Heather Anne
Well-known member
I went to my cardiologist today and was surprised to learn that my relatively stable bicuspid aortic valve had deteriorated so precipitously since my last appointment that I am now a candidate for immediate, not-to-be-delayed surgery. (For you numbers geeks: pressure gradient 102, valve area .67 -- both dramatic changes from last year's 65/1.0). I was surprised because I continue to be asymptomatic, jogging 3-4 days a week and working out regularly at the gym, and in fact had sprinted four long blocks from the parking lodge to the appointment, in high heels no less, because I was late. With no ill effects.
My doctor told me not to do that again.
So, I meet with the surgeon next Friday, with surgery to follow posthaste. I'm in the weird situation of suddenly having to cancel everything I have planned for the next two months, including the five-mile hike I was supposed to do tomorrow. I'm sure it hasn't sunk in yet, because all I've done so far is drink most of a bottle of pinot noir and giggle about how I have the perfect excuse to get out of all the inane volunteer activities to which I'd recently overcommitted myself. But I've been a lurker here on these boards off and on for a year or so, and I'm happy to have this fantastic resource to help me cope with the inevitable panic and dread.
Some details about me, in case it helps: I will turn 48 in two days. I have two children, ages 15 and 14. I have a great husband who's immediately cancelling two business trips and a bunch of other random stuff to take care of me post-op. I used to be a lawyer, but now I'm in the midst of writing a novel, an endeavor for which I will now have much more time. I was diagnosed with a bicuspid aortic valve when I was five, but haven't had any trouble with it until....well, until today, at 3.42 PM, when my doctor told me I needed surgery.
But at least I've decided what valve I'm getting. I'm getting a tissue valve. Also, a pedicure and a haircut. Because a girl's got to look good, even with a chest tube.
I'll keep you updated as matters go forward, and look forward to hearing all your wisdom, even as I (hopefully) can reach a guiding hand to those who will follow me....!
My doctor told me not to do that again.
So, I meet with the surgeon next Friday, with surgery to follow posthaste. I'm in the weird situation of suddenly having to cancel everything I have planned for the next two months, including the five-mile hike I was supposed to do tomorrow. I'm sure it hasn't sunk in yet, because all I've done so far is drink most of a bottle of pinot noir and giggle about how I have the perfect excuse to get out of all the inane volunteer activities to which I'd recently overcommitted myself. But I've been a lurker here on these boards off and on for a year or so, and I'm happy to have this fantastic resource to help me cope with the inevitable panic and dread.
Some details about me, in case it helps: I will turn 48 in two days. I have two children, ages 15 and 14. I have a great husband who's immediately cancelling two business trips and a bunch of other random stuff to take care of me post-op. I used to be a lawyer, but now I'm in the midst of writing a novel, an endeavor for which I will now have much more time. I was diagnosed with a bicuspid aortic valve when I was five, but haven't had any trouble with it until....well, until today, at 3.42 PM, when my doctor told me I needed surgery.
But at least I've decided what valve I'm getting. I'm getting a tissue valve. Also, a pedicure and a haircut. Because a girl's got to look good, even with a chest tube.
I'll keep you updated as matters go forward, and look forward to hearing all your wisdom, even as I (hopefully) can reach a guiding hand to those who will follow me....!