Surgery

I gained so much weight with Tre' that I just knew I would never have the cheerleader body again. Then a couple of months after losing Tre', I developed a hernia in my abdomen. I went to see a doctor about it and he gave me two choices. Since it was smaller than a quarter and didn't cause any pain I could leave it alone. If it poked out, I could just push it back in. The other alternative was to have surgery and get a mesh put over it. I couldn't handle surgery then so, I took the first option. I never had problems with my hernia. It didn't hurt so I never paid attention to it. After having Gina it took me about 2 weeks to lose 20 of the 40 lbs I had gained. I figured the rest of it, I would have to work off. Then what I thought was a little baby fat turned out to be my hernia. It had grown to be the size of a large grapefruit. It still didn't hurt but it had grown to cover my whole abdomen. Over time it would keep growing especially if I decided to have any more children so I opted to finally have the surgery. I had surger last Monday January 30 at 9:30 AM. I was released from the hospital after 4 pm the same day. No one re-checked my abdomen to make sure I was okay before leaving. I had developed hematoma and seroma. My belly blew up like a water balloon, and I was scared that it was my intestines. My doctor for whatever reason did not use a drain. No one explained to me that this was a possiblity. After doing some research online, I found other people that had a similar situation post surgery and scheduled another appointment with my doctor. He drained half the fluid and said my body would reabsorb the rest. He didn't want to drain anymore b/c it could lead to infection and/or cause the surgery and mesh to fail. So now it's a wait and see game to see if and when my body will reabsorb the rest of the seroma and hematoma. If ever I do have a cheerleading body again, two piece, middrift baring ensembles will definitely be a part of my wardrobe. And I really don't care what anyone has to say about it because I feel like I have been through hell and back for the third time going through this. I can't lift anything over 10lbs thus I can't pick up Gina. When I went into surgery she weighed 11 lbs 12 ounces. My mom has pretty much had to take care of her the last two weeks. I'm just getting to the point where I can hold her in my lap and play with her. I posted a picture of a grapefruit because it looks a lot better than my stomach pre or post surgery. Even though I thought about it, my stomach looked so bad that I didn't want to take pictures . Still in spite of everything, I still have joy and a sense of peace that I really don't understand. Even though I want to stress, something inside of me says it's going to be okay and everything will work out.