Have you had surgery?

classical_hero

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I am wondering how many people have had surgery.

I know that very soon I will need to get a biopsy on my kidneys to see how badly they are inflamed and what course of treatment, if any can be done to help my kidneys. This will be my first time I have had surgery.
 
Just a few metal bars to re-constitute the wrist I smashed in a game of rugby. It's never healed fully.
 
I had a cyst or something removed from a tear gland when I was ... um ... eight, I think. Great fun, having an inflamed and oozing swelling the size of a marble in your eyelid.

The main things I remember about it:
  • Being bribed with toffee to clean off the crusted gunk.
  • Standing on a stool so that I could see my face in the mirror so that I could do the above easily.
  • Being teased for the dirty look I gave the nurse who took a blood sample from me. (It hurt, and I was eight! What do you expect? I didn't say anything or yell, just made a face!)
  • When the nurses had told me to go to sleep in this bed before the op, they put me in a dormitory full of much younger kids running around yelling. I closed the curtains around the bed so they would leave me alone, but they decided these made excellent toys for playing hide-and-seek behind. They also tried to hide from me by standing behind the curtains, which was pretty stupid as they only came down to within a foot of the floor. Just because you can't see me, doesn't mean I can't see you.
  • The nurses gave me some cream to rub on my hand to numb it for the cannula. I didn't want to, so my dad did it to his hand too. (He worked in that hospital, so sneaked off from his lab to spend some time with me.) It was under a transparent plaster, and I had fun squooshing the cream around behind this filmy stuff.
  • When I was brought to the operating theatre, they put me on a trolley and I was watching the ceiling go past with interest. Then they wheeled me into a really tiny and dark room, and told me to look at a poster of Animal Woods or whatever it was called, so that I wouldn't see them connecting this Great Big Needle thingy into my hand and anaesthatising me. It seemed that I'd turned my head and started a thought about a friend who liked that sort of thing, even though I didn't, when suddenly I was out for the count.
  • When I woke up, I was in bed with my face feeling funny and I couldn't see out of (or even open) one eye. I could see my hand by my face with the Great Big Needle still sticking into it, and I wanted to pull it out, but I couldn't seem to move and didn't really care, so I went back to sleep.
  • On the train home later that day, I picked off the bandage/plaster combination, because it itched. No, I didn't rub my eye or anything, I just couldn't stand the sticky heaviness of the bandages.
  • Yay no more oozy painfulness under my eye!
  • Waah no more toffee bribes.
 
I had some tubes put in my ears when I was around two. I also had the muscles in my eye's strengthened in fourth grade I believe (dozens of stitches, couldn't rub eyes for a month!).

The sleeping stuff they used on me for the eye surgery knocked me out for the entire day. Otherwise it wasn't bad. I don't remember the ear one.
 
15 ear inner ear ops. one was reconstructive for the ear drum, ulcer burned shut, 20 teeth removed (awake for that one), tonsils and adnoids removed, bone spur removed from my knee cap.
 
There has been a lot of work on my nose. If you have ever heard me snore, you would agree that it was money well spent.
 
I'm on my 3rd boobjob right now.
Great, I'm having an extra hand implanted :groucho:
15 ear inner ear ops. one was reconstructive for the ear drum, ulcer burned shut, 20 teeth removed (awake for that one), tonsils and adnoids removed, bone spur removed from my knee cap.
I had those removed too. Ahhh, the ability to breathe :D
 
I'm sorry to read about your kidney. It sounds awful.

I had laser eye surgery. It made my life much, much better.
 
Nothing more serious than getting a couple of moles removed. Which, come to think of it, could have been a lot more serious...
 
I had a pholp that had grown large enough to inhibit nose breathing in 1997 but that got taken care of.
 
I have had tonsils removed and also my wisdom teeth- which no doubt some
have figured out already :mischief: . As a Sophmore in High School I shattered my middle finger at football practice by throwing the ball and hitting
my finger on the center's helmet (he obviously being pushed back into the
'pocket') My Senior year in the last football game of the season, I had my
pinkey finger snapped in two while I was recovering a fumble on the very 1st
play from scrimmage- no real surgery required to fix it though.
I also had several different occaisions as a youth of getting stitches in my big
gourdhead, after cracking it on objects such as brick steps and a mailbox.
 
When I was 10, I had one. The "funny" thing is that my parents and I diverge on what the operation was about.
My parents say it was to pull down a testicle that got stuck up there.
I say that it was because I had a hernia, basically my intestines went out of place and so we had to put them back in their proper place, using a groin muscle to cover the hole that the intestines went through.

I'm not sure why I would remember such technical details, and doctor's speeches, if I did not have that kind of operation, so I'm pretty sure I;m right, but it's strange that my parents think it was something else entirely.
 
Never had surgery...the worst I've gotten was 4 stitches in my finger or fracturing my wrist in two places. I consider that pretty darn lucky.
 
I'm on my 3rd boobjob right now.

Oooo Hello! :eek:

I had 2 done on my leg, first one to put a bolt + 4 screws + this plate that connected the entire thing together. Second one to take the entire thing out.

I suffered from some very rare bone condition that basicly screwed up my femur and left me unable to use my right leg for a few years. The operation that was needed to repair my femur was so complicated that only a handfull of doctors in the world could perform it (at the time).

So 2 hellish operations and a few years later, and I could walk again. By the time that happened, my right leg was about 2 inches shorter than the left one (from lack of use). Luckily it caught up. :D

To this day, if I have to hop on one leg, I use the left one, even though Im right handed. The only complications Ive suffered since the surgery is that the femur started hurting a few times, and every time the doctors tell me to take it easy with the leg a few months, and then it goes away.


When I was 10, I had one. The "funny" thing is that my parents and I diverge on what the operation was about.
My parents say it was to pull down a testicle that got stuck up there.
I say that it was because I had a hernia, basically my intestines went out of place and so we had to put them back in their proper place, using a groin muscle to cover the hole that the intestines went through.

I'm not sure why I would remember such technical details, and doctor's speeches, if I did not have that kind of operation, so I'm pretty sure I;m right, but it's strange that my parents think it was something else entirely.

You know, if you were 10, its possible that your parents lied to you (and asked the doctor to do the same) to save you some embarrassment and name calling in the school yard.
 
I've had surgery on my ears.
 
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