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 Journal: Wednesday, October 29, 2008 Posted @ 10:41:40

I made it! Well sorta… I have completed the surgery and have come home. They wouldn’t let any electronic devices into the recovery area that had wireless antennas on it without a hard-switch. So I was stuck in the hospital for a few days with bad T.V. and only my PSP. Not so bad – I chalked another Final Fantasy out while I was there (FFI, PSP extended version).

The surgery itself was more about anticipation and pain management then anything else. The worst part was definitely sitting in the pre-op room waiting for more than an hour and a half to go in. Everything else was pretty nice though as they put me to sleep right outside the O.R. – it was quite literally like a cut in a movie, one second I was sitting there talking to the anesthesiologist, and the next, I was talking to my C.I.C.U. (critical intensive care unit) nurse. I won’t go into all the gory detail, but here is what they had connected to me (and why I was on so many good drugs):

  • Catheter
  • I.V. mainline in left hand
  • I.V. Arterial line right wrist
  • I.V. Arterial line in right jugular
  • Chest tube (in right above my belly button, all the way up to top of incision)
  • Lead wires (wires directly connected to my heart for temporary pacemaker)
Most of these were not really comfortable, but slugged through it anyways. The weirdest feeling was moving around and having that damn tube inside of you poking pretty much everything in sight in there.

I was told that I was the fastest person that they have seen to recover from heart surgery. I was out of C.I.C.U and into the I.I.C.U. (intermediate Intensive Care Unit) within 20 hours, and up and walking around about a day after that. I forced myself to work extra hard to get out of the hospital fast; with my first walk being only to the room next door, my second being to the end of the hall and my third being three laps around the floor. After that, I was basically running a NASCAR race in my section, doing about 15 laps per time I got up. By Sunday I was ready to leave, but couldn’t simply because my I.N.R. hadn’t risen to a safe level yet.

I’m now home, though I probably will be hard to reach for my first couple of weeks here. I have to focus on building my endurance as well as visiting a metric shit-ton of doctors for following. I’d like to say thank you to all the people who sent me cards, e-mail, messages, IM’s and the like; you’re making this recovery really easy and are keeping my spirits high!

This was probably going to be longer, but I wanted to get an update out for everyone. See you soon!

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