A MEDICAL ADVENTURE
DURING SPRING BREAK - April 17,
2009
I
usually spend my Spring Break traveling somewhere to check out the music scene,
going to museums and historical sites during the day, pubs with live music
during the early evening, and dance clubs late at night. But this year I had been fighting a
virus for a month and was feeling tired, and I couldnÕt think of any new place
that I was excited to visit. I decided to divide my time resting, catching up
on grading, and visiting a fraternity brother who lives two hours away. It was
fortunate that I hadnÕt made any airline reservations, since I ended up
spending my Spring Break in the hospital undergoing medical tests followed by
heart surgery the next week. I am
now home in a slow recovery process that will take about two months. Here are the details if you are
interested.
I
went to the hospital on March 29, the Sunday before Spring Break. I had sharp
abdominal pain that had been constant since lunch. Many tests were done, including a CAT
scan of my abdomen, an MRA scan of my abdomen, an ultrasound of my chest, a
chest x-ray, and blood tests. The
ultrasound suggested a problem with the mitral valve of my heart, so they did a
Transesophogal Echocardiogram, which required
swallowing something to numb my throat so I could swallow a tube which could
take a close-up ultrasound of my heart. That was not pleasant, but was
extremely important. It confirmed that that my mitral valve was leaking
severely. Instead of dub-dub, my
heartbeat sounded like swish-swish.
The
doctors also thought that they saw some vegetation on my valve, meaning a
bacterial growth. They were
concerned that pieces would break off and go elsewhere such as my brain. So they decided
to schedule surgery the next week instead of putting me on antibiotics for six
weeks first. They already had me on several antibiotics intravenously and did
more tests to prepare for the surgery. They did an angiogram, which required
putting a catheter in my leg up to my heart so they could put dye in my heart
and see it flow through my arteries in an x-ray. It revealed that my major arteries are
clear, so the surgeon would not have to do bypass surgery when he repairs my
mitral valve. In bypass surgery, a
blood vessel is taken from the leg and attached to the heart to bypass a
clogged surgery. That surgery is
three times as common as valve surgery.
Valve surgery occurs more in tall thin people whom you would not expect
to need bypass surgery.
To
further check on my abdominal pain they inserted another tube in my esophagus
but this time I was sedated. It was
used to examine my stomach and found that it was mildly inflamed but not
serious. In preparation for the surgery they shaved my arms, chest, abdomen,
and legs, and had me shower with antibacterial soap to reduce the chance of infections. It was funny looking at my stomach and
below which hadnÕt been hairless since I was a pre-adolescent! Having less hair made it less painful
later when they pulled off tape holding dressings and tubes in place!
My
surgery was April 9. The surgeon
cut through my sternum (the breastbone joining my ribs), pulled back the ribs,
and made an incision in the right chamber of my heart to access the mitral
valve in the left chamber. He found
no bacterial growth. Instead, the
valve was loose and flopping about like a parachute with a cut cord. It was the floppying
that looked like vegetation in the ultrasound. He was able to repair my valve by
tightening it up and inserting a ring, the best possible outcome.
A
pig or cow valve would have lasted at most 15 years, while an artificial valve
would have required being on a blood thinner the rest of my life, instead of
just two months during the recovery period. When you are on blood thinner you can
bleed or bruise easily and have to take frequent tests of your blood thickness
to balance the amount of blood thinner with the green vegetables you eat since
they promote coagulation. Now I
will be able to travel and eat whatever I want after my recovery period without
that concern!
The
surgery started at 7 AM and lasted about six hours. That part was easy for me
since I was sedated, but hard on my family members who were anxiously waiting
for the outcome. I didnÕt come out
of the anesthesia until around 9 PM.
But the anesthesia began to wear off before the medication that
paralyzed me. I could see and hear,
but I couldnÕt move, which was very frustrating. I had a breathing tube in my throat that
was uncomfortable and couldnÕt be removed until I was breathing on my own. They shifted my head back on the gurney
so my legs wouldnÕt stick out, which made the breathing tube less comfortable,
but I couldnÕt tell them. Finally I was able to move my foot back and forth and I
tried to signal them. They tried
asking me a few questions, but didnÕt think of the right one. When I kept
shaking my foot they told me to calm down.
So I lay still hoping they would remove the
tube which they finally did at 10:15. My throat was sore and it hurt to swallow
for two days, so I had to chew my food very thoroughly to get it down.
While in the hospital I had my cell phone which is able to receive and
send email on a limited basis. This
was my lifeline to the rest of the world.
But the past few days at home I have been too tired to read email until
now.
I
was released from the hospital on Monday April 13. I am feeling very tired and
having some chest pain. But it is
great to have the various tubes out of my body and being able to sleep all
night without nurses coming to take blood pressure or draw blood or change an
IV. However, I must say that I was
very impressed with the doctors, nurses, and other staff at Presbyterian
Intercommunity Hospital in Whittier. The new Ed Shannon Tower is a wonderful
facility with private rooms. If you need to be hospitalized, it is a great
place to be.
During my recovery period, I am supposed to walk an hour every day,
initially in segments of 5 minutes slowly building up to 20 minutes at a
time. This promotes blood
circulation and overall fitness while discouraging the formation of blood
clots, a major concern after surgery.
I am also supposed to use an inhaler ten times every hour. The inhaler measures the speed and
amount of air inhaled, to encourage full expansion of the lungs. My left lung was collapsed during the
surgery when I was on the heart-lung machine. If the lungs are not fully expanded,
moisture can accumulate and host pneumonia, the other major concern during the
recovery period. So far the x-rays have found my lungs
clear.
I had
a team of doctors in the hospital, including a cardiac specialist, an
infectious disease specialist, the surgeon, and three others on the units who
coordinated with the others. I had an appointment with the cardiac specialist
yesterday. He said that the
tiredness and chest pain were normal, and that he would only be concerned about
shortness of breath and fever in regard to my heart. He said that my heart was fixed and that
I was doing excellent! I also went
to the Coumadin Clinic to have the thickness of my blood tested. The measurement indicates how quickly
the blood coagulates. The target
range for my surgery is 2-3 to prevent blood clotting. My reading was 1.5 which
means that the blood is too thick, so I was told to increase the amount of the
blood thinner Coumadin.
I
need to return to the Coumadin Clinic next Tuesday to check my blood thickness
again. I also have appointments next week with the surgeon and with my family
doctor. And I will begin the Cardiac Rehabilitation Program next Monday, which
lasts an hour three times a week for eight weeks. That program will have me on a treadmill
and exercise machines while monitoring my heart.
My
recovery should take about six to eight weeks. It takes that long for bone to
heal. My sternum is wired together
and the wires will stay there permanently.
I also have some thin electrical wires that were used to hook up my
heart to a pacemaker after surgery; they were clipped and will remain since
pulling them out might cause my heart to bleed. Totally removed are the tubes in my arm
and neck for intravenous administration of saline, antibiotics, and other
medications; the catheter for urination, and the tubes for draining my chest
cavity after surgery. I didnÕt mind
the intravenous tubes, but it was nice to be able to urinate normally, and the
drainage tubes irritated my lung when I breathed deeply.
During the next two months I cannot lift more
than 5 pounds, and I cannot teach.
But I can do some computer work and I hope to do some of the grading for
my courses. I appreciate the
support of my colleagues and the college in covering my courses. I hope to
attend Commencement on May 22 to see my students graduate, although I may need
to be in the stands rather than parading in my gown.
My
daughter flew home from Ireland to be with me; she has a month break in her
teaching there. She and my wife have been taking turns walking with me and
encouraging me to do the breathing exercises. My daughter sent an email to everyone in
my email directory telling of the surgery, and I have received encouraging
emails from friends all over the world. I have also received nice get well
cards as well. I very much
appreciate the concern and support.
I have cool friends! Some
have told me about experiences with heart surgery of their own, their parents,
or their friends, saying that the recovery process is very slow, but people
return with energy afterward. Some
have asked for more information about the surgery, which is why I am sending
this description which may give more medical details than some want to know!
Take
care and stay healthy! Chuck