Two years ago, I found out that I had endometrial cancer. A total abdominal hysterectomy was scheduled by my gynecologist (who I adore and has never treated me with anything but complete respect). The surgery went off without a hitch. I reviewed the surgery report after I had recovered and noted that the surgeon who had assisted my gyn had made a very random note in the middle of the factual recount of the surgery: “The surgery was very difficult due to the patient’s obesity.” I shrugged it off and moved on.
I developed a hernia. After two years, it was starting to bother me and the surgeon felt it was time for repair. I went with the same surgeon because he was familiar with the case and I did not want to wait 4-6 months to get an appointment as a new patient with another surgeon.
Yesterday was the surgery. Or it should have been. I told the anesthesia doctor that I had been told I was a difficult intubation during my last procedure for kidney stones. I’ve never been a difficult intubation before and have been operated on at my current weight in the past. He assured me they’d prepare for a difficult intubation and that from what he was seeing, he’s sure I’d be fine.
I woke up in the recovery room to the news that the surgery had been aborted. They attempted to intubate me 25 times according to what the surgeon shared with my family.
He further told my family that my options were to lose 100 pounds and try again or do an “awake intubation” where I am awake and help by swallowing while they’re intubating me. My husband indicated to the doctor that I’d been operated on at this weight before and it wasn’t an issue.
I’m in a great deal of pain today but the worst part is feeling completely helpless. Once again the problem is my weight and the prescription is to lose the magical 100 pounds. I’m at a loss where to turn or what to do next. I don’t want to go back to this fat phobic surgeon but don’t know what to do next.