Well, this has been an exciting few days!!!!!!
Last Thursday I woke up in Afib for the third time in six weeks. Hubby got ready to drive me to my favourite large teaching hospital, but I felt so unwell he refused to take the risk of the hour long drive and instead called 999 who dispatched an ambulance. They took me (with blue lights!) to my local hospital (regular readers will know I have a hate-hate relationship with my local cardiac department!). Once there they decided to try a chemical cardioversion. The A&E doctor and I had "a full and frank exchange of views" which was a bit unfair since she was only telling me what the cardiology dept were telling her (I did apologise). They decided to try IV flecainide despite me protesting that "It won't work! It NEVER does!" - although in my heart of hearts (oh, clever pun!) I doubted even the big hospital would have done a third electrocardioversion in six weeks (two in 12 days). After 1.5 hours,I had to chase up the drugs which they had not administered because "They are not in our cupboard" and nobody had bothered to order them (Now can you see why I dont like this hospital?). I was admitted to AAU. About another 1.5 hours later I realised the heart had reset! I was wrong - the flec did work! Hallelujah. So I requested an ECG (it's sort of DIY nursing there). I was there another six hours waiting to see the cardiologists and get my meds, but I did eventually get home!
In the morning I had emailed my electrocardiologist at Papworth to see if he'd managed to sort out my place on the waiting list (there was some confusion, I was meant to be a 'priority 1' but was on the wrong list. So imagine my surprise and delight when I got a call from Papworth asking if I would like a cancellation slot which had come up on the Monday!!! Nautrally I shouted "YES" down the phone!!
So I had a long long procedure on Monday - I went down at 10 am and didnt wake up until 4 pm. Felt really groggy for ages afterwards. But then it all got a bit exciting - I had just told my husband that I was starting to feel better and not more than 10 minutes later I suddenly started blacking out. All the emergency alarms went off, I glanced at the monitor and it was showing 0 beats per minute and everyone was running about in full emergency mode! They had the emergency defibrillator pads on me in seconds and the defib on standby!!! I thought I was a goner! I rmember thinking "Darn, I thought I might die during the procedure, but not afterwards, that's a bit harsh"!!! The brain is a weird beast. Luckily, it stabilised and no shock required!
The electrocardiologist came to review me and said (classic) "I'm not worried" to which my only retort had to be "well, I AM" 🤣🤣🤣. He said it was 'just' the anaesthetic plus the ablation plus my super high dose of anti-arrythmia drugs causing the heart to do that!!! The poor nurses were shaking and shocked afterwards, espescially the new one who'd never had to do a resus before. I was amazingly chilled!!!
So obviously I stayed in overnight! Hardly slept though.😴💤. Very tired yesterday but 11 hours sleep last night so feel quite good today. I'm not getting tricked though as I was like this after first ablation last May - felt great for a week and then it took me forever to recover my vitality.
Oh, and the electrocardiologist was very happy afterwards, he said "There was loads to do" and also that two of the pulmonary vein scars had completely healed so were no longer doing the trick. Typical, normally takes me forever to recover from anything and when I don't want it to I become a Super Healer!!!!!
Sorry for long post!