Monday morning I did cable machine, dumbbell, and EZ-curl upper body work. Instead of topping it off with overhead presses, I used hang snatches instead.
The hang snatch is a "whole body" movement, starting low, then using the leg muscles to start the bar up, shrugging the bar up when that fails, and then doing a small partial squat to get under the bar and shove it overhead. My form is getting much better.
I felt a twinge or two in my stomach, as I often do, from the umbulical hernia, but it went away quickly, as it always does.
Or "did".
[compressing the next four days]
Tue: misery
Wed: felt better until I started vomiting up bloody bile.
Wed midnight/0000 Thursday: went to ER. They did a CAT scan that showed a strangulated hernia. I was still puking up bile, and that if they stuck a tube up my nose and down into my stomach that they could suction the bile out and I’d feel better. The nurse warned me that the tube itself would be unpleasant. She was right, but they got a couple of liters of bile and blood out in just a few minutes, and I did feel better.
The ER doc said they didn’t have the equipment to do more than that, and he wanted to transfer me to one of the bigger hospitals. No problem. They called an patient transfer ambulance and we went into the Capitol along with the 7AM rush.
At the bigger hospital I saw several doctors in a row. The first one said he was going to pass me to another doctor who was more familiar with that kind of hernia. Doctor #2 walked in, took a look, and said Doctor #3 was coming to take a look too, and he’s probably think he could massage it all back in, but that would never work.
Doctor #3 showed up and gently massaged it all back in within 60 seconds, including the part that has been sticking out for a decade. He said it wouldn’t hold for too long, but should give me time for a gastro specialist appointment and surgery. Or if they could get me a bed by 3PM or so, he could do the surgery himself. And both ERs and the surgery would be all part of the same insurance claim, deductible, and co-pay.
Sounded fine to me, I told him to set it up. At 1500 they wheeled me into OR. The surgery took about an hour; #3 put a palm-sized mesh patch over the hole and said it should hold, even for weightlifting.
They kept me overnight and today; I didn’t escape until 1800 when Gym Buddy got off work and picked me up.
I’m back home at my computer with a drainage hose and blood bag stitched to my side for a while. I have a follow-up visit with the doc in two weeks, presumably they’ll remove the hardware then.
Restictions: no weights for six weeks. 30 pound limit on other objects. Driving and walking are OK, but no bicycling for three weeks since that uses abs on the upstroke. I can take the abdominal binder off, though it might be more comfortable with it. I’ve been using one for ten years. This one, they cinched my size 44 waist down to probably a size 34, though it felt like a 14. I’m going to loosen it up a bit before going to bed tonight.
Several doctors and RNs seemed impressed that I take almost no meds and look to be in pretty good shape for my age. My blood pressure dropped from 155 before the surgery to its 108-112 in recovery, which surprised them. They also seemed impressed that I was familiar with my previous labs, and could discuss how CREAT and CR-P are linked to various things, and that my White Blood Cell count has always been just past the top of the "normal" scale.
One of the reasons I’d been putting off the hernia surgery was that I know several people who had it done, including Mrs. Andy and my Dad, and they all for the full-size "place mat" mesh, which both of them hated. I didn’t know they could just patch the bad spots. I was hoping to find a doc to do it the old-fashioned way by debriding some of the abdominal muscles and stitching them together, but laying there on the gurney yesterday, I just wanted the damned thing fixed.