I'm thinking this is prompted by my crazy thread!
As far as the TEE goes, I don't remember the first one, except afterwards when my cardio told my mom that I wouldn't need surgery "until robots do it." And that was only a year before I became symptomatic... Whoops, he spoke too soon.
This year, as I was reflecting on how quickly everything progressed, I was wondering, didn't he take into account that my valve is myxomatous?
I guess everything looked so good on that TEE that he didn't think my valve would get any worse for quite some time. Then when I saw him a couple weeks after my EP study this March, he casually mentioned that my valve might need surgery in one-three years (a far cry from "robots"!--And THAT was confusing). And then I started having symptoms two weeks later. I'd felt fine at the follow-up, so it came as quite a shock.
Then, this past April, when I had my pre-surgery diagnostic TEE (after my angio showed no more than moderate regurg), I remembered the WHOLE thing. I gagged on the probe the first time, so my cardio sprayed my throat again, the tube went down like butter, and I watched him look at my valves. I remember hearing him say, "Oh, good, it can be repaired," as he looked at my mitral. I think I did a thumbs-up sign with my left hand, because I was hoping we could just get this surgery over with, I'd felt so awful. He asked the nurse to raise my BP to see how my valve reacted under "stress," and it leaked more. After the test, my cardio told me to get a copy for the surgeon, but then shocked me again with, "Well, I want to do the pulmonary function test. If it's asthma, we'll treat that and forget about your valve for now." I remember thinking, well, crap. My valve is leaking, I'm having symptoms, and I don't think it's asthma.
Thankfully, that test was negative, but it was still a pain in the butt to do. But right after the TEE, my cardio went over to the phone in the testing room and started dictating. He wanted to get all my tests done before I met with the surgeon the following week. I was so nicely stoned, and he was talking so fast, that I thought he was talking in his native Greek. That was sort of funny. I was wondering, "Is he talking to his mom? Why's he calling her after my test?" until I realized he was talking about my valve.
The funniest thing, though, was being in the recovery room after my TEE and being surrounded by old folks who'd just had colonoscopies. They were all "tooting their horns"
but there was no smell. I still have no clue why Dr. V kept me there until 2:30 PM when my test was over at 8:15 AM!