This is that blog.
If you have a weak stomach, stop reading now.
Seriously.
Well mine was apparently a little bit harder to get out than the doctors expected.
Haha. Let us start from the beginning.
May 9th, the doctor’s office called me a 9:15 the day of my appt to try to change the appt time to 10am. It takes my mom and I about 45 minutes to get out to the doctor’s office on a good day with no traffic. And as with most appt the doctors request you be there 15-30 minutes early for the vital checkup. I also didn’t hear my phone ring, so I didn’t see the missed call until 930, so I tried to call the number back and "this number has been disconnected" which was realllly strange, so I blew it off.
My mom and I get up to the appt and as we're checking in we notice that my name and cell number are on a sticky note, on the desk, out for everyone to see. I hand over my ID to check in and the nurse straight away gives me bitch attitude with "we tried to call you to move your appt up" I said I got the missed called and the number was wrong when I called back. Then she said that she left a message and so did the doctor... so I checked my phone (having it a whole 5 days at this point just realized...) I didn’t have my voice mail set up, so where they hell was the message left???
the nurse tried to give us more bitch attitude by trying to reschedule for a different day, and we said that it was possible for us come back at a different day or time, that is why we set it up for today, at the time we set it up for... it isn’t our fault that someone on your side possibly messed up with how they scheduled it. The nurse told me to sit down and she'll see if she could "squeeze me in" (it is 1030 at this time, and my actual appt is at 11am).
The appt time comes and goes...at 1145 the nurse gets up, I thought good news, no... She turned off the lights to the waiting room area and Left for Lunch! Just before she left she flipped a sign over that said "this area is closed for lunch between 12-1pm"
I haven’t had an update on what the hell is going on since 1045. So I’m getting annoyed, and am not sure if I should leave or not.
A doctor walked out from the back door, so I snagged her and asked for an update. She got flustered at me and told me that a room was being prepared, and someone messed up when scheduling my appt... Which isn’t my problem (I got Two confirming appt called the Thursday and Friday before)..
Finally I’m called back after waiting for two hours!
This is where the fun begins. I had a nurse, a doctor, and a trainee to remove and insert the Implanons, and my mom was also in the room, watching... :)
They numbed up my arm... gooooood.
The female doctor didn’t want me to have a bigger scar, so she made a cut within the scar I already had on my arm to remove the old Implanon. The female doctor had these forceps and the circled part was in my arm trying to get out the Implanon.
My mom was telling me all this, because I wasn’t looking at any of it. My mom thought it was cool.. Haha. At this point the female nurse and doctor both mentioned that if I was their daughter they would Not be even be in the room. Good thing I have a supportive mom to keep my nerves at bay.
Back to the Implanon. Good thing my arm was super numbed up because the Implanon refused to be gripped, and would slip right out of the forceps. The female doctor ended up grabbing the end too hard, and bent the tip of it making it harder to grab onto.
15 minutes later
She gave the male doctor a try, 10 minutes after that I told her that the scars don’t bother me, the scar is on the underside of my arm anyway and to just make a bigger cut.. I can’t feel it, so why the hell not. So they did make the cut a little bit bigger, but still had trouble grabbing it.
10 minutes later
The female doctor had a good grip on it and it was almost out.. Then the Implanon slipped out of the forceps again and shot back into my arm. Haha I didn’t feel it, so it didn’t bother me.
5 minutes later
The female doctor had a grip on it again, and she was getting mad so she just yanked! I felt a slight pinch above where I was numb, and my mom said there was a white stringy thing attached to the end of it...
Apparently over the last three years a nerve ending has been weaving in and out of the tiny holes in the Implanon and that is what was holding it in, and what was yanked out with causing the slight pinch feeling.
The male doctor was ready with the new one and inserted it right away. A strip of sterile tape, a gauze square, and a sticky wrap were placed over it. I was told to leave to gauze and sticky wrap on it for 24 hours to keep the pressure on it, and then leave the sterile tape alone until it fell off by itself.
This is what it looked like right after we left the hospital:
A few days after I took the wrap off (the 11th) I noticed this:
First thing I thought was "what the hell?!"
I asked my not-doctor-doctor-dad and he ruled out infection. So I thought no worries, but the next day it was slightly bigger and started to itch.
The day of the 12th I went in for a "check up" to make sure everything was good, at a closer hospital where the male doctor was for this day. He ended up being busy, so I saw a different female doctor. She took off the strip of sterile tape and also ruled out infection. When she took off the tape it made the blister thing and the area around it itch like mad, it also showed that the other section under the tape was starting to get red and itchy. This made her think that I could be having a slight allergic reaction to the tape.
She said to scratch, and "Don’t Pop It." I didn’t, and it didn’t pop on its own... The liquid inside just went away (it took a little over a week).
All is well in the left arm of AJ again..
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