To those of you following along with my adventures, I thank you heartily for your kind words and the ability to suspend disbelief. If it hadn't happened to me, I'd have been like "really? no way!"
In any case, Wednesday's hyperbaric oxygen treatment was uneventful, though I started having pain in my left ear as I was "diving". James, the tech had to stop and let me get my ear popped (that's the scientific term), then we took it very slowly, and all went well. When I got home, I worked a bit, my teams in India are great, so they have kept our projects moving along.
Then the one thing I've always feared would happen, happened. I knocked a glass of iced tea over and onto my work laptop. it immediately shut off, I unplugged it, took the battery out and turned it upside down and tried to shake any tea out. I tell you, I have not moved that fast since having surgery! My mantra was "oh sh!t! oh crap!" the entire time! I put it upside down on a towel, got more towels to soak the tea up from the rug, and texted my manager. He told me to cal in a ticket to the help desk, and I swear the helpdesk rep chuckled when I told him what happened.
He sent the ticket to the Chicago IT contact, who is a good friend of mine, and I knew I'd be hearing it when he called me. We can access email through our webmail app, so I at least have remained on top of the goings on at work, and have had to delegate things I'd normally do myself (things that my analysts should really be doing, but you know how it is, sometimes it's easier to do some things yourself).
Thursday's "dive" was the same, trouble with ol' left ear, so we went slowly. The doctor at the wound center told me to make sure I followed up with a cardiologist, and I told him I was in the process of getting an appointment - it's tough getting an appointment that is sooner rather than later! He said if the SVT happens again, it could be worse, and I said I don't have a death wish (I just got awesome new boobies!). I spent the afternoon on the phone calling around to cardiology departments, the hospital where I was in the ER had no openings till September, but they had one on 8/24 in another town. I took it, and also made an appointment at Northwestern downtown (where I had my BR, and cardiology shares the same floor as plastic surgery!), for 8/27, but I'm on the waiting list for any cancellations. I called the hospital where my neurologist is, but they don't have a cardiology department, per se, so the referral line gave me the name of a cardiologist who's office is really close to my home! Great if I need to go with any regularity. I called them and got an appointment for Thursday 8/20, so victory! I got one for this coming week!
Friday's dive was again uneventful, but my left ear was pretty painful. I told James, the tech, that I wanted to proceed with getting tubes put in my ears (which the doctor told me was something I could do if I had trouble with the pressure). He called the ENT and set up an appointment for me for this coming Monday morning, before my HBO session. I've had problems with my ears since childhood, particularly lefty. In college, I had a terrible sinus and ear infection, my ears filled with so much fluid, I literally could not hear. When I told my mother, she said "huh, well, you might need hearing aids then." Thanks for the support and concern, mom! One would think she'd take me to the doctor, but my parents are weird about medical stuff - my sister and I had to be pretty damn sick for them to take us!
After my dive, I saw the doctor and he confirmed significant healing has occurred, and asked how I perceived the changes. I said I saw new blood vessels, the color of the skin improved and even the black spot at the t-junction looks a bit smaller. I will probably do all 20 dives that my insurance allows though. Then my BF took me home and went back to work, and my friend came over to take me to Whole Foods, bc I was out of some things. She also wanted to show me her newly enlarged breasts, and wanted to see my littles! She's 5'9" and has a broad back, wore a 42B bra, and I thought she looked fine as is, but honestly, she looks great now, more proportionate to her frame. She was amazed how small I am, and I said "we just swapped chests!"
After she dropped me off, I started to have a fluttery heartbeat, a little fast but nothing like before. I started to freak out, and my BF was at work, so I texted my friend and then called her. She said "I'm coming over" and showed up within minutes (she lives just a few blocks away, thank god). She asked if I'd been drinking enough water, had I eaten anything salty, had I eaten at all? Where's your lorazepam, you should take one, just relax, let's sit down...she was awesome, she came in like a project manager. The project? My fluttery heartbeat and potential panic attack from it. She stayed with me for about an hour, though my heart rate normalized about 5 minutes after she got there, so then we just relaxed and talked about our experiences with card readers and psychics. My boy cat, Max, who did not like her the first time she came over, was totally cool, thank goodness!
I've decided to just take a lorazepam daily to keep me chilled out. Im most nervous about waiting to see the cardiologist, I want to get that problem resolved. I was reading about SVT, and beta blockers are often prescribed. My BF takes atenolol (a beta blocker), and it controls blood pressure, heart rate and has an anxiety reducing effect. If I need a new drug, that sounds like it could be the one for me!
So today I'm just chilling, have a bit of a headache, but my breasts seem to be healing great. The color is normalizing, and the oozing that started in my right breast again after my day in the ER (from all the movement and jostling and poking) seems to be ending. I keep a non-stick pad lightly taped to the vertical incision so it doesn't stick to my clothes during the day. My weight seems to have stabilized at 160 (I was down to 158 a few days post op), my dietician said not to worry as long as I eat according to my plan, there's plenty of protein included. I told my boyfriend I wanted fro-yo today, and it's over 90 degrees out there, so it's a perfect day for a frosty treat!