Hi everyone!
Let me start by giving you guys a little background info as to why I'm here. I apologize in advance for how long this is going to be, and thank you in advance for taking the time to read this and hopefully reply with thoughts or ideas, etc..
Okay, so my name is Christina and I have a brother who is 27 years old and has a long list of medical illnesses. This is where it gets long and complicated, and please excuse the fact that I am not 100% sure of some of the names, diagnoses, and medications that I will be talking about, but I will do my best. So my brother was born with chronic lung disease, and ever since I can remember, we have been in and out of the hospital all his life. I'm 20 years old, and I'm pretty sure I've spent more than half my life in a hospital alongside my brother. So through the years, he came across new and challenging medical situations like tumors surrounding his heart, some type of arthritis (I don't know why he has it, but he does), asthma, chronic lung disease, restless leg syndrome? He had to have gastric bypass because of his weight from all the steroids to keep him alive, and most recently, this whole colostomy ileostomy mess that happened two or so years ago, and that's why I'm here today! Because at this point, after so much, I feel like not only has my brother, but also my mother and father, have become doubtful of his life and started losing hope and faith, which I thought would never happen. Now, let me take some time to explain this whole colostomy situation. Again, with a lot of this information and the exact situation, I am not so informed because I struggle to ask questions since most of the time those questions have negative answers, and I'd rather not hear them and end up feeling sadder about my brother's situation. But I will do my best!
So, I think about August 2011 or so, one day I remember my brother and mom had found this weird pimple-looking thing on my brother's butt, and it wasn't all too big. But after some time, it started getting pretty unnaturally big. So eventually, they took him into the ER, and when they did, I guess the doctor tried to pop it, and all this poop and blood came out. And then after that happened, I'm pretty sure he just went home, and from there, things went downhill. I don't really recall exactly how these next few steps went, but somewhere along the month of August, my brother was admitted to the hospital for serious stomach pains, which for me was different because usually, he was in the hospital for asthma. Anyway, he was in the hospital with all this pain, and no one knew exactly what was going on. So I guess at some point, they figured out he had holes or something in his intestines, and that's why all this poop was just floating all around in him and messing everything up. Then they did all these surgeries, and that's when he got his first colostomy bag! During this time, he also became addicted to the pain medication they gave him for the pain, which was not a good thing obviously, but it helped with his pain. So pretty much after the first bag and surgeries, he ended up staying admitted into the hospital for 9 months straight and had, I believe, around 7 surgeries and countless procedures. During these months, my mom never left his side like any mother would do, but then from all the stress, she ended up having 3 mild heart attacks, and they also found cancer cells in her breast, but luckily, with two or so surgeries, they removed all the cells. Aside from that, during these crazy 9 months, my brother got extremely skinny and didn't look himself anymore.
Somehow around May 2012, he finally was released and sent home. When he came home, he was around 90 lbs and had a colostomy bag and was also addicted to pain medication, while still suffering severe pain in his tummy. Also, the first few weeks, we had those home nurses that would come and help out. My mom and brother struggled to get him off the pain medication, which was intense for everyone in the house because of withdrawals and all that. Finally, after all their hard work, a few months later, he was back to a good weight, off the bad drugs, going back to school, and doing well, even with his colostomy bag! Even his asthma was doing well. I think he went about 4 months without once going to the ER, which is a record for him! BUT THEN, his asthma started to act up, and he unfortunately ended up back on the pain medication and addicted to it and was headed down the wrong path again.
So about three or so months ago, he was put back in one day. I honestly don't remember what exactly brought him back in, but I'm pretty sure it was stomach pains again. So then, sure enough, he had something wrong with that tomato-looking thing, which I'm pretty sure is called a stoma. And I think his fluids inside were infected as well, and they were concerned about fistulas and obstructions and all that. So then he had a few more surgeries and procedures, and all this crazy stuff happened in between, and I had never been so hopeless and worried about my brother because he's such a trooper. But now, more than ever, I see how everyone is starting to act more and more like this is what is going to end his life, and I truly believe that's not the case, and I know he can get through this.
So anyway, now four months later, he is still in the hospital, and as of right now, he still has his colostomy (but it is not being used for some reason; it just kinda sits there) and a temporary (?) ileostomy (which, by the way, I changed for him one day, and it was so crazy and weird. I give props to all of you ostomates for having to do that every day), and they took out like all his small intestine and most of his large intestine and also his colon, and they put in a wound vac thing that helps heal his insides or something? Oh, and apparently, his fluids inside are infected for some reason, so pretty much, to sum it up, whatever insides he has left are like toxic. Well, anyways, let me get to my point because this is extremely long...and hopefully, if you are reading this, you're still bearing with my horrible spelling and lack of medical term knowledge?
So, as I became a hypochondriac myself and spent hours on the internet researching anything and everything, I decided one day to look up and see if anyone had similar issues like my brother. I stumbled upon a few of these types of forums, but this one was my favorite! All of you are so positive and have so many great tips, and a lot of you have similar situations as my brother and give me hope by how all of you live such normal lives with all types of bags and complications. So I thought I would make a post and see if anyone else is or knows anybody who has similar situations as my brother because I feel as if the doctors have run out of options by the way they talk, and my family as well. They all say that my brother is such a rare case, and there's not much they can do for him, but I know there is someone out there that has information or advice or tips or really anything that can help my brother and family get back on a good track and live our lives as normally as possible.
Well, after writing a billion words, hopefully, you're still with me if you're reading this, and I hope I didn't ramble too much or confuse any of you. But please leave any comments, tips, advice, thoughts, questions, anything! I would really love and appreciate any feedback!
All of you ostomates are seriously so great and positive and inspirational. I hope to one day see my family and brother back to being so positive, faithful, and hopeful, like all of you.
Thanks again for reading!
Let me start by giving you guys a little background info as to why I'm here. I apologize in advance for how long this is going to be, and thank you in advance for taking the time to read this and hopefully reply with thoughts or ideas, etc..
Okay, so my name is Christina and I have a brother who is 27 years old and has a long list of medical illnesses. This is where it gets long and complicated, and please excuse the fact that I am not 100% sure of some of the names, diagnoses, and medications that I will be talking about, but I will do my best. So my brother was born with chronic lung disease, and ever since I can remember, we have been in and out of the hospital all his life. I'm 20 years old, and I'm pretty sure I've spent more than half my life in a hospital alongside my brother. So through the years, he came across new and challenging medical situations like tumors surrounding his heart, some type of arthritis (I don't know why he has it, but he does), asthma, chronic lung disease, restless leg syndrome? He had to have gastric bypass because of his weight from all the steroids to keep him alive, and most recently, this whole colostomy ileostomy mess that happened two or so years ago, and that's why I'm here today! Because at this point, after so much, I feel like not only has my brother, but also my mother and father, have become doubtful of his life and started losing hope and faith, which I thought would never happen. Now, let me take some time to explain this whole colostomy situation. Again, with a lot of this information and the exact situation, I am not so informed because I struggle to ask questions since most of the time those questions have negative answers, and I'd rather not hear them and end up feeling sadder about my brother's situation. But I will do my best!
So, I think about August 2011 or so, one day I remember my brother and mom had found this weird pimple-looking thing on my brother's butt, and it wasn't all too big. But after some time, it started getting pretty unnaturally big. So eventually, they took him into the ER, and when they did, I guess the doctor tried to pop it, and all this poop and blood came out. And then after that happened, I'm pretty sure he just went home, and from there, things went downhill. I don't really recall exactly how these next few steps went, but somewhere along the month of August, my brother was admitted to the hospital for serious stomach pains, which for me was different because usually, he was in the hospital for asthma. Anyway, he was in the hospital with all this pain, and no one knew exactly what was going on. So I guess at some point, they figured out he had holes or something in his intestines, and that's why all this poop was just floating all around in him and messing everything up. Then they did all these surgeries, and that's when he got his first colostomy bag! During this time, he also became addicted to the pain medication they gave him for the pain, which was not a good thing obviously, but it helped with his pain. So pretty much after the first bag and surgeries, he ended up staying admitted into the hospital for 9 months straight and had, I believe, around 7 surgeries and countless procedures. During these months, my mom never left his side like any mother would do, but then from all the stress, she ended up having 3 mild heart attacks, and they also found cancer cells in her breast, but luckily, with two or so surgeries, they removed all the cells. Aside from that, during these crazy 9 months, my brother got extremely skinny and didn't look himself anymore.
Somehow around May 2012, he finally was released and sent home. When he came home, he was around 90 lbs and had a colostomy bag and was also addicted to pain medication, while still suffering severe pain in his tummy. Also, the first few weeks, we had those home nurses that would come and help out. My mom and brother struggled to get him off the pain medication, which was intense for everyone in the house because of withdrawals and all that. Finally, after all their hard work, a few months later, he was back to a good weight, off the bad drugs, going back to school, and doing well, even with his colostomy bag! Even his asthma was doing well. I think he went about 4 months without once going to the ER, which is a record for him! BUT THEN, his asthma started to act up, and he unfortunately ended up back on the pain medication and addicted to it and was headed down the wrong path again.
So about three or so months ago, he was put back in one day. I honestly don't remember what exactly brought him back in, but I'm pretty sure it was stomach pains again. So then, sure enough, he had something wrong with that tomato-looking thing, which I'm pretty sure is called a stoma. And I think his fluids inside were infected as well, and they were concerned about fistulas and obstructions and all that. So then he had a few more surgeries and procedures, and all this crazy stuff happened in between, and I had never been so hopeless and worried about my brother because he's such a trooper. But now, more than ever, I see how everyone is starting to act more and more like this is what is going to end his life, and I truly believe that's not the case, and I know he can get through this.
So anyway, now four months later, he is still in the hospital, and as of right now, he still has his colostomy (but it is not being used for some reason; it just kinda sits there) and a temporary (?) ileostomy (which, by the way, I changed for him one day, and it was so crazy and weird. I give props to all of you ostomates for having to do that every day), and they took out like all his small intestine and most of his large intestine and also his colon, and they put in a wound vac thing that helps heal his insides or something? Oh, and apparently, his fluids inside are infected for some reason, so pretty much, to sum it up, whatever insides he has left are like toxic. Well, anyways, let me get to my point because this is extremely long...and hopefully, if you are reading this, you're still bearing with my horrible spelling and lack of medical term knowledge?
So, as I became a hypochondriac myself and spent hours on the internet researching anything and everything, I decided one day to look up and see if anyone had similar issues like my brother. I stumbled upon a few of these types of forums, but this one was my favorite! All of you are so positive and have so many great tips, and a lot of you have similar situations as my brother and give me hope by how all of you live such normal lives with all types of bags and complications. So I thought I would make a post and see if anyone else is or knows anybody who has similar situations as my brother because I feel as if the doctors have run out of options by the way they talk, and my family as well. They all say that my brother is such a rare case, and there's not much they can do for him, but I know there is someone out there that has information or advice or tips or really anything that can help my brother and family get back on a good track and live our lives as normally as possible.
Well, after writing a billion words, hopefully, you're still with me if you're reading this, and I hope I didn't ramble too much or confuse any of you. But please leave any comments, tips, advice, thoughts, questions, anything! I would really love and appreciate any feedback!
All of you ostomates are seriously so great and positive and inspirational. I hope to one day see my family and brother back to being so positive, faithful, and hopeful, like all of you.
Thanks again for reading!