fuzzyduck
Full Member
Not sure if anyone remembers me. It's good to see some familiar faces still around and lots of newer people too.
I'm jumping back on the SS wagon tomorrow after putting on 10lbs over Christmas (argh, just recounted and its 12lbs not 10
). I was doing well maintaining but we had a bit of a crisis a few weeks ago and things went downhill from there diet wise.
I'll C&P the story from another forum as it will take me ages to write out again.
A bit of background first. DS2 (2) has had an acquired haemangioma (like a strawberry birth mark) on his forehead which appeared about 3-4 months ago. About 6 weeks ago he knocked into a table and it started bleeding. The bleeding got worse over the next 2 weeks until 1 night we couldn't get it to stop and required a trip to casualty and a day in paeds the following day. They told us to keep it dressed until the bleeding stopped.
4 days later it still hadn't stopped so we went back to the paeds ward and they referred us to Sheffield childrens hospital and we got an appointment for day surgery on 27th of December to have it removed. We had to keep it dressed in the mean time as it was still bleeding slightly.
So we have kept it dressed and bandaged for the last 5-6 weeks, having to change the dressing every couple of days when it bled through. Over the past weeks it has grown from a pimple sized spot to the size of a 2p coin and standing proud about 5mm from his head.
Anyway, he went to bed as normal on Monday night, and I went to bed at 11pm. Peeked through the door of his bedroom and all seemed fine, 5 mins later I heard him cry so I went to check on him and was met with something like a scene from a horror film. He was covered from head to toe in blood, so was the bed and it had soaked through the pillow to the mattress. Screamed to DH to fetch some towel and applied pressure while DH called an ambulance. Got to the hospital where they got the bleeding under control with bandages and dressings and then sent us to the waiting room as we were told they were very busy and it may be a while till we were seen.
3 hours later, and the only person we had seen was a triage nurse. So I asked how long it would be and they said it would probably be at least another couple of hours, probably more. By this time it was 3am and I was sick of waiting so I phoned through to Sheffield and they told us to take him through there.
At Sheffield A&E we were taken straight through and they removed the bandages. Cue lots more blood and DS2 having to be pinned down while they applied a special haemostatic dressing to try and stop the bleeding.
We were moved to an assessment unit for the rest of the night and a surgeon came to see him the following morning at 9am. He wanted to remove the bandage to take a look. I warned him to get lots of wadding to soak up the blood but he said as it had had 4 hours of haemostatic dressing the bleeding would have stopped! Yeah right! So we had yet another blood bath and once again a distressed DS2 while he was pinned down and his head re-dressed. The surgeon wrote on his notes not to remove the bandages until surgery which would be done asap. He went down for surgery at 3pm and came back in a different theatre gown as he had soaked that one in blood too.
They have done a fantastic job on his head and the scar will be minimal, but he has to be on iron for the next 3 months as his iron levels dropped to 8.5.
As for the aftercare on the ward, that was a different matter. I had to ask for a drink for him twice when he came back from theatre, and then had to stand there while they made it as she got distracted again (they wouldn't let me get it myself). Other things happened too but that's another story.
So you see, the diet went out of the window when faced with vending machine food for a couple of days, and I just didn't manage to get back into the swing of things after that.
Here's my brave little soldier at about 1am in A&E after he'd been cleaned up a bit.
Anyway, I've waffled enough for now. It feels good to be back and getting back on track.
HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU ALL.
Niki xXx
I'm jumping back on the SS wagon tomorrow after putting on 10lbs over Christmas (argh, just recounted and its 12lbs not 10
). I was doing well maintaining but we had a bit of a crisis a few weeks ago and things went downhill from there diet wise.I'll C&P the story from another forum as it will take me ages to write out again.
A bit of background first. DS2 (2) has had an acquired haemangioma (like a strawberry birth mark) on his forehead which appeared about 3-4 months ago. About 6 weeks ago he knocked into a table and it started bleeding. The bleeding got worse over the next 2 weeks until 1 night we couldn't get it to stop and required a trip to casualty and a day in paeds the following day. They told us to keep it dressed until the bleeding stopped.
4 days later it still hadn't stopped so we went back to the paeds ward and they referred us to Sheffield childrens hospital and we got an appointment for day surgery on 27th of December to have it removed. We had to keep it dressed in the mean time as it was still bleeding slightly.
So we have kept it dressed and bandaged for the last 5-6 weeks, having to change the dressing every couple of days when it bled through. Over the past weeks it has grown from a pimple sized spot to the size of a 2p coin and standing proud about 5mm from his head.
Anyway, he went to bed as normal on Monday night, and I went to bed at 11pm. Peeked through the door of his bedroom and all seemed fine, 5 mins later I heard him cry so I went to check on him and was met with something like a scene from a horror film. He was covered from head to toe in blood, so was the bed and it had soaked through the pillow to the mattress. Screamed to DH to fetch some towel and applied pressure while DH called an ambulance. Got to the hospital where they got the bleeding under control with bandages and dressings and then sent us to the waiting room as we were told they were very busy and it may be a while till we were seen.
3 hours later, and the only person we had seen was a triage nurse. So I asked how long it would be and they said it would probably be at least another couple of hours, probably more. By this time it was 3am and I was sick of waiting so I phoned through to Sheffield and they told us to take him through there.
At Sheffield A&E we were taken straight through and they removed the bandages. Cue lots more blood and DS2 having to be pinned down while they applied a special haemostatic dressing to try and stop the bleeding.
We were moved to an assessment unit for the rest of the night and a surgeon came to see him the following morning at 9am. He wanted to remove the bandage to take a look. I warned him to get lots of wadding to soak up the blood but he said as it had had 4 hours of haemostatic dressing the bleeding would have stopped! Yeah right! So we had yet another blood bath and once again a distressed DS2 while he was pinned down and his head re-dressed. The surgeon wrote on his notes not to remove the bandages until surgery which would be done asap. He went down for surgery at 3pm and came back in a different theatre gown as he had soaked that one in blood too.
They have done a fantastic job on his head and the scar will be minimal, but he has to be on iron for the next 3 months as his iron levels dropped to 8.5.
As for the aftercare on the ward, that was a different matter. I had to ask for a drink for him twice when he came back from theatre, and then had to stand there while they made it as she got distracted again (they wouldn't let me get it myself). Other things happened too but that's another story.
So you see, the diet went out of the window when faced with vending machine food for a couple of days, and I just didn't manage to get back into the swing of things after that.
Here's my brave little soldier at about 1am in A&E after he'd been cleaned up a bit.
Anyway, I've waffled enough for now. It feels good to be back and getting back on track.
HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU ALL.
Niki xXx
