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4 years has passed since you registered at LapBandTalk! Happy 4th Anniversary Merced!
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Sorry for the long post below. It made me post it separately. So start at the bottom and read UP or you will be confused.
I do not regret getting the band at all. I only regret not treating it properly and allowing for the slip.
I'm sad to have it gone.
You will learn to love it and it is so good to stay in touch with people on this message board. They could have helped me much earlier if I had kept in contact.
Did u stay at Lucerna Hotel?
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One Dr said that sometimes a traumatic event will trigger panic attacks. I do remember when they put me under they were holding the cup over my nose and mouth and told me to take 3 deep breaths and it felt like there was no air coming through and I turned my head to get away and to get outside air and he pushed it tighter over my face and forced it on me and then I was out. But just before going out, I thought I couldn't breath and he forced that thing down over my face and it felt like I was being suffocated and murdered. Maybe that was it? Who knows, but now I'm fine and no more issues.
Anyway, now do you know me? Did you see any of that craziness?
If so, I'm sorry you did!
Did u stay at Lucerna Hotel?
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I am so embarrassed but it really is so funny now because I remember saying one thing to one of the staff while I'm laying there on the floor of the hotel lobby that really makes me smile. I told him that if they didn't hurry and get the ambulance there that I was going to die. He kindly said. "your not going to die." and I calmly said, "you don't know."
That just makes me laugh now. Poor OCO staff had to put up with a psycho woman who obviously is pretty sensitive to anesthesia or something. They were soooo good to me.
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My arms and legs got tingly and my chest heavy to where I thought I couldn't breath. I end up on the floor and they had to come and get me. Once again, I thought something serious was wrong and that I was going to die if they didn't hurry.
Another freaking full blown panic attack! My second one.
I never did figure out that that was what happened the first time. My husband is a Dr and he knew that that's what it had to be. The Drs at the clinic were thinking that that was what was happening and asked me if I'd ever had panic attacks and, of course, I said "no". They gave me more fluids and potassium and gave me some Xanax.
I had a few more waves until all the anesthesia wore off a few days later but the xannies helped.
I got home and laughed so hard about it when I told my husband about it that I was in tears.
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I started tingling and thought that I was having a reaction to the meds. It scared me to death. I thought I was going to die right there on the bed. I was actually pleading inside for God to let me live so that my children would not have to live without a mother! They gave me benedryl or something and then I started to feel better. They had me walk and all was fine. I know it scared them.
Do you know that it was a freaking full blown panic attack!!!
I have never had one before in my life so I thought I really had almost died.
Right when it started, a woman was walking with her IV bag in tow, and she looked in at me and mouthed to me. "Are you okay?". I shook my head and mouthed, "No". She told the desk that I was not okay. She had blond hair and looked to me mid 30's-40's.
So here's the part that is even more embarrassing. It will make you remember me if you did see me!
I was waiting for my ride Wednesday morning in the lobby and all of a sudden I feel a flush come over me.
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Which room were you in at the clinic?
When I was there, it was a full house.
I'm embarrassed at what happened to me while there but I will tell you anyway and then you may remember me.
I was not in a room but was near the desk in one of the curtain rooms. I had surgery near 2pm. It was easy and uncomplicated. I was very dehydrated tho.
When I was coming out of anesthesia they had me walk and all was fine. Then they had me get back in bed. They came and gave me pain meds in my IV (I could have sworn that they had just given me some but I was loopy so who knows when it was). When they gave it to me I felt very weak and heavy in my chest.