#tw: surgery

[emilybeemartin]

[TW: joint dislocation/surgery talk]

Well, I wanted to have one more big finished piece for you, but I think my high expectations have gotten in my way, and now I'm out of time.

This whole Boromir kick started after I dislocated my shoulder for the fourth time back in June, and it was a bad one. My summer of swimming, hiking, and camping with my kids was taken over by wearing a sling, orthopedic referrals, MRIs, and ultimately, the reality that my cartilage is torn and is not going to heal. This Friday I'll be undergoing surgery for it, and I'll be in a bolster sling for weeks afterward. I should be able to type during that time, but I won't be able to draw.

I'm not sure why Boromir snuck up on me this summer, as I sat wearily sketching under an ice pack, trying to keep my arm loose, but it's been a blast. I had no idea that drawing a half-baked comic culminating with a feral raccoon becoming High Warden of Gondor would kick off such an all-encompassing dive back into LotR. I'm really grateful for all the follows, shares, interactions, and lovely comments from the Tolkien community---it really kept my spirits up and fueled a ton of inspiration. I can't remember the last time my art folder was so hyperfocused on a specific character.

Anyway, TLDR, I'll be quiet here for a while. Don't trust anything I might post for about forty-eight hours starting 8/18; general anesthesia makes me extremely stupid. I can only hope this surgery will fix things and I can go back to drawing niche comics and emotional thirst traps.

And send me your fics; not being able to draw is going to drive me OUT OF MY MIND.

#boromir #lord of the rings #tolkien #tw: joint dislocation #tw: surgery

[the-littlest-lunars]

Lumpkin was a very good boy and helped keep us calm before surgery. The nurses gave him compliments for being so cute!

He was very worried and happy to see us afterwards. All the pets and cuddles for the best boi.

#tw: IV #tw: hospital #tw: surgery #hospitalcore #medicalcore #plush: Lumpkin/Lump #syskid #stuffie #plushcore #plushie #plushblr

[fuckyeahdindjarin]

Spent the whole day at the hospital. Husband underwent a standard, non-urgent procedure, but it was under general anesthesia so it was still a day™.

I had my D&C at the same hospital four months ago, so I remembered all the procedures and knew my way around, which really helped put my husband at ease. I was so proud that I got through the day completely fine despite the memories.

But I know I’ve been building up to this moment. I’ve been feeling so much stronger this past month - I think this means I’ve processed the miscarriage, I’ve worked through my feelings, and I can finally look back on it without breaking down. I’ve come out the other side, and I’m so damn proud of myself for getting there ❤️

#personal #tw: hospitals #tw: surgery #tw: miscarriage

[fbfh]

okay, pretty odd request and i completely understand if you do not feel comfortable writing it; you can totally scrap it! so i just got my wisdom teeth removed and i am pretty miserable about it. i was kind of wondering how our favourite boy leo might react. i feel like, as repair boy, he would be pretty bummed to not be able to just fix it right away, y’know? thank you so much, whether you feel comfortable writing for this prompt or not, i love your work and you are literally my favourite writer for leo💋

awww babes!!!!!!! I got my wisdom teeth out like maybe a year ago???? ish???? while it did suck it wasn't quite as bad as I thought it would be so I TOTALLY understand both how much it sucks and the i feel like shit Leo cravings.

okay okay so first of all Leo would not leave your side for a minute. he is so sweet and attentive and gentle with you while your coming back from anesthesia like a motherfucking walking lime green flag. like this. if he's still in college at MIT or wherever he's collecting diplomas like pokemon he will not HESITATE to ditch all classes that day to take care of you with or without his school's permission. if you cry on anesthesia like I do he will be SO FUCKING TENDER with you. he gets every possible caring for someone hack from his mom and from the internet and every resource possible to make sure you're happy and pain free and comfy. He brings you ice packs for your cheeks with tongs so he doesn't accidentally melt them with his hands (it did happen once. you both laughed so hard.) and he always makes sure you eat enough yogurt so your antibiotics don't mess up your stomach. he stays close to you, helps take care of your hair and skin, watches cartoons and movies with you. if you like having your nails done, he will SO give you mani pedis. even if you normally get acrylics or gel or whatever, seeing the slightly messy, sparkly matching nail polish in your favorite colors Leo tenderly and carefully put on your nails and toes makes you so happy every time you see it. he pets your head and peppers you with kisses and tells you how brave you were in a soft voice. he gets you a "conradulations on letting them steal your teeth" basket full of plushies and juice and intricate little coloring pages and crossword puzzles and stuff to keep you busy. He plays cozy video games with you and builds the most insane shit for you in animal crossing. you post it online and some people speculate that he hacked or modded the game to do that but nope. Leo simply loves you to the point of invention. If your swelling or pain is real bad and you're also a demigod he'll check with Will (aka the entire demisquad's informal PCP) how much ambrosia or nectar to give you to help you heal quickly and take the edge off. He holds your hands while you take little walks around your house or apartment a few times a day, like your recovery instructions say to. he makes you what he affectionatley referres to as "gourmet baby food", aka soups and soft pates and purees that taste better than most solid food. he relays all get well soon messages from your friends, including how percy joked that getting your wisdom teeth out means annabeth has less competition for the title of group brain cell wielder. your kitty Jackjack curls up on your lap as soon as Leo initially brings you back from the dentist and doesn't leave your side for a minute. every selfie you and Leo send the group chat has Jackjack curled up on your chest, purring and drooling contently. You have no idea how Leo makes something like pulling teeth feel like a spa vacation, but he makes everything into such a warm, cozy, happy experience. but you guess that when you love someone as much as you and Leo love each other, it's not too surprising.

#drabbles #leo valdez #leo valdez x reader #leo valdez drabbles #heroes of olympus #heroes of olympus x reader #heroes of olympus drabbles #tw: wisdom teeth #tw: dentist #tw: food #tw: surgery #BABES!!!!!! not even scheduling this. it's getting posted right now. #SENDING KISSES AND CUDDLES AND A SPEEDY RECOVERY!!! /p #<333 #also THIS IS NOT MEDICAL ADVICE!!! PURELY ANECDOTAL!!! #but when I gotmine out I was taking antibiotics like every 12 hours or smth #so every OTHER 12 hours(like in the middle of my antibiotics) id have a gogurt and it saved my tummy SO MUCH #check with a doctor obvs but yeah idk if it's common knowledge or not but it helped me a lot uwu #FEEL BETTER BABES ILY

[crybaby-bkg]

Physical therapist AU that popped up into my mind yesterday and I can’t stop thinking about them!!!!

Bakugou as the physical therapist that most people are kind of scared of. He doesn’t get that many clients, only because his methods are a little harsh and his words are a little mean, but it’s only because he wants the best for you and your body. He focuses solely on your upper body and arms, for when you have pains or surgeries. He’s such an ass, likes to pick up 20 pound weights and show you how to do your exercise, tuts at you when you complain that your two pound weights are too heavy. But on the days when he really sees you struggling, his voice is a lot kinder, and he’ll give you the one pound weights when he sees your arms shaking a little. But the next appointment, you won’t be able to slack off!

Kiri as the lower body and legs physical therapist in the studio. He’s all cheery and bright when he sees you, is a little imposing with the eye contact whenever he explains each and every muscle in your calf and how it aids you and why it hurts when you run without warming up first. He’s just so big, doesn’t realize his size when he climbs up on the tables with you so that he can bend and twist your leg every which way to show you how it should feel. You hate to disappoint him, watch that bottom lip puff out when you admit that you haven’t done your exercises the way you were supposed to. He must hang out with Bakugou too much, because he goes just a little harder on you those days.

Deku who focuses on the whole body. He’s much like Kiri, with his big green eyes staring holes into your soul as he over explains where the soreness in your flank comes from. His hands are big and soft when they guide you into the right position he wants to put you in, his voice soft. Always whispers a drawn out ‘goooood job’ whenever you can do something he’s instructed you without any hiccups. He turns beet red whenever he realizes how his hands have found themselves in a compromising position on your body, just gets so caught up in guiding you, and it’s the most adorable thing ever.

Denki as the therapist who focuses solely on hands. He’s amazing with his fingers, all long and slender and pretty. He talks your head off when you come in after surgery on your pinky and middle finger, and you can’t help but find it endearing. He shows you how to do your exercises and routines, all pretty smiles and golden eyes that you can’t help but admire with a sweet sigh when you stare at him. He also buys his own lotion to massage into your hands, and coos about how soft they are and how good they smell after, embarrassing you whenever he holds your wrists up for other passersby’s to smell.

Shinsou works primarily with feet and ankles, and he’s damn good at it. He always has a bored little look on his face, and you’re scared he might be too rough, but he’s the complete opposite. Asks you intermittently, does this hurt? is the pain right here? should I add more pressure? And he doesn’t huff when you complain about his hands being too rough. He does give you a stern talking to though when he doesn’t see any progression because you haven’t been keeping up with at home maintenance. But on those days, he also offers up heat with the electro therapy treatment, because he knows you prefer it over the ice.

Todoroki as the additional chiropractor there???? His monotonous voice gives no indication when he’s going to basically separate your spine from your flesh, but you can always see his little hint of a smile when you scream a little. And delinquent turned front desk worker Dabi???? who only works there because his annoying brother got him job, but he doesn’t mind it because he gets to flirt with the patients before they’re whisked off to the back.

#is this entirely based off my experience when I went in high school????? absolutely #lmfao it was such a fun experience #my main therapist is literally bkg in a nutshell #HE WAS KNOWN AS THE OFFICE BULLY AND EVERYTHING AHDHDJDJDJFJ #he was so fucking funny and mean like hello i couldn’t believe I liked him so much #he also told me a story of when he mushed his friends kid onto the floor bc the kid wouldn’t shut up 😭 #literally an asshole but he was also very sweet and caring which I loved lol he would always have all of us laughing #anyway this was inspired when I was getting a massage yesterday lol it felt so good but I couldn’t turn my brain off and thot of this #I kinda wanna write a series of this but would it not get repetitive???? #idk but I will still put it in the drafts lol #tw: surgery #—new treat in the streets! 🍫 #bakugou treats! 🍬 #kirishima treats! 🍬 #deku treats! 🍬 #denki treats! 🍬 #shinsou treats! 🍬 #todoroki treats! 🍬 #dabi treats! 🍬

[sporeservant]

On a personal note I’m getting oral surgery tmrw and I’m kind of freaked about it so any kind words would be appreciated! Ive been dreading this for months so I could use some encouragement

#tw: surgery #not bg3 related #personal

[kitschqueer]

from a DM request: Frankencollins!! Look inspired by De Ni/ro's Frankenstein from the 1994 film (my personal fave!), but where Dr. Goodsir actually nurtures (and falls for) his creation 😌❤️

thank you for such a fun request!! If anyone would like to request a drawing (or multiple) my asks and DMs are open :))

#tw: blood #tw: injury #tw: surgery #kitschqueer #the terror #amc the terror #harry goodsir #henry collins #goodcollins #goodsir/collins #fanart

[fuckyeahpedropascal]

The Last of Us | Prospect

I’m still reeling from the episode. I’m sure someone else has already made this comparison of badass adoptive daughters stepping up, but here’s my take.

#tlou spoilers #the last of us spoilers #tlou #the last of us #Joel miller #Bella Ramsey #prospect movie #prospect Ezra #pedro pascal cinematic universe #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal #tw: blood #tw: injury #tw: surgery

[109moons]

My scar makes me feel empowered now. If I can live through this, I can live through anything.

#personal #words #myself #me #liver transplant #organ donation #my face #organ donor #organ transplant #scars #scar #tw: surgery #surgery #liverhealth #liver failure #cirrhosis #liver disease #selfie #red hair #redhead #witchblr #donate life

[penumbramewtwos]

Short story around the time of Unova's capture, and of Okita's origins.

PLEASE READ THE TW TAGS BEFORE READING!!!

Hearing nothing but echoing corridors, Gary Oak was sure he was done for after his trip into an infamous Aunuran desert Trapinch hole. With his head bound, he knew he wasn't out of the woods just yet. He hears a familiar craggy voice address him as he's pushed onto a chair and bound in an unknown room.

"Did you find what you were looking for?" Said the unknown voice, Gary's ears piped up as the man continued.

"Just as nosy as your grandfather in the pursuit of knowledge, rest assured your nosiness ends here."

After the statement from the unknown man, Gary's head covering had been lifted off, revealing a dark room with a spotlight upon himself. He knows this man… Not only from the Kanto region, but as the head of Rocket industries in Aunura, Giovanni.

"tch, well well, I knew that old man stink was bound to be you. This whole place smells of retirement home and failed yakuza." Gary quipped.

Giovanni, looking the same as he did back in the mid 2000's aside from the hair dye running down his face, leaned in from his wheelchair towards Gary to offer a deal out of this place alive. "I know what you've been digging up… Our team has taken the liberty of confiscating your 'findings'. Rest assured, you won't be publishing any of them; in fact, you'll do as I say or you'll end up more dismembered than that arm you collected."

Giovanni leaned back in his wheelchair, with a large grin on his face creasing his crows feet even more. Gary was unphased by the threat and smirked back at the acquaintance as he spoke back in a nonchalant manner, "I heard on the grape-vine you're getting back into the genetics commissioning game, and had to check it out for myself! Seems like whichever geneticist you hired this time can't even get one of those creatures to form properl-"

"Enough talk!" shouted Giovanni. "There's one more thing, seeing as you're so interested in our development"

Giovanni leant forward once more with a stern look on his face, as Gary remained stonewalled. "Your skills will be needed here one day, 'Professor Oak', I know you've been collecting and studying Arceus plates for medical research for some time now."

Gary's eyes shuddered in anger, "WHAT MAKES YOU THINK I W-"

"You despise the thought of pokemon in pain, and I'm giving you an opportunity to t-"

"Yeah yeah… So you'll put them in pain so I can take them out of it… Sounds completely ethical to do that to an innocent creature, Artificial or not…"

Giovanni paused and smirked as he leant back in his wheelchair. "So you know of the pokemon Mewtwo, and it's origins"

Gary Squirmed within his bound state in a fit of fury, "Why are you making so many!??! Some of them are still alive out there! The ones your disgusting cronies buried and chopped!"

"It doesn't matter, those ones are merely unable to form, as you put it yourself, Gary… We're nearly there, and I will have one obey my commands if it's the last thing I do on this Earth!" Givovanni coughed loud and hoarsely at the end of his statement. No one would tell if it was just his talking or the musty dark room that caused it.

Just as Gary was squirming around in his bindings, he'd been slowly able to get a pokeball to finally drop from his pants pocket, unleashing his Arcanine. "Grrrrwaarrh!!!"

In what felt like a flash, Arcanine chomped it's way through Gary's bindings and shoved Giovanni backwards into the wall with it's hind legs with no hesitation. Gary grabbed a hold of his Arcanine before using a teleportation device he refers to as 'Escape rope'.

Two Team rocket grunts charge into the room to assist the frail Giovanni as his phone rang, "Sir you need to see the medic! You shouldn't take thuds like tha-"

"I'M NOT AS DECREPID AS YOU ALL THINK!? Nghhh…"

Groaning from the incident, Giovanni reaches into his inner jacket pocket and pulls out a black rotom phone, answering it in a huff. "This better be good news! Have you found more DNA from the Unovan experiment, Drake!?"

Through the video call is a bright, curly haired woman with a piercingly defiant voice. Some of the team rocket grunts refer to her as 'the clown', as a smile has barely ever wiped off her face. Except for those few who tell tales of a grim reality behind the mask… "It's always good news! You just don't know how to take progress, ahahaha!!!"

Giovanni stared blankly into the phone's camera as she cackled, before continuing, "ahah… Well, not only did we get the rest of the samples, but we got the main cretin themselves here! Well, we let it go after we t-"

"YOU LET IT GO!?!?!? THAT WAS OUR CHANCE TO CLONE HUNDREDS OR THOUSANDS OF THEM, YOU FUCKING IMBI- what!?" As Giovanni began to unleash his tirade, the clown, known formally as Professor Kana Drake, showed him a fogged up glass and metal chamber with what appeared to be a nearly complete foetus of a mewtwo.

"I hope you're read to listen or you wont get your kitty cats!" She widely grinned and giggled through her words.

"We let her go, as we still don't know how she even got pregnant in the first place"

"P-Pregnant!?" Giovanni spluttered, "They're pokemon? They are meant to have"

"Yes, Eggs! Ahahaha! We thought it best to let her go and hope that she is found again with another baby just for us, Gio!"

She laughed more and more maniacally before continuing "This one will be a sure thing, fuse it with a docile psychic pokemon or psychically gifted human and it'll be too indecisive to think for itself!"

Giovanni grumbled with reluctance, putting more faith in the eccentric genetisist. "Drake… Once you bring it back here, I'll take care of the other component…"

"Hahahaha!! Of course sir! I knew you'd understa-"

Giovanni had hung up before she even had a chance to finish. He leans forward again, almost lost in thought. A grunt goes to ask about his condition before they're cut off by Giovanni. "Have the Gym leaders of Symphony come to their senses yet?"

The grunt blankly stares at him before checking his watch in a hurry "a-ahh! sorry sir, right away! … … Their last email reads… uh…'Get fucked, we own the gym by law, no 'protection' money will be paid… Sincerely, Ai and Amare Spes… P S … How do you plan on forcing it from us? Your pokemon are undertrained and undervalued'."

Giovanni must have been infected with the clown's disposition as his smile widened, wrinkling his elderly face as he looked at an email on his rotom phone.

"Well, how about that… According to my intelligence division, they've frozen an embryo in recent days… How lucky for us".

#TW: Dismemberment #TW: Surgery #TW:Undead #mewtwo #pokemon #short story #fanfic #Okita #Okita Spes #Ai Spes #Amare Spes #Giovanni #Professor Kana Drake (OC) #Unova Newtwo #newtwo #Team Helix Rocket #Aunura Region

[nell0-0]

Ingo is having a time, alright 

[TW: Blood, nudity, surgery stuff, body modifications]

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#submas #subway bosses #Subway Boss Ingo #pokemon ingo #ingo #warden ingo #submas art #pla au #warden calaba #cyberpunk au #my art #tw: blood #tw: nudity #tw: surgery #tw: body modification

[irondadmadlads]

Irondad Prompt #62:

May, on the phone: Tony, I need your help with something.

Tony: Anything for the Parker’s!

May: So, Peter needs surgery and-

Tony: Woah, is he okay?

May: This was scheduled actually. But it was scheduled before the bite and-

Tony: No problem. I’ll let Helen and Bruce know and they’ll be happy to help our Spiderbaby!

May: One more thing. Peter’s supposed to be under adult supervision up to 48 hours after the surgery, but I have to work and-

Tony: Don’t worry, May. I’ll babysit him for you!

#iron man #irondad and spiderson #irondad and spiderson prompts #irondad prompts #spider man #spiderson prompts #iron dad #irondad #peter parker #spiderson #peter parker & tony stark #tony stark #mcu tony stark #mcu peter parker #marvel mcu #marvel #mcu #tw: surgery #surgery #peter parker whump

[burgerspeople]

So. Tomorrow I’m having my first real surgical procedure (unless my wisdom teeth removal several years ago counts as surgery). I’m having two (benign) tumors removed from my arms. I’ve had them for years as a result of having NF1, but I’ve never had a chance to get them taken off.

Lowkey nervous. 🙃

#tw: surgery

[megpricephotography]

Feb 9th 2016

These were taken on Flynn’s first “big walk” after his operation in early Jan of 2016, to remove the abscessed kidney which had caused him so much pain & misery & very nearly cost him his life. 

Poor guy, he’d been suffering most of his life at this point - Flynn was about 2.5yrs old when he had the kidney removed & we believe the abscess developed when he was around 5 months old. He showed few physical symptoms until near the end but the first owners told me that was when Flynn’s behaviour switched from being a sweet,cuddly puppy to being terrified of even gentle touch & responding with pretty extreme aggression when “threatened”. 

I’d adopted Flynn in Feb of 2015, with no clue he was actually sick & spent months baffled by what was going on. Flynn was clearly capable of being a really affectionate, biddable, dog - he tried SO hard to work with me... but then something seemingly inconsequential would happen & Flynn would react with complete terror, flipping into wildly aggressive behaviour. I remember one instance, when Flynn came to sit beside me while I was reading a book. I moved my hand, just to turn the page but Flynn saw the movement, thought I was going to try to pat him & bit my hand repeatedly, before bolting to hide in his crate. The entire situation was heartbreaking & scary. I had no clue what was fair to Flynn, or physically safe for me to endure - how long do you keep trying, when do you say “this is too much”? 

Then, finally, finally, we convinced a specialist vet to properly investigate. When they told me they’d found an abscessed kidney, my emotions were all over the place - horror that he’d been suffering for so long & utter relief because here was an explanation for the behaviour & it was something we could, hopefully, fix. I vividly remember the day Flynn came back after surgery. He must’ve been in a lot of pain - it’s no joke having a kidney removed but Flynn was... happier, lighter, softer. I can hardly describe it but I knew then, we’d be OK.

Post-op recovery was... interesting... Flynn thought he was definitely, completely, 100% better pretty much from day 1 & he could not understand why he was restricted to leash walks for a couple of weeks! He was unbelievably happy when I finally took him up the hills again in February. I watched him run about & play & couldn’t quite believe we’d effectively been given a new start together. Already, Flynn’s behaviour had settled & improved.

The past 7 years haven’t all been easy, Flynn’s issues weren’t completely cured once the pain went away - it took time & work to help him overcome some pretty ingrained fears. We’ve had many setbacks but it’s 3 (4?) years since Flynn last bit me & these days, if I move my hand near him, Flynn doesn’t snarl, or flinch & cower - his eyes go soft & he wags his tail & gently sniffs my fingers for treats. There are days that still amazes me. The glimpses of a sweet nature, which I saw even during his worst weeks & months were the real Flynn... & I am so unbelievably glad we got another chance with him. 

These pics were the start of the rest of his life.  

#flynn #border collie #dog #rescue dog #tw: surgery #tw: illness

[tarnishedxknight]

{out of dalmasca} Well... I'm finally home. I got home around 2:30PM. Saturday. For a same-day procedure scheduled for 4:30PM Friday that should have taken from check-in to discharge about 4-5 hours.

Yeeeeeeeah...

It. Was. An absolute nightmare. I'll briefly summarize below a cut for anyone who wants the dirt and to hear my harrowing tale of woe, lol, but long story short, it was one of the worst experiences of my life and I never want to go back to that hospital ever again, heh. Which.. is sad. I was born in that hospital. My mother was a nurse there for the majority of her career. She loved that hospital. My life was saved there when I was two and sick with JRA, and my dad's was saved when he was in his 60s and he got a rare blood infection. But this experience? -47/10 would not recommend. But it's done, the actual surgery went well, now I just have to heal up. =)

Okay, so. What happened was... someone who should've had a 2-hour surgery before me to have their appendix removed ended up having a cancerous tumor there that nobody expected. It was really in there good and wrapped around important things, and the surgery took 8 hours to safely remove it. So my appt. time was 4:30PM, I was told to get there at 2PM, I got there at 1:45PM... and I didn't have surgery until 11:45PM. It was a total fiasco of everything that could possibly go wrong... going wrong.

Machines broke down or malfunctioned. They did a random maintenance of the computer system so none of the nurse could log into their little mobile kiosk accounts. I had two different bed issues. One took three nurses to figure out how to lock it so it didn't move around (the table I was having surgery on), and the other bed (my post-op recovery bed) the nurse backed so far up that it got hiked up onto a drawer of a shelving unit behind it and then wouldn't raise or lower. When she figured this out, she closed the drawer, causing the bed to painfully and suddenly drop like 8 inches to the floor with me in it. My check-in nurse disappeared and they couldn't find him for a solid hour and I had to get another one and restart the whole process. Another forgot to take an IV port out of an elderly patient who had been next to me and let him go home with it, only to have to walk him through removing it over the phone later. None of this instilled confidence.

They put me in a room after surgery because "it's late now," and the phone didn't work in the room. Neither did the TV. That's okay because I couldn't see anything anyway AND I had no cell phone because my dad took them, because they told him he'd be coming back in a couple hours to take me home and then... just kidding. So I sat in one room for 8 hours before surgery, and then sat in another post-surgery for 13 hours. With. Nothing to do (except they did have a passable portable tv in the first room, which I'll get to in a second). Unable to see or make calls. And I had none of my meds that prevent other serious medical issues while sleep so......... I couldn't sleep. I had to fight to stay away or risk things going wrong in other ways. Dear gods, the boredom and stress.

I was put in a room with a terminally ill cancer patient who wanted to chat and tell me in gory detail everything about her illness. That... was not what I needed right just then. Then, she kept like... I would push the call button (once I found out where it was because nobody told me), and because I was hidden in the back and she was by the door, they would just ask her what she wanted, she'd get help to do this that or whatever, and then they'd leave again without even talking to me.

Just outside our room was the man who had the appendix out. He was shrieking, crying, and moaning all night long because he was in pain, and they couldn't give him anything for it because his blood pressure had bottomed out. It was like something out of a horror movie, except real, to listen to the sounds of agony this poor man was making. Extremely upsetting. I cried twice just because I had a visceral human response to the sounds he was making. Another reason why I got no sleep.

I am supposed to be on a low fat diet, at least until I heal. Also, when you have GE surgery, the last thing you want is to drink caustic acid. So what do they bring me for breakfast? Orange juice, raw pineapple, and tart strawberries (I could feel them all burning on the way down, I was in agony), and then scrambled eggs with melted cheese, fried breakfast sausages, and fried potatoes. Like. What the actual fuck. And coffee. I detest coffee. When I asked for tea I got looked at funny and told they couldn't give that to me. Apparently hot tea is a burn risk, but hot coffee is fine. Yeah, okay, sure. Tell that to that woman who sued McDonalds for burning her own lap. I couldn't eat the potatoes, they were so dry I was afraid of choking on them, it was ridiculous. But I ate and drank as much as I could because, all told during this process, I had gone 17.5 hours without water, and about 21 hours without food.

The reason they kept me overnight was because my surgeon just left afterward. He didn't talk to me, didn't give discharge orders, didn't say anything, he just left. Then, as of like 6AM when they called him, he didn't answer, until around 12PM when they gave up and called another doctor, who basically said yeah I'm busy I'll get to it when I get to it. Hence me not being released until 2PM.

And the pain is..... omg intense. Debilitating. Not at all what was described to me as what to expect. And I'm no wuss, I've been in and out of hospitals since I was two, I have 10 piercings, I had all four wisdom teeth extracted and was eating pizza later that same day lol, and I have a very high pain threshold, so for me to say the pain is A Lot™ is.... yeah. This is hell. I am in hell. XD

But I am home now and I just need to somehow get through the next few days until the pain gets better and my life gets more normal. My sleep schedule is all messed up and the pain is distracting, so I'm not sure when I'm going to be on to write. Over the next 3 days or so, I'll do what I can, when I can. If I feel like it's comforting and therapeutic, I will. If not, I won't.

BUT... the one ray of light in this hellish process was that in the room I was in for 8 hours the first time, they had a TV, and even though everything was blurry without my glasses, I found a channel playing movies. I got to watch the classic Ghostbusters II, which I love, and then they had back to back Iron Man and Iron Man 2. Got all the way through them, and then they moved me 10 minutes before IM2 ended, which was... rude. I've already seen it but still. That's so annoying. XD

The funny thing was, the night before surgery I was so anxious I couldn't sleep, so I was on my phone watching and listening to random videos and music. I found my favorite music video of Tony Stark/Iron Man that I hadn't seen in a long time, and it was weird for me to click on it because lately I haven't been writing him and I felt a bit detached from the character. So I thought it was funny that I randomly watched that the night before, and then I'm in the hospital watching Iron Man movies on their TV, haha. Needless to say, my muse for Tony is now through the roof, so... that's going to be a thing for a while.

Weirdly enough, watching Tony going through all the medical stuff with his reactor, and watching him battle his own anxiety and neuroticism, was strangely comforting to me sitting hours on end in a hospital awaiting surgery having one panic attack after another. I know, it makes no sense, you'd really think it'd make me more nervous, or that it would exacerbate my anxiety, but you'd be wrong. Neurodivergence ftw, heh. XD

Anyway, I'm home, I'm hurting, but I'm okay. And actually, despite everything going wrong, my actual surgery apparently went "perfect textbook" well. So that's the most important thing. I may be lurking for a couple days unless I get better sleep and my pain gets to a level where I can do more with my brain than just sit here and think.... ow. XD I'll see how I feel in the next few days and if I need to extend my hiatus from my regular rp schedule further, I'll let everyone know.

#{ out of dalmasca } ᵒᵒᶜ #tw: surgery #tw: medical #tw: cancer

[our-transmasculine-experience]

Do you mind talking about your bottom surgery experience? Someone said that theirs hurt very very badly and caused infections...

oh i totally phrased that weird. i haven’t actually had bottom surgery but i plan on it. i’m pre-t and pre-op but i plan on all of it.

but i have done a ton of research and i will tell you what i’ve learned from other people’s experiences and several studies. if you need me to cite my sources i can but i won’t do that right now to save myself some time. the statistics are not exact, but i have taken a general consensus from a large number of studies.

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phalloplasty (skip to bottom for statistics) is the more invasive surgery and the one that typically causes the most complications. when done correctly, it creates a more realistic, larger penis that may be able to be used for penetration. basically, surgeons take a nerve, a blood vessel, and a graft of skin from another area of the body (typically forearm or thigh) and it is used to create a neophallus (the penis that is created). issues often arise with the donor site getting infected. something that is also typically (but not always) done with this surgery is urethral lengthening and rerouting. it takes the existing urethra, and by using a thin strap of skin from the donor site, is extended and rerouted to the tip of the neophallus to urinate out of. sometimes the body will reject the created urethra which will also cause complications typically fixed with another surgery. those are some of the most major complications but i recommend you look into it.

tl;dr: about a 32% urethral complication rate, about a 7% donor site complication rate.

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metoidioplasty is a simpler, less invasive surgery but creates a much smaller neophallus that cannot be used for penetration and may not give the owner the ability to urinate while standing, even with a urethroplasty (urethral lengthening). surgeons cut out one’s clitoris that is enlarged from testosterone (bottom growth) and move it higher to an area that resembles where a cis man’s penis is. again, urethroplasty is common but not required for this surgery, but it looks a little different in this surgery. instead, the urethra is just rerouted to the tip of the neophallus, which leaves a lot less complications.

tl;dr: about a 10% urethral complication rate, about a 8% wound rate.

#tw: surgery #tw: genitals #lgbt #lgbtq #transgender #ftm #transmasc #trans #trans guy