More Drama:
For a couple of days, I started to have trouble filling my lungs with a good breath. Any attempt would send me into some freaky kind of spasms. I thought that most likely it was all apart of the healing process, but it felt like someone was sticking a knife in me if I tried to take a deep breath. The pain was underneath my breast on the R side. It got bad. I thought I had overdid it the day before and was paying the price.
Well..I called my friend who is 2 years post-op and also a Nurse, and she said I should go to the hospital....I could have a pulmonary embolism, or a collapsed lung.
Well, I developed a low grade fever 99.4 and my heart rate (after an hour of rest) was 130. The pain got so bad my DP had to call 911.
I spent the night in the ER...had to have a couple of CT scans with some contrast. No Pulmonary Embolism thank god. But some funky stuff came up in my BW to suggest that indeed something is up. They loaded me up with painkillers, and told me to keep myself on top of the pain to see if that would help me try and breath more deeply, and I'm gong to see my Surgeon tomorrow afternoon.
I cannot stand the painkillers. They make me super wasted, and I fall asleep at the drop of a hat. I havn't taken any since lunch time today, and I'm still feeling not bad. I have more lung capacity, but I'm worried about what is causing it, and why the funky blood work numbers.