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"BGumm" |
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24 Aug 2004 06:05:46 PM |
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First visit to the dr. after surgery....(scary) |
I was SOOOO happy to get to the doctors. It is a three hour drive and all I
could think about was getting out the staples and the stupid drainage tube.
It was great. The staples came out with barely any trouble---some pinching but
not unbareable. I asked about the drainage tube and he is like---NOPE it has
to stay in another three weeks. I am thinking THREE MORE WEEKS the darned
thing will have to be surgically removed.
He of course explained why and what and yeah coming out it may cause some
discomfort and I said yeah you mean PAIN!!!!! <smile> I am such a big baby.
My husband brought up my aneurysm--stating that that was the next thing on the
horizon. SOOO we got into this long talk about my thoracic ascending aortic
aneurysm---fancy name for a bubble.
He told us so much we had not heard about from the thoracic surgeon yet. Turns
out my surgeon also does aneurysms so this is why he knows more than most. I
was horrified. BUT he would NOT touch mine with a 10 foot pole---how
comforting!!!!
My type of aneurysm can only be done (safely) by a handful of surgeons in this
country. HUH? It seems the placement of this aneurysm is not good and it
needs to be done a certain way. He advised me to go to Mayo Clinic, John
Hopkins or Cleveland---some place big to have a second opinion. He told ne not
to have the surgery in my area.
He described the surgery to me and I was again horrified. I might as well just
walk around and forget I have one. The surgery is extremely delicate and I get
to be dead for a time till the surgeon does what he needs to do quickly. I get
to be packed in ice. No life support. Dead. Dead as a door nail. Then of
course after he replaces and fixes me up I get to be brought back to life.
I said YEAH I will see that white light and instead of someone telling me to
follow the white light some other dude will be saying NOPE you gotta come with
ME over here in the dark. I joke about it. Gosh man you have too.
DEAD? Okie dokie I might as well sit back and wait for the stupid thing to
blow if it does.
Anyway the jargon is to get a second opinion from someone that knows what they
are doing. Someone that has done these surgeries before. It has something to
do with the artery to my brain and the artery to my heart. This aneurysm is
located right outside the heart. Not up in my chest like I first thought. It
could bubble into the heart which would then cause me problems with the heart
itself---heart attack time? I am not sure at this point which would be worse?
Heart attack or the surgery. He says it is very very delicate surgery.
Ugh.
Me delicate? Nope. So far from the surgery I have done just fine. I am now
on pureed foods. Yummy. Definitely better than a clear liquid diet which I
managed to make for two weeks. Have lost some poundage which who wouldn't if
you are starving yourself. BLAH! Not much to pick and chose from this plan
either. Pureed you can just puree whatever you want. I can only eat about 2
oz. of it. Sometimes not even that. 2 oz. is really fun to do---it is more
like a taste test than actually eating. Hey it is different though.
I go back in three weeks to remove this appendage from my side. I hate
traveling to Pittsburgh. It is a rough travel and boring and lots of
slow-downs because of construction.
My depression has kicked in. A person who I thought was my best friend has
turned out to be a true dud. I am tired of handling the relationship---trying
to keep it moving and making it work. BS. I found out yesterday after our
phone conversation---iniated (sp?) by me that she lied to me about something
incredibly stupid. STUPIDO. I don't have a friend anymore. She could've
cared less about me or my recovery. I don't think it is too much to ask that
if you are supposed best friends that that friend call you once in a while to
see if you are ok or come see you and hell send you a get well card. I got
nothing from this person. Someone please hit me with a chair over the head and
pound it into me that I am in this alone. It just makes my depression worse.
Oh well.
Thanks for listening. I am feeling better and moving ALOT better since the
staples came out. YEA!!!! The doctor I think thought I was weird---he laughed
cause I was about bouncing off the table telling him to get these freakin'
things outta me.
AAAWWWW relief!
Take care one and all!!!!
Becky
"I have seen the sea when it is stormy and wild;
when it is quiet and serene; when it is dark and
moody. And in all its moods, I see myself."
-Martin Buxbaum
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| User: "Contrarian" |
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| Title: Re: First visit to the dr. after surgery....(scary) |
26 Aug 2004 07:05:52 AM |
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BGumm <bgumm@aol.com> wrote:
My husband brought up my aneurysm--stating that that was the next thing on the
horizon. SOOO we got into this long talk about my thoracic ascending aortic
aneurysm---fancy name for a bubble.
I don't know anyone with the sense of humor you have, who could
write such a funny post about such a subject. That's saying something,
because I've been reading USENET in vs. NGs for several years.
FWIW, I know one person with an inoperable aneurysm who has lived
some decades with it (into her 90s) and I pray and hope you do.
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| User: "BGumm" |
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| Title: Re: First visit to the dr. after surgery....(scary) |
26 Aug 2004 05:40:58 PM |
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BGumm <bgumm@aol.com> wrote:
My husband brought up my aneurysm--stating that that was the next thing on
the
horizon. SOOO we got into this long talk about my thoracic ascending aortic
aneurysm---fancy name for a bubble.
I don't know anyone with the sense of humor you have, who could
write such a funny post about such a subject. That's saying something,
because I've been reading USENET in vs. NGs for several years.
FWIW, I know one person with an inoperable aneurysm who has lived
some decades with it (into her 90s) and I pray and hope you do.
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Thank you! Gosh you have to have some sense of humor in life. I have to joke
about all of this. It is easier to deal with that way. You should hear me in
the holding room before surgery.
I already said if I have heart surgery I am going to ask the doctor for a
breast lift and some tummy tucking on the side while he is there---hey I might
as well get my money's worth right????? Figure they are going to leave a scar
clear down my chest (got that one anyway) starting almost from my throat---I
figure since low cut shirts are going to look yucko afterwards they might as
well be responsible for giving me a LIFT.....
Agree???
I am so glad to hear there are some elderly folks out there with some big ole
bubbles that made it till their 90's with no problems.
I AM GOING TO BE ONE OF THOSE FOLKS TOOOO....although I am not sure I want to
hang around till I am 90.
But heck who would I be to complain?
Thank you for the very kind post. It is so nice to get these, especially ones
with encouragement.
Hugs!
Becky
"I have seen the sea when it is stormy and wild;
when it is quiet and serene; when it is dark and
moody. And in all its moods, I see myself."
-Martin Buxbaum
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