Elizabeth Diaz13
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joined Feb 2015
First off, I’m not looking for advice, nor am I here to dish any out.
But, having read through every single page of this thread, I figured I'd share...
I first dealt with hemorrhoids a few years back. I spent two days straight eating at a Chipotle in New York City. Chicken, spicy sauces—you know how it goes. By the third day, it was a total nightmare. Everything just shut down. A friend of mine who happens to be a doctor ended up saving my skin by telling me to lie on my stomach and use ice water on the area as often as possible. I finally managed to find some relief by that evening, and once I got back home to Washington, D.C., I used some Fact suppositories to help things along.
It actually scared the hell out of me, so I eventually forced myself to go get checked out. Where? Honestly, I had no clue. Google suggested Aritheru. Once I got there, the doctor diagnosed me with a transition from stage two to stage three and recommended surgery. The price tag was roughly $3.25.
By some strange stroke of luck, I ran into the Secretary of Health, Rajko Ostojić, around that time. We were chatting about various things, and when he overheard that I had scheduled surgery, he told me that they only operate on stage four cases. According to him, my situation—moving from stage two to three—could be managed simply by walking more. He told me to watch my diet, stay active, and everything would settle down. Since his advice coincided perfectly with an upcoming trip I had planned, I decided to take his word for it. But, after just a week or two of being undisciplined and eating poorly, the whole problem came roaring back.
About six months ago, after a hiking trip—it’s easy to eat poorly in the mountains, too much dehydrated food and way too much whiskey—the issue forced me back into the doctor's office. This time, Google pointed me toward Mayo Clinic. Diagnosis: stage two, recommendation: rubber band ligation.
Once again, I tried the "just walk and watch what you eat" approach. But this time, fate wasn't playing along. Even the tiniest slip-ups in my—let's call it—prescribed diet resulted in flared-up symptoms. So, I finally decided to listen to Dr. Ratančić.
The procedure literally takes about thirty seconds. It’s painless. They do one hemorrhoid per month. The cost is $117 per session. At the beginning of March, once it’s been a full month since my third procedure, I’ll be able to give a final verdict, but so far, so good. My only real frustration is that I have to avoid heavy straining, and I am a total fitness addict.