That sounds like an absolutely horrendous experience. Glad you survived; take it easy. Maybe you shouldn't go to work on Monday. I sure wouldn't!

Wow.

scary shit...

Be well!

Glad you got thru it.
I lost my 24 year old brother in law to minor surgery.
Even for my recent colonoscopy, I made sure to really talk with every nurse, doctor, anesthesiologist, etc.
We take it for granted it is going to be simple, but things can happen.
Hang in there.

You are incredibly lucky to have survived all of that. Are you thinking "malpractice"?

Glad you are better, Joe.

Glad you made it.

Farming the Bunker always makes me feel better.

Sid

I may have to start a new play through.

Good thinking having a Cadillac arrest in the hospital though. Perfect place for it.

I wish a speedy recovery to you....

and take care of yourself

Just take care of yourself, and defintely follow up with your Doctor.

you made it back!

not very encouraging.

i thought i was having a heart attack once. my whole body was shaking. they couldnt get the iv in. had bruises al over two arms. they were pissed at me.

say wha? not doing it on purpose.

enjoy your damn time. and take care of you

I'm so glad you're okay...you mentioned the Dr. nicking your bladder and I'm assuming this caused all your problems. Why didn't the Dr. repair this during your initial surgery or at least make you aware there could be a potential problem? Do you plan on pursuing charges against him, I mean you could've died.

Again, I'm so glad you survived this horrible ordeal and please rest up and don't push yourself.

I couldn't imagine the pain. A hernia operation is very painful itself. And to add that to it and almost dying!!!!

Glad u are still here.

Unbelievable! What a horrible experience. I can't believe your surgeon didn't know he nicked your bladder, though.


My OB/Gyn sliced my bladder when I had my last son--C-section--25 years ago. But, he knew it. Fixed it at the time.
BUT--and watch out for this--there was nerve damage from where he sliced/repaired. Ended up--little
did I know--with unable to being able to completely void. So, down the road a year or so, I end up
in the hospital with a raging bladder/kidney infection and high temp. The problem with not voiding completely
is that you can have bacteria build up in the urine that never gets voided.

I refused to let the urologist 'fix' it. No more surgery, thanks. Which means that I make sure to void completely
by pressing the heel of my hand on the part of my lower abdomen that results in the bladder being completely
emptied. Kind of a PITA, but no thanks to more surgery.

Glad you're still with us!

I am very glad that you still walk this mortal realm!

Take care, Joe.

Glad you're back.. you obviously have strong recuperative powers!

Glad you're OK.

Seriously, glad you're back!

Great to have you back, buddy!

(Suspended punch in the nose for your original ambulance drivers. They did eventually get you to the hospital, I guess.)

Stay with us.

Good. Welcome back to the living.

And take it easy. I wouldn't go back to work after an experience like that.

He likes his work. It's therapeutic for him. So if he wants to go back, he should go.

"Work" is the crux here: so few people think of work as fun and good, but work can be all of that. It sounds like he works for a very unusual employer.


Cher

Sending healing blessings to you

A nurse pulling a needle out of my arm when I was in my room after the operation. Too much anesthesia. No white light no nothing. But talk about being high. It took a long time for that crap to work its way out of my system. I even asked them the back off the pain meds as I was having a hard time knowing whether I was a person or a bowl of silly putty.

It's good that your brother was there to get you to the hospital.

Kidding, so glad you are OK. I visited a friend today at a hospital in Tucson. He had suffered liver and renal failure. It looked really bad for him. But today he was better. Whew...

Seriously, I'm really glad you're okay.

Glad you're home and recovering - what an experience

....you receive from the ambulance guys. They have absolutely no right to judge anyone who is in pain. They're not a Doctor.

Take care...Man.

It sounds like you had a horrible ordeal.

I hate it when people are judgmental of weed. It is Nature's gift to human kind. I wish more people would smoke it and learn it is not the Great Satan so many seem to think. Those must have been some dumb ass hospital emergency workers if they thought pot could cause any of your symptoms. It's a miracle you are still alive if that is the kind of attitude you had to deal with. I'm glad you are back with us now. Don't leave us to deal with 2016 alone. We've lost enough DUers in the past few years.

with you and please let your brother know that I'm so happy he was there to help you! Awaiting . . . The rest of your story!

For real.

I'm glad you live to play another day.

I'm very glad you're alive

What a nightmare! You must have excellent luck to overcome all that, plus a good brother and doctors.

It is a problem the way people are treated by strangers, especially strange "helping professionals".
Best wishes for a speedy recovery and many pain-free years.

put right arm through a window and cut my main artery at the wrist. The school bus was late that day and my older brother was home sick. My mother, who normal got us on the bus had to leave for work. I had forgotten a text book in the house and went into the garage and was rapping on the window of the kitchen door for my brother to come and let me in. He was ill in the bedroom and didn't hear me.
The glass must have had a defect and it shattered and I cut my wrist very badly. I ran to the neighbors knocked on the door and passed out as they opened the door. The put a tourniquet on my arm and wrapped it with two towels loaded me in the car and rushed towards the center of town. They had called the police and hoped to meet up with an ambulance but when that didn't happen, they rushed me to the nearest hospital. I had regained consciousness and was surprisingly calm. As we got close to the hospital I had lost a tremendous amount of blood and felt warmth flush over me. I apparently calmly asked my neighbor, who was cradling me in the back seat while her husband drove, if I was going to die, and she said I don't honey, i don't know. My vision cut out and went gray and then white. I've always attributed this to the "white light" that people speak of who have had near death experiences. I can't recall much of that piece other then a sensation of calm and peace. I came to in the ER on the surgical table after they started IV. They had to my corduroys off with scissors because they were completely blood soaked and stuck to my legs making them too hard to pull off. They repaired the artery and I obviously made it. Thanks to my neighbors and I believe some divine intervention. I am not overtly religious but I have had several serious accidents that I probably shouldn't have a survived.

So Ohio Joe, congrats for making it and I'll bet this experience will be one that you will ponder for years

What a brave kid you were! So glad for the happy ending, and BTW, a belated welcome to DU.

Peace

Stay safe.

Sorry to be inarticulate! OMG!!

I had a bad surgery experience too (doc operated in the wrong place on my foot), but nothing like yours. Not life threatening, just depressing because I came back to the hospital with a fever and serious asthma attack, and then found out what he'd done. I was crying and depressed, and the nurses didn't believe what I was telling them. They were supporting the doctor, even though he screwed up my surgery, and it made my stay in that hospital hell. I was only there a couple of days and so glad to get out of that mess.

I can only say, you lucked out here. Everything fell into place to keep you alive and you are one lucky dog, because the crew that came to get you could have let you die from their ignorance...I mean permanently die.

So glad you made it. And now have a story to tell your grandkids.

We're lucky to still have you here. We need all the Democratic voters to stay alive- and I'm glad you are, Ohio Joe!

You just scared the hell out of me, and I am so sorry for all you went through!

I just had a double hernia surgery a week ago Thursday, and thank God and my excellent surgeon, all went well. I am of the female persuasion, but we gals can get the same type of hernias that guys do (Google it, peeps). Anyway, I am even more grateful for my great medical care after reading you story. You HAVE to tell us the rest, when you are up to it!

One thing: Please, please, please do not go to work Monday. Your body has been through hell, and you need to help it recover with a few days of rest and some good nutrition. Listen to Grandma here.

And, for sure, welcome back!

Appears that your work here is not yet finished... Can't imagine why otherwise you would have suffered and survived such a horrendous event!!

Joe, so glad you're here! Holy shit!

for you yet!

so glad you came out okay

to the emergency room before I died. Not that I expected that, I just thought I had some reaction to medication.

I laugh when I was wondering what was going on when the guy ahead of me had a bleeding gun shot wound and they were making him fill out forms before they would treat him, but they told me to never mind and pulled me in the back and hooked me up to machines. But no white light for me, just very tired, but then again I was dying from extremely low blood pressure, so no pain, just very tired and fell asleep for 3 days While they kept resuscitating, me ha ha.

Get well soon! What an ordeal you have been through.

Good luck.

Take care and get better

do take it very very easy, and quit thinking that you "have to work".

Just this once, look out for yourself, please.

Not suggesting you don't feel ready, only that you have been through some incredibly major stuff the last week+ and the body can't recover if you don't give it time. Especially with something as integral as abdominal/hernia work that affects your every movement.

Be good to yourself, and may you heal fully and soon.

I'm very glad you are back, but someone should be alerted as to the poor first response you had. Once knowing about the surgery, they should have done a much better job of assessment, based on your swollen stomach and condition of skin. No doubt, vital signs wouldn't have been good… So what in the world is wrong with THEM?

Actue care system - bad! What WAS that hospital? Warn people!

Get well soon all the way, OJ.

What couldn't the doctor figure out about that? Jesus. That was a close one.

sorry you had such a terrible time. Tie a knot in that rope and hang on.

Glad you're still with us.

it's one hell of a killer story. I'll be waiting for the rest.

OH, and glad you're alive to tell it.

does it seem less scary now???

Now, about that surgeon error....I take it they are going to pay for all your hospital bills, yes?

I was thinking, as I read the part about your being unable to signal for help...
I gotta start taking my phone into the bedroom with me.
or have plenty of loud things to throw.
and I for one would be interested in the rest of your hospital adventures, as far as you are willing to share.

So very glad you did not leave us forever, Joe.
Welcome back.....

I've been through some difficult medical shit. But I never died. Jesus Christ!

You are so fortunate to have a wonderful work place. And your brother!

I remember, my friends were at work. It was great to be with my friends. But we were losing our jobs. We had been acquisitioned out. That's tough when you're recovering from a life threatening accident.

I'm so glad you made it, bud. Geez.

may be common, but it is not without risks. Not only a surgical error like you went through, but also
Infection complications, both which can be life threatening. There are also potential side effects that can cause a lot of unpleasant things for years. There is no question your case was mishandled in an awful way.

Wishing you a smooth and full recovery. Glad you are with us

glad you are still here! take it easy and heal up right.

Now look here, I've lost too many friends already! I'm just not ready to add you to that list, ya hear me???



SO GLAD you made it. SO GLAD.



And yes, since you love your job that much, by all means go into work Monday. But do listen to your body...If you don't feel well, don't go, and maybe see your doc. OK?

Gawd, man.

"The best way to stay alive is to keep far away from surgeons."

The best way to stay alive is to know when they're appropriate and when to tell them to treat something medically until it can't be treated any more.

while I was in line to pay my taxes. They didn't do anything about my broken leg I kept telling them about until Wednesday, they were too focused on my perfectly healthy heart when what I told them was it's basically a nerve problem I've had since my 20s.

Oh, well, at least my kidneys are still stable, I'm at home, and the air cast is making hobbling around so much easier I'm not bothering with the crutches. Oh, and a nice guy picked the 2 envelopes stuffed with multiple pages of tax returns up and said the postage would be his treat, even though I was trying to hand him the money. There are still good people out there and I was due a reminder of it.

I'm glad we both survived to vote again.

The EMTs need a reality check and the people who listened to them are utter dimwits. However, maybe you need something with a drawer in it next to your bed for the edibles.

It sounds as though something went wrong with the first surgery? Anyway, I hope that there are no further problems whatsoever, and that you are soon 100% healthy!

It's great that you work for such an awesome company that is genuinely concerned about their employees

So glad for your brother!

Scary, scary stuff!

Get some good rest (sleep) and take care.
Peace
Hot.

I didn't want to come back.

Your life will never be the same.



K&R

Glad you lived to tell the tale!

I'm told people who go through an experience as profound as this - come back and notice a new, or renewed, appreciation for the little stuff. The sights, the smells, the sounds, little miracles in every little day. You perceive things fresh, with new eyes and new ears, and maybe a whole new mindset.