rogfam Posted November 1, 2007 Share Posted November 1, 2007 It's taken me about six weeks to get the place where I can finally talk about this with my lc family. Mid September, my husband was getting ready for work, like he does every week day afternoon. We ran to the bank, came home, he complained of being just SOO tired, and decided to take a quick nap before work. He laid on the couch, but quickly got up saying he was nauseas, walked to the table, where I was standing, and passed out... He came to just as quick as he went down, got up, walked to the bed, and complained of being cold. He said he was fine, prob just got up to fast, is why he passed out. He proceded to have chills, and had a 'breakdown' when we couldn't find the remote control! It scared me to death, how he had just begun acting so weird. I called the ambulance, just to come and check him out. They did their test, his heart was fine, bp was a little low. He wouldn't go with them to the hospital, figured the flu just hit him quick. That night, along with the following week was just a nightmare. He had chills, fevers up to 103, then sweats.. He was absolutely delirious; he said things that didn't make any sense at all... He began coughing up blood by morning, and had also gotten a terrible pain in his shoulder when he breathed. By this time, I told him he was going to the ER and that was it. *he was ready to go by this time as well!* I got his things together, got him in the van, where I drove for the longest 45 minutes of my life to the hospital. We got in right away, because he had chest pains. This is only 18 hours into our ordeal. They do bloodwork, ct scan, and decide has a severe agressive form of pneumonia. He was already septic, it was in his blood stream. He spent two days in ICU. They said he could've died had I not gotten him there when I did. I was scared to death. His respirations where twice what they should be as I watched his body fight this infection with all he had. I prayed... He was moved to a regular room, where he had to stay for 3 more days, as the docs wanted him to have 5 days worth of IV antibitics. He was on morphine for the pain as well; he hurt so bad when he breathed. AS IF all this wasn't bad enough... This pulmonologist comes in to our room and says this: You have a mass in your lung, nothing else shows up like this, prepare yourself for the worst, you're looking at chemo and radiation. OMG I could've died right there. AND how could he just tell us this by just looking at a ct scan?? Don't you need a biopsy to confirm?? Shouldn't he have said, 'you have something that looks suspicious, I want to ck it out. Let's do a biopsy and see what iit is.' I slept in that tiny hospital bed with my husband that night; holding each other tight, not knowing what was to come.. (I knew I would cry writing this.. prob why I waited so long..) (If you're still reading this, GOD BLESS YOU! ) So, we get out of the hospital, depressed, and waiting for a few days for the scheduled dreaded biopsy.. The day arives, my husband goes in, I sit and pray. The doc comes out and says this, 'I couldn't find anything to biopsy' I get all excited and he says, oh no, we're not done yet, could be that it's just too small for me to see with this (instrument that they use when going in to do a biopsy). He orders another ct because you can see more magnified with it. We go home, a few days later the doctor calls and says, 'whatever it was is gone'. PRAISE GOD! Wonderful news. He said that what he saw must've been really bad pneumonia, or he was the luckiest man ever. But over the next few days, while I'm so relieved.. I'm soo ANGRY with this crazy doctor for telling us this, without KNOWING. HOW COULD HE? It doesn't really matter, I don't guess, but it does to me.. He took years off our lives with that scare! The doctor does want a follow up ct in three months because of 'enlarged lymph nodes' in the chest area. On a positive note, my husband has quit smoking. He's done wonderful and I'm so proud of him. I don't know what I'd do without him. I know how it feels to have a mom with lung cancer, and it's beyond horrible, but now I had a taste of what it's like to have a spouse with it... I want no part of it. My heart goes out to all you spouses, and my poor Daddy... And to the survivors.. my husband had a week where he really thought he had it, and that it was going to be so bad, and spread everywhere... He was so worried about ME through all this.. It's just terrible, all the way around, for all invovled.. I'm sorry for this being so long. I think it did me good to get it all out though.. So, thank you.. for listenig, and for always being here for me, you are all wonderful people, my lc family. Christy Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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