Bryan B said:
Mitral Man,
Here's a list of things to freak out over
:
Breathing tube
Chest tubes
Pulmonary Artery Catheter (in neck)
Pacemaker Wires
Foley Catheteter
I guess I was fortunate. ONLY the breathing tube gave me trouble. All the others were a piece of cake! No pain whatsoever on the chest tube or any of the catheters. I felt the pacemaker wires and was amazed at how long they were -- they just kept coming and coming, like scarves out of a magician's hat. But all I felt was a little fluttery feeling in my heart. No pain or discomfort at all. All were total non-events but that breathing tube and it was awful and I remember every second of it CLEARLY.
I had the vent in for almost 5 hours after I started waking up. I had prepped myself for it and had planned to consider it a friend who had been keeping me alive. I tried, but it was not that easy. I tried to breathe with it but it was quiet and I couldn't get in sync with it. It seemed like every time I was trying to get a breath the tube had just snagged the air I was after and it resulted in a choking sensation. Not gagging, because the tube is way past the gag reflex, more of a panicky choking sensation, but it was over quickly and I would be in sync with the machine for a while and would relax...for a minute or two. Then it would start all over again, that machine and me both going after the same little bit of breath. The machine would win and I would start the choking sensation all over again.
The ICU nurses kept asking if I wanted the tube out. DUH, yes!!! Then they would tell me to stay awake and breathe on my own and they would take it out. So I would concentrate totally on staying awake. A few minutes would go by and I would doze off and a loud alarm would go off. And the cycle would start all over again. Awake, doze, buzzer, awake, doze....
It seemed to go on for hours. Finally, they came in and removed the tube. Except for the tape that was holding the tube on actually ripping some flesh off my face, it was a blessed relief and a simple procedure to remove it. It was out in a flash and my throat wasn't even sore. Dry as the Sahara, but not sore. My vocal cords were damaged for a few days and my voice sounded like a mouse squeaking, but it's back to normal now.
That breathing tube was the only totally unpleasant experience of my whole hospital stay. I've thought and thought about how I would do it next time to make it more tolerable. And the answer is nothing. It's just something you have to go through and you have to be awake or they won't take it out. And you want that! If they take it out too soon, and your lungs aren't completely awake, they have to put it back in. And this time you're not asleep! So prepare yourself for it and know it is not going to be fun but you WILl get through it, and recovery is a piece of cake once that tube is removed.
One final thought...
For me, faith in God to see me through was the most important preparation I could do. My prayers and the prayers of countless people around the globe carried me through the whole experience. That was such a comforting thought, especially in the bad times such as the tube. I read Psalms 91 at least a hundred times in the weeks before my surgery and said special verses over and over in my mind in the rough times.
All my life I've heard the expression that "there's no such thing as an athiest in a fox hole". Along that line, I suspect there's not many athiests in that holding area outside the cardiac OR!
Please know that you are in my prayers and I'll be eagerly watching for a good report after your surgery.
God bless you,