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For those of you who have not taken care of yourselves, are overweight and/or don't exercise, perhaps this might be a wake-up call. I'll gloss over some of the details since it would make for a long and boring read.
Five years ago I had a colon polyp resected, which unfortunately puts you on the "5 year plan" for surveillance colonscopy. Needless to say, since I was 37 at the time, I was a little unhappy about this, but hell it beats the alternative!
I took last week off, planning to get our beach place squared away and scheduled my 5 year "anal invasion" on Wednesday, planning for a long weekend over Easter with my wife and kids, since my 6 year-old had Spring break Thurs-Mon. Well, this time around my Gasteroenterologist (who incidentally is a classmate and fraternity brother of mine from medical school) resected THREE of the little buggers!
As an important side note, about 2 years ago, I decided to get in shape. I dropped forty pounds of fat and worked myself up to an hour of vigorous cardio and an hour of circuit weight training three times a week. I was "inspired" when my wife gave me a gym membership and a sweat suit for a X-mas present
! I can take a not too subtle hint!
Anyway, I didn't feel quite right over the holiday, and called the on-call doc from the beach on Saturday. We both felt I was having some spasm, but at this point I wasn't bleeding...yet. On the way home we stopped for dinner and that's when trouble started. I had a bowel movement of about a half a cup of blood. I called in and, the doc said to just sit tight
and hopefully it would resolve. It didn't. I arrived in the ER at 11PM on Saturday. My initial hemoglobin was 13.5 (I normally run 14.5) which means I lost a pint of blood. After some IV fluid, it dropped to 11.5, so I was down 3 pints. At 3 AM I seemed to be holding my own and sent my nurse wife home, since neither of us wanted the kids to freak out on Easter morning. 15 minutes later I crashed, and when I mean crashed, I FREAKING CRASHED! My blood pressure dropped to 40/0 and I developed an incredible sense of impending doom with tunnel vision. At this point I broke out in a cold, clammy sweat and was competing with the sheets, as to "who could be the whitest!"
! As the room flooded with nurses and docs, an O2 mask mask and multiple, additional IVs were inserted, I heard my nurse say, "We can't F%&*ing CODE him, he's STILL TALKING to ME!"
, as she put me in Trendelenberg position, (head down, feet up). After fluid resuscitation, my hemoglobin bottomed out at 8.5, which is where we REALLY start pushing transfusions:barf: . I'd lost nearly 40% of my blood volume. Although the risk of hepatitis C and D is less than 1%, it STILL happens and is a REALLY crappy way to go!
In terms of lessons learned here, I can assure you that had I not been in really excellent condition, I would not be at home writing this. At best, I'd still be in the ICU after 2-4 units of blood. I'll let you figure out the WORST case scenario!
Five years ago I had a colon polyp resected, which unfortunately puts you on the "5 year plan" for surveillance colonscopy. Needless to say, since I was 37 at the time, I was a little unhappy about this, but hell it beats the alternative!

I took last week off, planning to get our beach place squared away and scheduled my 5 year "anal invasion" on Wednesday, planning for a long weekend over Easter with my wife and kids, since my 6 year-old had Spring break Thurs-Mon. Well, this time around my Gasteroenterologist (who incidentally is a classmate and fraternity brother of mine from medical school) resected THREE of the little buggers!



Anyway, I didn't feel quite right over the holiday, and called the on-call doc from the beach on Saturday. We both felt I was having some spasm, but at this point I wasn't bleeding...yet. On the way home we stopped for dinner and that's when trouble started. I had a bowel movement of about a half a cup of blood. I called in and, the doc said to just sit tight




In terms of lessons learned here, I can assure you that had I not been in really excellent condition, I would not be at home writing this. At best, I'd still be in the ICU after 2-4 units of blood. I'll let you figure out the WORST case scenario!
