I was going through some of my earlier videos (and I mean like earlier videos) when I came across the one I made right after I had my collapsed lung surgery and thought it’d be fun to write a quick post about it. (Video down below.)
For those of you who don’t know, I have a connective tissue disorder. I’ve been tested for a few specific disorders and they came back negative, but I still have a connective tissue disorder (how that works, I’m not sure). It’s not really a big deal, but there are some serious problems that can arise from having a CTD: aneurysms and collapsed lungs being two. You guys probably know about my brain aneurysm – if not, that’ll be another post someday (I really want a copy of a CT scan of my head for that post; it’s so cool… I’m such a nerd).
Back in 2008, before I even got involved with YouTube or discovered my aneurysm, I was walking around the bookstore on FSU’s campus when I started to get short of breath and started sweating. I figured maybe I was having a panic attack or something so I just ignored it and, like any white person in distress, went to the Starbucks next door. The walk over nearly killed me. I would take ten steps and need to sit down and catch my breath. It felt like there was a sumo wrestler sitting on me and a huge metal rod running through my chest. My boyfriend was there with me and we both didn’t know what to do, so I decided to call my mom and ask her. Her lungs had collapsed multiple times and she asked me a series of questions and we concluded that’s probably what was happening and that I needed to go to Urgent Care immediately.
Sure enough, my right lung was 30% collapsed.
I was sent home with severe bed rest and arranged an appointment to speak to a specialist. He said that in tall, slender males like myself spontaneous pneumothoraxes weren’t that uncommon and that we could have a corrective procedure performed now or wait for a year and see if it happened again. We decided to wait.
That was early February 2008. Almost a year to the date, the same lung collapsed as I was walking around the FSU campus bookstore. So creepy. I had class right after and the professor was an absolute bitch so I tried to force myself to attend class. Luckily, my boyfriend was there with me again and noticed my lips turning blue during class, so I made the brazen move to leave her class early. My mom took me to the ER and I had emergency surgery performed to reinflate my lung.
I wake up the next morning with more tubes coming out of me than a waterpark. One down my nose and throat, one in my penis, and one HUGE one into my chest.
This is where the true horror really starts. Brace yourself.
I was there for about a week recovering and had the nicest nurse during the first 6 days. The last day there was a shift change and a new nurse was in charge. My mom had been there the entire time and she looked disgusting so I told her to go home and shower so she would be fresh and clean when she took me home the next day. That night, right after she left, the new nurse decides to remove the catheter in my penis. If you don’t know how catheters work, they are a tube that’s fed up the urethra into the bladder and the end is slightly inflated to hold it in place. The nurse removes mine… without deflating the end. I won’t go into detail, but there was blood. Also, she doubles the drop rate of my IV and the vein in my left arm blew out and I had horrible bruising around my elbow. That night I had to spend in the bathroom from needing to piss every 15 minutes. Probably the worst night of my life.
Unfortunately, while I was in the hospital, so family drama went down and I was caught in the middle. I was supposed to have 2 weeks of solid bed rest to recover – 3 days later I was packing my shit to move in with my grandma. I couldn’t take the drama anymore; it was almost worse than the fluids continually leaking out of the three opens wounds I had on my back.
My collapsed lung experience wasn’t that pleasant haha. Have any of you had any similar horrific hospital experiences? (Not that any hospital visit is a barrel of laughs.) Leave your horrific stories in the comment section below!
See how emaciated I was back then? #notcute