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La terapie intensiva

Operatia de indepartare a nodului a durat cam 45 de minute. Doctorii au scos nodulul si inca o bucatica de tesut din san aflata chiar sub nodul, cu aspect atipic. Aceasta zona nu era vizibila la ecografie, din cauza nodulului de deasupra; iata unul dintre motivele pentru care orice nodul care trece de 2 centimetri ar trebui scos. Medicii afla primele rezultate chiar in sala de operatie. Rezultatele definitive sunt eliberate dupa mai multe teste (in aproximativ 30 de zile). Eu am avut noroc, ambele teste au aratat ca nu erau prezente celule canceroase.

Dupa operatie, m-am trezit chiar in sala, asistata de medici; doua asistente ma pansau. Desi se spune ca dupa anestezia generala te trezesti fara sa ai notiunea timpului ca si cum abia ai adormit, la mine nu a fost asa, stiam ca a trecut ceva vreme, eu am crezut ca e vorba de o ora.  Primul lucru pe care l-am facut a fost sa ii intreb pe doctori de 5 ori (eu am crezut ca am intrebat de 3 ori) daca rezultatul a fost bun. Mi-au raspuns da, de fiecare data. Apoi am fost transportata la terapie intensiva, cu o perfuzie de ser fiziologic. Era doar o masura de precautie. Nu am putut sa adorm deloc, mai mult decat atat, mintea imi alerga si nu voiam decat sa plec acasa. Cat am stat acolo (aproximativ 45 de minute) am inceput sa ma gandesc ca medicii mi-au zis ca sunt bine chiar daca nu eram ca sa nu ma agite dupa operatie. Da, am fost putin paranoia.

Inainte ca anestezia sa isi faca complet efectul, dar si dupa ce m-am trezit am fost extrem de activa si de vorbareata. Imi aduc aminte aproximativ 80 la suta din tot ce am zis. De la lucruri extrem de serioase si lucide la lucruri de genul: “Daca tot mi-ati operat sanii, i-ati si marit?”” sau “Si eu voiam sa ma fac chirurg, m-am razgandit si am ales sa scriu, dar ma uit la operatii pe Discovery Channel” plus multe multe altele. Daca pacientul e constient si se simte bine, poate fi vizitat de 2 persoane, chiar acolo, la terapie intensiva, pentru o perioada foarte scurta de timp, dupa se ce respecta cateva norme igienice.

Insotitorii pot astepta in fata blocului operator si o asistenta va discuta cu ei despre situatia pacientului. Cand medicul de la terapie intensiva a decis ca sunt ok, am fost transportata inapoi in salon cu un carucior cu rotile (eu voiam sa o iau pe scari) si la jumatatea drumului l-am rugat pe baiatul care ma impingea sa “bage viteza”. Dupa cum vedeti, am fost un pacient atipic, care nu a reactionat deloc rau la anestezie.

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Intensive care unit

The lump removal surgery lasted about 45 minutes. The doctor removed the lump and another piece of breast tissue, located right under the lump, with an atypical aspect. This area was not visible during the ultrasound tests because the lump concealed it; it’s one of the reasons why any lump larger than 2 centimeters should be removed. The doctors find out the first results in the operating room. The final results are ready after many tests (about 30 working days). I was lucky, no cancerous cells were present.

After the surgery, I woke up in the operating room, assisted by the doctors; two nurses were applying bandages. They say that after general anesthesia you wake up with no notion of time like you just fell asleep, but it wasn’t like this for me, I knew some time has passed and thought it was about an hour. The first thing I did was to ask them 5 times (I thought it was only 3 times) if the result is ok. They answered yes each time. Then I was transferred to the intensive care unit, with a saline solution IV. Only as a precaution measure. I couldn’t sleep at all, even more so, my mind was racing and I only wanted to go home. While I was there (about 45 minutes) my mind started to create all kind of theories, one being that the doctors lied about the tests so that I wouldn’t react badly right after surgery. Yes, I was a bit paranoid.

Before the general anesthesia fully kicked in and also after I woke up I’ve been extremely active and talkative. I remember about 80 percent of what I said, from serious things to stuff like: “Well if you performed surgery on by breasts did you also augment them?” or “I also wanted to be a surgeon, I chose writing in the end, but I watch surgeries on the Discovery Channel” and many more. If the patient is aware and well, 2 persons are allowed to visit in the intensive care unit, but for a very short period of time and only after some hygienic measures are taken.

The hospital companions can wait outside the operation room, and a nurse will talk to them about the patient’s situation. When the intensive care doctor decided I’m ok, they took me back to my hospital room in a wheelchair (I wanted to take the stairs) and halfway I asked the guy who was pushing the chair to “step it up a bit”. As you can see, I’ve been an atypical patient, who reacted well to the general anesthesia.

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8 thoughts on “THE STORY OF MY BREAST LUMP (V)

  1. Fascinating, and a lot of help for anyone going through something similar (or general anaesthetic). Interesting that you felt the passage of time under anaesthesia. I did not. In blogged something about this, and wrote a haiku, after my experience, though not the first, for my prostate problem, but later, for a hernia repair.
    You’ll find it here:

    Really glad your ‘lump’ and whatever was behind it was benign. Take care. X

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    1. I wrote about it because I would have liked to receive more information about surgery and anesthesia. It’s strange how different each person reacts. My experience was not a traumatizing one, the doctors were very communicative and tried to relax me as much as possible, and my body reacted very well also. Probably my age was also an important factor.


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