Archive for May 7th, 2012

In less that 3 weeks, I am scheduled to have the angiogram procedure. It will be done on the 24th of this month bright and early at 7:30 am. I usually get up anywhere from 3 am to 7 am but I am not accustomed to being out that early-not lately. And, this is barring anything that something might change—I have to be tested to see if my kidneys can handle the dye, and if no one else must require emergency brain procedures, we will get this done. Yes, I will be recovering during Memorial Day weekend but hey, my life hasn’t been a real picnic lately.

Catheter threaded through the femoral artery-from wikipedia

I will not sit here and pretend that everything is ok about this. There is a lot that can go wrong. One of my bigger concerns of late is if a piece of plaque is dislodged from an artery and goes to the brain…stroke is likely. I didn’t even consider that so we will see.

Everyone I have spoken with—family and friends—are either, “You will be fine,” or “I don’t want to talk about it.” There seems to be no fence sitters. Again, I have not had this procedure done except when “they” went in through my neck. That was not fun. I had about 6 people holding me down while someone inserted a needle into my neck artery. No one prepared me for what was to happen, but I remember it like yesterday. I heard someone ask just before they stuck me, “She has seizures on the right side, correct?” They were double checking to make sure the needle should be inserted on the left side. I was 10.

I remember afterwards this guy trying to put a Band-Aid on my throat while applying pressure. It wouldn’t quit bleeding and he had no one to help. I was on a gurney out in the hall of the hospital. Do you know how hard it is to apply pressure to a little girl’s throat while trying to open a Band-Aid? He succeeded in going through a few of them because they wanted to stick to his fingers rather than to my throat. I wondered if he was going to break my neck with all of the pressure he was exerting. I used to have a tiny scar on my throat but over time it has faded. Thank goodness!

When I was taken back to my room, I was slid as flat as possible over to my bed to lie for 6 hours. I dread that part. If they can use a plug it will be about 2 hours, but I really do not want a plug because it can take 6-9 months for my body to absorb it. We will see. Back then, the bed sheet that was used to cover me was pulled off in a way so that I could not see how drenched it was, but I got a quick glimpse anyway. It was a little traumatizing for someone who was only told she was going for more tests and x-rays. Ha! Maybe they thought I would refuse to go if they told me the truth. Hey medical people, kids would much rather handle the truth as opposed to not knowing what is going to happen. Kids may be young but they have a right to know.

Today, I am much older—that was 42 years ago and I still want to know. That experience made me ask questions before I have something done rather than later. So, say a prayer for me and say a prayer for Trace who is having knee surgery the same day. To be honest, I’d rather have the knee surgery. I don’t like it when people start messing around with my brain.

Note:  I understand that this is not everyone’s cup of tea but just in case you want to know more, here is a link about the procedure… http://www.mayfieldclinic.com/PE-ANGIO.htm

Take care and may your day be blessed with goodness today and always! Happy Gardening!


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