@Jackyv if you’ve been following my threads you know I was an absolute mess leading up to this. I actually lost my job because my anxiety and depression had gotten so bad I couldn’t even function, I was crying every single day and writing notes to my family and getting my affairs in order in case I died. It was awful.
I know feel completely different. I know those feelings were so real, but the way my experience went was the complete opposite of what I was worried about. I’ll be more specific for you since you’re worried and having it done this week.
I was nervous and a little weepy when we got there. They called me back to the room and let my daughter and husband come in with me for a while to help keep my nerves at bay. They had 3 nurses in there with me getting me hooked up and chatting with me to calm me down. My blood pressure was like 140/100 at one point, so my nerves were through the roof. I asked a million questions and they explained everything they were doing as they went along. They chatted me up while they put the iv in, which was no big deal to me and only a prick on the arm, and got me on a saline drip. I also had midazolam Only by request. They typically use Propofol and fentanyl, but I didn’t want that and they obliged. They leaned my back, put the pulse ox on, put the heart monitor on, and put the blood pressure cuff on and started monitoring my vitals. The oral surgeon came in and they discussed what tooth was coming out and the plan for the procedure. At this point my nurse said I’m gonna give the meds now and I said “you’ll give them slow right!?!” And she said yes. I closed my eyes because I was so nervous and didn’t want to know anything. They asked me about if I followed or liked any sports and I said volley ball and that I used to play in high school. I could tell my speech was slowing down and my mouth felt dry and I said “I can feel it, my mouths dry, I’m freaking out a little” and she said “it’s totally normal and you’re doing great”. I opened my eyes real quick and the room looked…slow…to me, like I could tell it wasn’t totally normal and I said “no thank you” and closed my eyes again. The oral surgeon asked if I played volleyball and I said yes in high school, and they asked which high school and I said “la vernia” and the next thing I know I’m in my husbands truck talking about wanting to go to the grocery store lol it was so fast and so easy and I didn’t wake up feel crazy at all. I was a little tired and unsteady on my feet, but I went to the grocery store about 30 minutes after the procedure and I was ok as long as I was holding onto the basket. Then I came home, drank a protein shake, took some Tylenol and amoxicillin, a little nap and now I’m feeling back to normal and playing video games with the hubs. I can’t put into words how scared I was for this or how my brain had fully convinced me I wouldn’t get to live to see another day…but it was so much better and easier than I could have hoped for, and I think yours will be too!! Please come back and let me know how everything went on Wednesday!
I will say my husband gave me my phone back too soon and I took a bunch of snapchats and sent messages of my crazy self that I don’t remember
but it was just me telling people I was ok.
