In a matter of weeks I will be undergoing hernia repair surgery, my second one during the past year. Last year was a hydrocele repair on my right side but this time it’ll be the simpler task of patching up the abdominal wall on my left side. It’s one I’ve had for well over 10 years but it’s been getting worse in recent months, so I figured it’s time to get it wrapped up.
I will forever be wondering how this hernia got started. I certainly remember the day I first noticed it. I had taken the train to the Bayside outdoor shopping center in Miami to spend the day browsing and do a little shopping. During the course of the day I got hungry, so I went to a candy store to get some gummy candy and later washed it down with a Diet Coke.
Later I felt a mild discomfort and the feeling of swelling in the lower left region of my abdomen. When I went to the restroom to examine the area, I was shocked to see it puffed up like a balloon. I pushed down on it and was able to deflate it but I was left with the feeling of something poking through my abdominal wall. I could push down on it to make it go away but it would return moments later. Needless to say, it became quite annoying, especially when there was gas in my intestines. My hernia would make a strange flatulent sound that has triggered many a startled face staring in my general direction.
I’m still left to wonder whether my meal of gummy candy and Diet Coke did anything to cause the hernia. Maybe there was some chemical reaction that caused the excess gas that ruptured my abdominal wall, much like the way Mentos and Diet Coke react. I was feeling fine earlier that morning and didn’t feel any discomfort anywhere before my fateful snack.
More realistically, I think my abdominal wall was already weak through heredity. My father had undergone similar surgery years before.
And now here I am, counting down the days to the surgery and the recovery period afterwards. I’ll definitely use this period to do write some poems and stories to keep my writing skills in top form.