On Tuesday, I had a 20 minute appointment with the Plastic Surgery department. I still couldn't drive and the boys are out of school for summer break. So, I asked my dad to take me and the boys (trying to minimize the amount of time Joe has to take off work). The boys would finally be able to see the hospital where I had been receiving treatment instead of imagining a scary place. It was a positive, short visit, so why not?
My dad and boys sat in the waiting room while I went in to my appointment to remove drains and fill my expanders. They took my last 2 drains (day 13 post surgery and the first 2 drains on day 8). Then, began to fill my right expander with a saline solution. For those interested, here is a link to a video of this type of
procedure. I find it so interesting and watched my procedure the entire time. Suddenly, the room started to get dark. I told the nurse that I may faint and went to sleep. The best sleep I've ever experienced! 😂
When I woke up, I was so confused. I didn't recognize the nurse, didn't know where I was or why my robe was open. 😳 After a couple of seconds it all made sense. I thought I fainted but the nurse said it looked like a seizure. She said I tensed up, clenched my fists, turned my face to the side and my face got red. That bit of information along with low blood pressure/low heart rate and I won my first trip to an Emergency Room. In an ambulance, nonetheless!!! I was already in a hospital but apparently they can't take stretchers down the skywalk. So, they put me in the ambulance, the driver did a donut in the parking lot (or so it seemed) and took me into the ER. I must have been in the ambulance for 22 seconds.
I felt sooo dramatic. I mean, I've had hundreds of needles since diagnosis, biopsies, port surgery while awake, chemotherapy, X-rays, MRI's, CT scans, a double mastectomy and NO ISSUES. They stick a tiny needle in my boob and I end up in the ER. Oh and they sent me home with one inflated boob. 😂 Comical situation but I felt TERRIBLE that my dad and boys had to experience something other than an uneventful visit. I'm sure it seemed scarier from their perspective, too. Of course, Joe dropped everything at work and showed up even though I asked him not to... So much for trying to avoid him missing yet another work day because of me. 😒
All tests came normal and I was referred to a Cardiologist but I'm sure things are fine!
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Waiting in an 8th floor waiting room at MDA. |
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This is a video of how long I was in the ambulance. 😜 |