I am due to have surgery (ACL reconstruction) for the first time in a couple of months, and I am starting to get really anxious. I have stayed in hospital a couple of times before, but I’ve never had a general anaesthetic or surgery before, and I haven’t been able to find out much of what to expect - my GP said I would be told at my pre-op, but at my pre-op I was told that everything would be fully explained on the day of my surgery. As you can imagine, that’s not a very comforting prospect for someone who suffers from anxiety - I like to know everything to expect in advance so that I can plan my ways of coping and ask for reasonable adjustments where necessary.
Given the above I am now really quite concerned that I will end up in a state of panic on the day of my surgery, simply because too much information is thrown at me on the day, and then my surgery won’t go ahead as planned. This would be terribly upsetting for me as I have waited since July 2017 for the surgery as is, and I will have 12 months recovery following it.
Therefore, could anyone possibly give me advice regarding what to expect when having (NHS) surgery followed by a hospital stay, and any advice regarding what problems my autism may cause during the experience? Also, I would welcome any tips for managing anxiety and communicating my needs (given my autism) whilst I’m in hospital.
Ooh, good idea about the snacks. I should only be on the ward a couple of days (apparently), so hopefully I will cope okay. That makes sense that the anaesthetist sees you before the surgery.
The nature of my anxiety means that I like to know everything I can about things before they happen. I think in particular with regards to seeing medical professionals I get quite particular about things as I have had bad experiences in the past and I have been blatantly lied to by doctors in the past, which has really created a sense of distrust for me.
Thank you very much for your advice, now to form an action plan in true Aspie fashion!
Your ears were ripped off? How does this happen? What were you doing at the time? Is this for real? I'm shuddering thinking about this now, it's a horrifying thought!
I was ten when I had plastic surgery to reattach my ears back to my head. They were hanging off loosely.
As an infant I was dragged along by my father by my ears everyday. Often there was no warning, he just grabbed me by the ear, twisted and dragged me along the floor like a rag doll.
In later years when social services were asking me why I was refusing to go to school for weeks and months at a time. I complained about the name calling and bullying " Big ears! Dumbo". So my ears were attached closer to my head. That was the year I spent in a 'special school'
I'm so sorry! Obviously I had no idea. That is a truly horrific thing to have happened and I'm sorry you went through that.
Goodness gracious - I’m sorry you had to endure that.