Ten years ago nurse Nancy had to code me in the hospital! That’s what my other post was about for the day I underwent routine hernia repair. August 24, 2016.
(Two months after my mother died, I’d undergone emergency surgery for diverticulitis, when they removed 12 inches of personal tubing with a couple of perforations in it–early in 2016. That’s what started the hernia problem, probably adding to the cesarean section scar from long ago, 1974.)
But the surgery itself was so fascinating, even ten years ago–Echo Mesh. The surgeon told me what to expect but I kept asking questions. What the mesh is made of? Filament like fishing line. How does the mesh stay attached? He’d drawn a t-pin shape, but how do they stay in the walls of your tummy? Bristles.
Ah, bristles–50 to 80, he said. That’s what did me in that day! Can you imagine that many bee stings, inside!
But he also told me to watch a video about the insertion of the mesh. That’s what I’m sharing today, although it’s a newer version. It looks like the surgeon uses something much more benign that pins with bristles to attach the mesh.
It’s done laparoscopically. The incisions? Just one in each side, and one in your middle. Then your tummy is inflated so the surgeon can see what he’s doing.
On this August 24, 2026, my Favorite Guy is recovering from his own hernia surgery, done last Friday. His was outpatient and he’s doing well, at least from the surgery. (Parkinson’s and the blood disorder, etc., still linger. . . )