cuoricino
www.thoughtsfromabroad.com
Hello all!!
Me again, crazy BAV girl with asc. aortic anny at 5cm on the list to have surgery in Italy!! (hence the "crazy" part ).
Thought I'd check in and give an update because around here, no news is NOT always good news.
So, back in May when my cardio said it was "time" for surgery, I went through all sorts of crazy emotions from denial, to anger, to feeling gipped, sad, scared and like I was at the end of my life all balled up into one. If you remember, one of the most "annoying" things I mentioned about having the surgery here in Italy (besides the cultural differences and language barriers my parents are going to have to deal with in the hospital, of course) is the fact that ALL the good surgeons take the month of August off to go to the seaside and work on their tans.
Well, what I had originally thought was an obstacle has turned out to be an incredible blessing. In these past four months I have been able to screen multiple surgeons, and decide carefully who to choose. My boyfriend and I took a week in August to go to Elba Island on the coast of Tuscany where I did anything but think about my surgery. And now I can't believe it's already September and I've already done my first of two "self-blood donations" to use in surgery. That means, in a month at the latest... I'm going under the knife!!
Is it weird that I'm excited?!?! I mean, who in their right mind would be excited to get their chest cut open? But the way I see it, I just can't wait to start getting better and not feel like a sick person. Plus, if it gets my parents out here on the other side of the world, it can't be all that bad, can it?
As soon as I get a date, I'll post it and in the meanwhile, I'm sending positive vibes to all of you who are having upcoming surgeries just like me!!
ciao
Me again, crazy BAV girl with asc. aortic anny at 5cm on the list to have surgery in Italy!! (hence the "crazy" part ).
Thought I'd check in and give an update because around here, no news is NOT always good news.
So, back in May when my cardio said it was "time" for surgery, I went through all sorts of crazy emotions from denial, to anger, to feeling gipped, sad, scared and like I was at the end of my life all balled up into one. If you remember, one of the most "annoying" things I mentioned about having the surgery here in Italy (besides the cultural differences and language barriers my parents are going to have to deal with in the hospital, of course) is the fact that ALL the good surgeons take the month of August off to go to the seaside and work on their tans.
Well, what I had originally thought was an obstacle has turned out to be an incredible blessing. In these past four months I have been able to screen multiple surgeons, and decide carefully who to choose. My boyfriend and I took a week in August to go to Elba Island on the coast of Tuscany where I did anything but think about my surgery. And now I can't believe it's already September and I've already done my first of two "self-blood donations" to use in surgery. That means, in a month at the latest... I'm going under the knife!!
Is it weird that I'm excited?!?! I mean, who in their right mind would be excited to get their chest cut open? But the way I see it, I just can't wait to start getting better and not feel like a sick person. Plus, if it gets my parents out here on the other side of the world, it can't be all that bad, can it?
As soon as I get a date, I'll post it and in the meanwhile, I'm sending positive vibes to all of you who are having upcoming surgeries just like me!!
ciao