

Glad to hear you're home!