Aug./Sept. 2011 After the abdomenal fluid was discovered, I did see my urologist who said it was pressing on ureters causing other issues. I went home scared and not really knowing what to do. I was basically bedridden and being crushed under the weight.
I felt as if I would sink and disappear right in the bed. I didn't want to scare anyone so I kept a lot of fear to myself. At that time, I had three different aides coming at different times to check on me, help me eat, bathe(as much as possible while laying in bed). Washing my hair wasn't bad, yet since I mostly laid on my back, I kept rubbing matted knots in it and needed help(which I appreciate) untangling it which was becoming more bother than it was worth. After having tried an indwelling catheter(foley) which would get clogged sending me to the hospital for a short stay or the ER mutiple times to have a liter or more emptied, I finally decided I needed to have something more done. On Sunday September 18, 2011 family by my side, I called my Dr. and was told if I felt I needed to come to Cleveland Clinic ER, I should. Within an hour Med. Corps. came and I was on my way. I went alone since mom was needed at home to care for dad.
Arriving about another hour later, Drs. and nurses began working, first to give me some comfort, then to determine what needed to be done next. This's where my memory's faded a little and I'm sketchy about order of details. I believe ex-rays, CATscan and MRI were done to determine how and why the fluid collected. The next step was to drain the fluid as much as possible. I was prepped, numbed, sedated then a needle was injected in my neck to access my shunt. I held still for I think about an 1.5 hours. Pretty soon after the procedure started I began to feel relief and like there was a Lot less of me than there had been. I was told they had drain 2.5 liters off my abdomen. And They Weren't Done, There Was More...
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