|“Ken doll butt”.|
You’ll get the joke soon.
This will be the first entry in a four-part series on my perianal disease timeline, including the healing after my proctectomy. I’d like this series to be as educational as possible, so there will be graphic photos. I will keep the photo’s hidden, but will link to uncensored versions. The healing timeline file I’ve put together will be available for download in PART 4, but feel free to contact me if you need higher-quality photo’s (especially if you are a med student, nurse or MD).
|Medela disposable breast pads|
Between 2009 and 2013, my perianal disease had become quite severe. I had multiple abscesses, multiple fistulas, off and on fissures and skin tags. Bowel movements were extremely painful and I can recall screaming on the toilet more than a few times. With frequent, liquid bowel movements from Crohn’s disease, plus the open skin around my anus, I did not look forward to using the bathroom. The constant draining from these abscesses had become more unmanageable, so I had transitioned from wedging toilet paper to using plastic-backed breast pads.
They were a step up, but I’d be changing them very frequently (10+ times a day) because they would get so saturated with fluid, including blood. Regarding blood, I’d often get “clots” (that’s what I’d describe them as) building up in the abscess and I’d have to squeeze them out to relive pressure. It was quite alarming to see [WARNING: GRAPHIC IMAGE], but it was becoming expected, since things weren’t improving. Skin tags around my anus were also becoming more than annoying. One in particular had been getting quite big, and not only did it interfere with clean up after using the bathroom, but it would often bleed and become very painful. It actually fell off one day as I was wiping – that was a relief, but I still had other tags that wouldn’t be gone until my rectal surgery. Gas and feces would also come through the fistula and into the abscess, which was extremely painful. With the gas specifically, I could remember the feeling of my skin separating as the gas passed under the skin, forming a pocket of air.