Lung Surgery. Part 1

Well....where have I been? Oh yeah thats right, in the hospital with another collapsed lung. This time it was wayy worse. I am out now, have been for about 2 months.m Here is how the whole story went.

I had gotten home from the beach on June 6, and June 7 I went to work. I came home and was un packing my stuff, and started to work on my family reunion that i was planning that was a 2 months away. I decided to go over to my aunts which is right across the road. I was in my car turned around to back up and I got a sharp pain, i said "oh great gas pains under my ribs, maybe my aunt will have some meds."

I drove over to her house, and made myself cougth really hard bc it was affecting the way I breatha, and somethimes if I do that it pushes the gas back down. That did not work it only made it worse, and my breathing sounded like you would be blowing in a kazoo.

I got out of my car ran to her door, said I cant breathe, and ran back to my car. Yes I know like that is going to help, but I had a nebulizer in there I thought might releive what was going on...wrong. My aunt came out to the car right after me, and was asking "Whats wrong? Tell me what to do." I told her im going to die, which that look on her face when I said that was horrific! Then I started having a pannack attack because I thought I was doing to die, and I wansnt ready to.

I felt like there was a 300 pound person sitting on my chest. All I kept doing was praying for me not to die, and worring about if I did, how upset my family and firends would be, and how hurt they would be, and that huirt me even more, and who would pay for all of my funeral arrangments, bc we are not wealthy just comfortable. My aunt ran to my house and got my oxygen, I kept checking my mails for a purple color, but I had none so I knew I was getting oxygen, enough to keep me alive. She brought it back over and the highest setting is two liters, which is not a lot when you cant breahte.

my aunt called my other aunt for back up. My aunt Fonda ran over to tell my dad, and my aunt Tammie stayed with me and rubbed my back. The ambulance finally came, and they got me ready to go. I saw my aunt Fonda crying on the porch when I was driving off, I knew I scared her, I felt so bad about that.

My aunt Tammie told my dad I was ok, and she picked up my mother from work and away they went to the hospital. I was riding int he amulabce, I have never been in one, and they were going so fast. We got to the hospital and the ems guys never left my side.

I knew what was wrong with me. They said well lets get some blood work and a cat scan first. I said "NO! I know what is worng, my lung is collapsed, I have had this before, and I cnat breathe, so get a mobile xray, and get a sergon, and fix it now!!" Then I was super out of breath, and my O2 dropped. They did what I wanted. My lung was 100 percent collapsed. They believed me then...in te urgency.

The one doc that wasnt on my wrist band kept coming over to me, and just had a horriable bed side manner,, I think he was a doc in training bc I do not think he knew a toe from and ear. Ugh!! My boyfriend was getting sooo aggervated with him as well, I think he was about o punch him in the face. I didnt want him around me, he acted like I was completly stupid. Luckly I got a nice doc that told him to leave, and they sedated me a little and put the chest tube in.

I woke up, in sooo much pain, all I could do was cry, I could breathe, but cry still. As I held my boyfriends and my moms hand, the ordered some pain meds. My mom, boyfriend, and aunt would all take turns coming back to see me while I was still in the ER.

More to come...