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Danny
Hello,
I have been lurking here for a couple of days and put off joining because of a silly reason: joining would be another step in accepting as reality what I have been dreading with a sense of doom for years: that I need to have OHS to repair my aortic valve.
I have known for some years that this was coming. I had rheumatic fever when I was 12 (I am 42 now). I discovered to my shock about 6 years ago that I would eventually need to have the valve replaced. I visit my cardiologist every year to get an echo and every year I make myself sick with anxiety a month or two before about whether this will be "the year."
I had finally started to convince myself that I would be OK again this year, but when I visited my cardiologist two weeks ago, he said that my valve had gotten much worse and that I would need to have a cardiac catheterization and would then likely be referred to a surgeon for AVR. I don't think I heard anything he said to me other than that. I felt the blood rush to my head and felt as if I were in some kind of alternate universe. It still doesn't feel real to me. I am still in a state of shock, depression and extreme anxiety.
I felt the anxiety itself would kill me. It's hard to describe, but I think dealing with that is probably worse than the surgery will be. (From what I have read, I know many of you would agree.) My cardiologist wouldn't prescribe anything for the anxiety and I don't currently have a primary care doctor. My mother takes Ativan but doesn't take as much as her prescription, so she insisted that I take small doeses of it rather than let the anxiety stress kill me. I have been taking 1/2 of a 1mg 3 times a day and I think it has helped a bit. I'm not crazy about taking this without doctor's orders, though.
My cath is scheduled for next Tuesday. I have read from so many people here that it's no big deal, but I still can't wrap my mind around it. I am an extremely strong person when it comes to just about anything but when it comes to medical issues I am a total wuss. Even silly things such as knowing my groin will be exposed (I am very modest) freaks me out. I know, everyone says that the modesty thing has to go, but I have been this way for 42 years so it's not so easy for me!
This site has been a godsend! I have spent a lot of time here reading hundreds of posts and they have helped me feel better to some degree. Of course, the thing that makes me feel the best is to just not think about it at all! Denial is my favorite river! I have a hard time thinking about anything else and it is really draining on me and it must be on those around me. I bury myself in work and other projects, but the "dark cloud" is still hovering.
It's so wonderful to find a place where I know others have been through the exact same thing, though I'm still having a difficult time accepting the reality that I really do belong among you! I am still waiting to wake up from the bad dream.
There seems to be so many odeals ahead. I know everyone of you had some degree of anxiety and depression during this time of your life if perhaps not as bad as mine. I would love to hear how you got yourself through this.
Thanks to you all!
I have been lurking here for a couple of days and put off joining because of a silly reason: joining would be another step in accepting as reality what I have been dreading with a sense of doom for years: that I need to have OHS to repair my aortic valve.
I have known for some years that this was coming. I had rheumatic fever when I was 12 (I am 42 now). I discovered to my shock about 6 years ago that I would eventually need to have the valve replaced. I visit my cardiologist every year to get an echo and every year I make myself sick with anxiety a month or two before about whether this will be "the year."
I had finally started to convince myself that I would be OK again this year, but when I visited my cardiologist two weeks ago, he said that my valve had gotten much worse and that I would need to have a cardiac catheterization and would then likely be referred to a surgeon for AVR. I don't think I heard anything he said to me other than that. I felt the blood rush to my head and felt as if I were in some kind of alternate universe. It still doesn't feel real to me. I am still in a state of shock, depression and extreme anxiety.
I felt the anxiety itself would kill me. It's hard to describe, but I think dealing with that is probably worse than the surgery will be. (From what I have read, I know many of you would agree.) My cardiologist wouldn't prescribe anything for the anxiety and I don't currently have a primary care doctor. My mother takes Ativan but doesn't take as much as her prescription, so she insisted that I take small doeses of it rather than let the anxiety stress kill me. I have been taking 1/2 of a 1mg 3 times a day and I think it has helped a bit. I'm not crazy about taking this without doctor's orders, though.
My cath is scheduled for next Tuesday. I have read from so many people here that it's no big deal, but I still can't wrap my mind around it. I am an extremely strong person when it comes to just about anything but when it comes to medical issues I am a total wuss. Even silly things such as knowing my groin will be exposed (I am very modest) freaks me out. I know, everyone says that the modesty thing has to go, but I have been this way for 42 years so it's not so easy for me!
This site has been a godsend! I have spent a lot of time here reading hundreds of posts and they have helped me feel better to some degree. Of course, the thing that makes me feel the best is to just not think about it at all! Denial is my favorite river! I have a hard time thinking about anything else and it is really draining on me and it must be on those around me. I bury myself in work and other projects, but the "dark cloud" is still hovering.
It's so wonderful to find a place where I know others have been through the exact same thing, though I'm still having a difficult time accepting the reality that I really do belong among you! I am still waiting to wake up from the bad dream.
There seems to be so many odeals ahead. I know everyone of you had some degree of anxiety and depression during this time of your life if perhaps not as bad as mine. I would love to hear how you got yourself through this.
Thanks to you all!