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| Before my Power Line |
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It's done! I am happy to report that I now have my very own "Power Line" AND it's purple. As I write this I'm currently on the flight back home to Austin and I can't help but smile because the fight has begun. It's on Lyme bugs and I'm ready to fight. The procedure itself was not too bad. There was a little mix up with scheduling but at 9 am I was taken back to the room and the Doctor explained to me what he was going to do. I then smiled and said, " I know I watched it on YouTube and if you want I can show you how to do it if you give me some piano wire and a mirror." He loved that! They ended up going in through the jugular and the tube comes out from my chest. I of course was being my silly self and I think it helped set the mood for the room. The catherization nurse was awesome and put Christmas music on for me. The tech who assisted the Dr. was a Saints fan and I gave him crap because they lost Sunday. They started prepping me and I panicked for like 2 seconds then I remembered I was not alone and I had the prayers of many guiding the hand of the Dr. At that point I was given the Medicine that was supposed to put me to sleep but instead it made my brain get jumbled up and I swore I saw my thoughts turn into a kaleidoscope and just like that I was back, I heard the zip, zip, zip of the line going into my jugular, a little pressure and vuala the Dr. was done. I thanked everyone for being so nice and I was wheeled away to recover, but I refused to go to sleep. I didn't like the medication they gave me to knock me out because it made me feel like I lost control for a little bit and I don't like that very much.
My life is on hold for the next 6 months. It goes like this, 3 weeks of antibiotics and fluids then 1 week off. On my off week I fly to DC and get a new antibiotic added to my treatment. I've started my treatments at a local infusion center here in Austin. MWF I go twice a day for my dose of antibiotics. TThSaSu I go once a day for fluids that help with detoxing and provide me with electrolytes (I think). So far so good, I feel a little loopy on some days and I'm sleeping now more than ever. I hope my body gets used to this soon since I go back to work in a week.
The thing is I don't feel so helpless anymore. I feel like I've got hope for the first time in my life. I don't like operating on half a brain and I look forward to getting my brain back. That's what I miss the most...my brain. The funny thing is ever since the procedure for the Power Line I believe in my heart I will get better. It's like a higher power was with me at that time and told me so only I didn't hear a thing but my heart and soul know it. I'm glad I feel that way because I was loosing my way...
FYI: I started this post on my flight back the 22 and just finished it on the 26. What can I say, I have Lyme brain :)
