You may have noticed that they stopped appearing. I made a good start and them written and scheduled to publish for about the first 5 days. Then I did a couple on the day. Then I got behind. Then I had to plan #IBDHour (which went really well, and you can the Storify here) and now I am in hospital again…
So as you know since my operation in January I’ve been having loads of issues getting the wound where my rectum was to heal. I was readmitted in July for VAC therapy, have had magic gels, packing, repeated infections and antibiotics. Last Monday following the latest course of antibiotics, we began another negative pressure therapy called PICO which is a tiny little pump.
Whether or not it was linked to that or not, by Wednesday I was reporting some pain and a small hole had developed close by.
On Thursday I felt pretty rough, but wondered if it might be the sickness bug going around work, and by the afternoon felt a bit better. On Friday the nurse doing the dressing wasn’t happy with the discharge from that hole, so in consultation with a GP sent me to the surgical assessment unit at the Bristol Royal Infimary, a department I know very well, and many of the staff recognse me. I should probably sponsor a chair or a bed.
Anyway I was seen and antibiotics were started. The consultant beleived that an abscess had formed, found it’s way out through an old fistula scar and had drained. I explained my recent history and my concerns and am waiting for an MRI scan after it was decided I couldn’t have a CT scan because 1) I’ve had too many and 2) An MRI should show us what is going on. The IV antibiotics continue.
It also meant I missed my Aston Martin driving experience, and lunch with Joanh’s godparents. However right now I just want to be reassured that there is not another collection waiting to feed more abscesses, and that means a few days in hospital…
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