I couldn’t understand why this was happening to me , I worked out regularly, travelled just in the last month, had no pains while I walked miles then all of a sudden one day I just felt this heart burn like pain it wasn’t the worst pain nonetheless it was pain, after taking some deep breaths and doing some arm stretching it went away, the next day when I just unloaded my car of groceries this pain came back again I would breathe then move my arm in a circular motion and it’s gone away, this would happen on and off for the next two weeks, finally I’m at the movie theater with my girlfriend watching the avengers movie during the movies while I’m just sitting down doing nothing the pain comes back and I tell her hey we gotta go I need to go to the emergency room, so she brings me , they give me nitrates in the ER and I feel fine, thinking I was gonna get to go home but was I wrong this was the first day of my 16 day stay at the hospital.
I didn’t have any chest pains after I took the nitrates on the first day in the ER, I was thinking any moment now they will discharge me but they kept doing test and kept doing test I was feeling good no chest pains asking why am I still here, finally they tell me that my heart is not getting enough blood and they will have to do bypass surgery since I have 90% blockage to 4 of my arteries, i couldn’t process what the doctor just said , I felt good it was difficult for me to register what he just said .
From my experience it can be overwhelming when you have idle time to just think about the procedure , I had a balloon pump in my right leg 48 hours before surgery and being stuck in that position for two days prior to surgery was difficult , I was super nervous and kept hearing the surgeon’s nurse voice from the previous day saying this is a high risk procedure, I didn’t want to hear things like that so I didn’t ask many questions hoping that would help me not overthink, In hindsight looking back I wish I asked more questions I wasn’t even familiar with the procedure, the best thing to do is ask all the questions you can ask and try to clear your head and trust the process I wish I was better at clearing my head but I was worried from all different medical people visiting me before the procedure.
From what I can remember i could not sleep much the two days before surgery then the hour of surgery came and I kept saying a prayer over and over to try to relax me I didn’t know what to expect and they put me under anesthesia and I was knocked out, I woke up 5 hours later with a breathing tube in my mouth , while I was prepped on the breathing tube being put in to help me breath and not to panic. When I woke up The breathing tube was in me and I totally panicked . After about 30 minutes they removed the tube and that was it. I was alert and couldn’t believe it was over, I don’t remember going to sleep for the surgery or anything during the surgery, just woke up and it was over pretty simple for how complicated and worried my mind made it out to be. I don’t remember much else from that day.
The next day they removed the balloon pump and then moved me back to a regular room, It was difficult to move and my chest was sore, getting up and going to the bathroom was hard at first after a two days it became easier, 4 days after my surgery I still didn’t want to look at my chest, whenever doctors or nurses would look at my chest I would just close my eyes, I didn’t want to see how my chest looked. I didn’t have much of an appetite usually skipping most of the meal but I did enjoy the Italian ice , the most difficult thing for me after surgery was taking a shower, but after you get a few showers in your feel more comfortable and confident, I still would close my eye as to not look down at my chest I just was not ready to see the scar. Six days after surgery they asked me to show them how many laps I could walk around the floor , I did about 4 laps when they told me that’s good and then 3 hours later they dis charged me.
So I get home , go to the mirror and lift my shirt, the first time I looked at my scar, it’s a line and it’s there reality sets in and my life is changed forever, this is who I am going forward, I don’t know if I would call it depression , I been doing a lot of reading on the internet and realize I can’t do a lot of the things I use to do, I don’t want to lose who I am and the things I enjoy to do but I also want to live as long as I can live, so that’s where I am at....