Out of all the things I’ve posted on here I was never brave enough to post about my hemorrhoid surgery.
I’ve had a lot of painful moments in my life and that was probably #1, ahead of having a molar crushed with little help from anesthesia.
When I went through this I don’t think they gave me anything for that, though they did tell me to stay on the bland and soupy side of things diet wise.
The post-op morphine barely helped as I’ve never been responsive to opioids (probably why I didn’t care for them when I tried them recreationally) so I asked for more of it as I writhed in agony with tears automatically running out of my eyes even though I tried to hold it in. Eye-watering pain lmao.
Of course I couldn’t help myself and ate ATOMIC buffalo wild wings like 1 or week right after with stitches still on my arsehole.
And the morphine in my system turned them into a rock-hard baseball sized pepper sprayed stool from hell. Ripping through the stitching and searing the wounds behind with habanero scorch.
It was the wrong thing to do, shouldn’t have been done.