This morning, I went to the dermatologist to have a mole under my eye removed, and it wound up being a little more eventful than anticipated. *Sigh* Every medical procedure I’ve ever had has been more “eventful” than I bargained for, but I digress…
The nurse injected the area under my eye with a numbing agent, like lidocaine, and a few minutes later, the physician’s assistant performed the necessary procedure. I thought I was fine. I didn’t feel any pain, and life was good… So, I thought!
A few moments later, my head began getting fuzzy, my ears were ringing and the room was turning black. And, I wasn’t okay. The nurse had me lie flat and took my blood pressure a few minutes later. It was pretty low. She brought in another nurse, who quickly got me a cup of water and some crackers. They were both very kind and patient with me and my crazy reaction, and we enjoyed pleasant conversation for a short while during my recovery. Slowly, I began to feel better and my blood pressure returned to somewhat normal. I was finally able to get myself together and leave.
Vasovagal response is a fainting episode, often times as a result of anesthesia, pain, perceived major stress, etc. I had never heard of this until I had neck surgery in 2012, and experienced it firsthand. They decided a great location for the i.v. was the back of my hand. Who thought this was a great place?? I don’t know, but it is painful. Anyway, I was still in pre-op and my husband was talking away when I felt the room growing very black and my ears were ringing. I couldn’t respond to my husband and I remember wishing he’d stop talking because I couldn’t answer him! Haha! 🙂 I recovered and then went into surgery…
I just want to know why it is our bodies do things on their own volition?! It reminds me of my dental file that has a big label on it: “Gagger”! What a charmer! I can’t help it! It is yet another annoying reflex my body displays. I often say that as we age, it’s as if our body betrays us! Can’t we all just play nice and get along?
I like to think of myself as pretty resilient and durable. I am a mother of three, after all. I am Wonder Woman. I can survive the toughest of trials. But, in recent years, my responses are beyond my control…and I don’t like it! 🙂
It is comforting to know that God is in control, even when I am not. I’m glad to know that in times of great distress, God is the Rock that I cling to.
“God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.” ~ Psalm 46:1
I can rest in the knowledge that no matter the circumstances I find myself in, God cares for me and protects me wherever I go.