Today is the big day. I can't believe it is here. I go into the hospital at 12:15, and surgery will be at about 2:15 this afternoon. Even though I know everything will be OK, I am still really freaked out, again the emetophobia thing. I am also not too thrilled about having to have the surgery as an inpatient, but at least it is only one night and my doctor has requested a private room for the emetophobia to help minimize anxiety.
I think I just need to breathe, and try to relax, because I am just a little bundle of anxiety right now. I sure hope they give me some Valium once I arrive at the hospital to try and alleviate the knots in my stomach, shakiness, dizziness, difficulty breathing and the racing heart.
Any positive vibes anyone wants to send my way will be greatly appreciated!! I will update on how the surgery went and how recovery is going as soon as I am able.
Showing posts with label emetophobia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label emetophobia. Show all posts
Monday, March 16, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Surgery on Monday and Emetophobia
Wow, am I ever starting to freak out. Surgery is on Monday, and the nerves are kicking in, in full force. I honestly don't care that they are cutting me open, I am just such a severe emetophobe that I am terrified of getting sick. It puts me into full panic attacks.
I went in for an anaesthesia consult at the hospital on Monday, and the poor anaesthesia resident. He was so nice and helpful, and I kept grilling the poor guy about anti nauseants and less emetogenic anaesthesia and techniques, aggressive re-hydration via IV etc. This guy probably thinks I am a total nutcase, but I honestly would rather die on the table then feel a hint of nausea or God forbid get sick. I think I need some Valium...
I went in for an anaesthesia consult at the hospital on Monday, and the poor anaesthesia resident. He was so nice and helpful, and I kept grilling the poor guy about anti nauseants and less emetogenic anaesthesia and techniques, aggressive re-hydration via IV etc. This guy probably thinks I am a total nutcase, but I honestly would rather die on the table then feel a hint of nausea or God forbid get sick. I think I need some Valium...
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