This little device was actually the reason for everything. What was suggested to be a solution became worst than the initial problem. This is a peritoneal catheter - implanted in my wife's stomach for us to able to perform peritoneal dialysis in lieu of hemodialysis. They say this was the best solution... and the better alternative... but then...Doctors know best... or so I thought. My wife was advised to convert from hemo to peritoneal due to a number of reasons. Her stomach never returned to it's normal shape due to ascites... her fistula, as they say would 'explode' anytime as it is already in worse condition... for her weakening body, it's best for her to stay at home. And most importantly, patients who were converted to peritoneal dialysis were able to recover quickly and were able to live and move normally.
But what they didn't tell us was my wife's condition as far as the operation for the implanting of the catheter was concerned. In the first week, everything was fine. We did the sessions at home, no diet restrictions - to the delight of my wife, and she was able to move much faster than before. But on the second week, leaks began to flow where the catheter was inserted... when we went to the surgeon, we were told that her skin are already too thin and might not really be able to hold the fluids leaking from her body. But he said, give it another week or two for the wound to be finally healed.
But it didn't happen... things got worse..............................
I'm sorry, I can't finish this blog......
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