[If you didn’t read my last post, regarding my thyroid, you’ll want to read that first.]
My needle biopsy for my thyroid was on Friday. I wasn’t dreading it–I used to be really wanting ahead to it, so I can get all of this over with as rapidly as potential. And since I’m the kind of individual that wishes to know every thing I can anticipate going into one thing, I learn as a lot as I might about it forward of time.
Primarily, the physician inserts a number of small needles (one after the other) into the mass, which acquire samples to ship to the lab. Sounds easy sufficient. Not nice, however it’s not like having surgical procedure.
Jerry needed to go together with me, so we went to the hospital’s radiology division. It is carried out in radiology as a result of a tech makes use of an ultrasound for the physician to have the ability to see the place to information the needle in the course of the process.
First, the tech did the standard ultrasound to get photos of the mass (once more). It took a short time for the physician to return in–the tech referred to as somebody a few instances on the telephone, asking if so-and-so was obtainable for a biopsy. I ought to have seen that as a pink flag (and my instinct was undoubtedly telling me so, however it being my first time for one thing like this, I simply assumed every thing was regular).
Lastly, a doctor assistant (PA) got here in and began prepping my neck. I needed to lie on my again with my head tilted again, a pillow beneath my neck. After every thing was prepped, she injected lidocaine to numb the spot that she can be inserting the needles. The lidocaine was undoubtedly probably the most painful half. I am under no circumstances afraid of needles, however I wasn’t anticipating the lidocaine to burn a lot. After that, although, I did not really feel a lot in any respect.
The PA took the primary needle and inserted it into the mass. Then she moved all of it over–if you have ever seen how liposuction is finished, it is like that–about 20 instances. Pulled it out, received a brand new needle, and repeated that 5 instances. After the final one, she put a gauze pad on my neck and left the room for the tech to bandage me up.
The tech was about to exchange the gauze with a bandaid and when she lifted the gauze, she instantly pressed it again down and stated one thing like, “Oh! You could have a fairly large hematoma.” She instructed me to carry stress with the gauze, as a lot stress as I might with out choking myself. I did that for about 5 minutes, and requested her some questions within the meantime.
[Side note: A hematoma is where blood pools in a space outside of a blood vessel, but since there is no opening for it to come out, it just sort of collects in the location, forming a lump.]
She had appeared a little bit alarmed by the scale of it, which made me nervous. I requested her if that occurs typically and she or he stated one thing like, “Not too typically, however it occurs and will probably be high-quality.” I simply wanted to carry stress and ice it for 20 minutes each hour. She changed the gauze with a bandaid after which gave me an ice pack for the journey house.
Over all, it wasn’t a nasty expertise. It wasn’t enjoyable, however it wasn’t painful (aside from the lidocaine shot). After I received house, I used to be STUNNED after I regarded within the mirror. The lump on my neck was large. This made me actually nervous, so I googled it. And naturally, that gave me much more anxiousness about it. It stated that having a hematoma in that location is severe as a result of it will probably press towards your esophagus and trachea (the tubes for consuming and respiration, respectively).
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I might already had issue swallowing (that was the principle symptom of the big mass within the first place), however I observed that it had undoubtedly gotten worse for the reason that biopsy. I had a tough time deciphering whether or not it was additionally affecting my respiration as nicely, however one of the simplest ways I can describe the sensation is like carrying a really tight turtleneck. I stored reaching as much as pull my shirt away from my neck, solely to understand my shirt wasn’t there–it simply felt prefer it.
For the reason that tech stated it was high-quality, I simply trusted that she knew what she was doing. I despatched an image of it to my sister, principally to point out her the scale of this hematoma. I assumed she would have the identical form of “holy cow!” response, however not due to it being dangerous–just spectacular. She instructed me she would not assume that is regular and that I ought to return to the hospital.
I figured she was overreacting, so I despatched the image to Becky as nicely (she’s an RN). Becky is at all times calm and by some means has this magical approach of creating me much less anxious about issues. I used to be anticipating her to inform me it is okay and perhaps give me some recommendation for decreasing the scale or no matter. As an alternative, she (gently) instructed me that I really want to go to the emergency room. She stated that if it is nonetheless bleeding (the bleeding is inside–you do not actually know if it is nonetheless bleeding or not with no CT scan) it will probably get larger and push towards my airway quite rapidly.
The roads had gotten horrible as a result of it was snowing actually arduous. The expressway was even closed at one part due to accidents. (Keep in mind the final time I drove to the ER throughout a snow storm?) I actually did not need to go. I actually felt prefer it was an overreaction to go to the ER over it and I assumed for positive they’d ship me proper again house, however I figured it could be higher to be secure and simply go get it checked out. I might had the biopsy at 1:30 pm and Jerry and I arrived on the ER at round 5:00.
[Also, this just reminded me of the time I went to the ER for a suspected hematoma after my skin removal surgery… the bump on my hip seemed foreign and when the doctor examined me, I learned that it was my hip bone. BAHAHA, I’d never felt it before!]
As an alternative of sending me house, they took me again to triage instantly, bypassing the crowded ready room, as a result of it might apparently be fairly severe. Because the numbing wore off, it was getting extra painful. However the stress on my neck was actually beginning to scare me.
From triage, they put me in a room to attend for a physician. A nurse arrange an IV and took some blood samples. At this level, time appeared to not exist anymore as a result of it is so mind-numbing to sit down in a small room with nothing to do. Jerry was with me, fortunately, so we talked whereas we waited.
The physician and her med pupil got here in and WOW–this was actually the nicest, most caring physician I’ve ever met. She was under no circumstances rushed, she defined every thing rather well, she instructed me I did the appropriate factor by moving into (I do know individuals are inclined to abuse the ER, and I had felt like perhaps I used to be doing that). She even despatched her med pupil out of the room for a second so she might ask me privately how I used to be feeling mentally/emotionally about all of it. She might see how nervous I used to be as a result of I are inclined to wring my palms and fidget so much.
I defined to her the occasions from earlier and she or he stopped me after I talked about the watch for the PA to return in and do the biopsy. She stated, “Wait a minute–they had a PA do the biopsy, not the ENT physician? Are you positive?” She exchanged a glance along with her med pupil, and I might inform that one thing wasn’t proper. She needed to know the main points about who did the biopsy and what directions I used to be given. She stated that it’s NOT frequent to get a hematoma from a thyroid biopsy, particularly one as massive as mine. And it actually IS an enormous deal. The PA by no means ought to have left with out checking it and the tech by no means ought to have let me depart with out calling the PA again in to look. (At this level, I do not know whether or not it is routine for a PA to do the biopsy, however from the ER physician’s response, I am guessing not.)
The ER physician stated she needed to get a CT scan to see if it is nonetheless bleeding and that she needed to maintain me in a single day for commentary, simply to be secure.
When she left and I had time to course of all of it, I felt so let down and indignant about all of it. I ought to have listened to my instinct when the ultrasound tech was in search of somebody who was obtainable to do the biopsy. I ought to have seen the pink flag after I observed that the tech appeared type of shocked and alarmed by the hematoma, whereas making an attempt to look prefer it was fairly routine. I felt a little bit uncomfortable with the truth that a PA can be doing the biopsy quite than a physician, however I do know that PA’s are very certified of their jobs, so I assumed it was regular.
At round 9:00 pm, I used to be taken for a CT scan. I might had one earlier than after I broke my jaw, however I did not bear in mind something about it. I do know they did not use distinction (the place they inject one thing in your IV in the course of the scan and it helps them get an image of blood vessels). I wasn’t nervous in regards to the CT in any respect till I used to be instructed in regards to the distinction.
I do not know why it freaked me out a lot, however the CT tech defined that once they injected the distinction, I might really feel a sensation of getting actually heat/sizzling from head to toe, feeling type of like a sizzling flash. And that it could in all probability really feel like I peed myself, however it was simply the distinction doing its factor. It was at this level that I began to have a panic assault. Not from the biopsy, not from the hematoma, not from going to the ER, not from the CT scan, or any of that… it was merely being instructed in regards to the distinction.
I actually did not assume I might be capable to undergo with the CT. She referred to as my nurse, who was in a position to give me some ativan and hopefully get me to settle down. The scan solely took about 5 minutes and the worst half was the anticipation of what the distinction would really feel like. It felt similar to the tech had described, however it was over with in a short time and ended up being no huge deal in any respect. (If I ever want one other, I am not going to fret about it.)
I used to be taken again to my room within the ER to attend for the outcomes. It wasn’t very lengthy (perhaps half-hour) earlier than we received the results–the bleeding appeared to have stopped, however they nonetheless needed to maintain me in a single day for commentary. They stated they only needed to watch for a mattress to open up however it needs to be lengthy. Then we waited. We waited and we waited and we waited. At this level, I used to be drained. I hadn’t eaten since Thursday, and I hadn’t had any water and even peed since simply earlier than I might left house (I wasn’t anticipating all of this or I might have deliberate higher).
I often go to mattress at 9:00 and it wasn’t till 1:00 am that I lastly received a room. I used to be type of delirious with exhaustion and I do not bear in mind if the one that transported me defined something earlier than they left. However as soon as they had been gone, I noticed I did not know the place the lavatory was or if I might get some water and even the place the sunshine swap was so I might flip off the sunshine. I could not discover a name button. And I used to be too exhausted to do something however attempt to sleep. I had requested for a xanax to assist me sleep, in order that, together with the ativan from earlier, made me actually sleepy.
I did not know find out how to flip off the lights (there are plenty of switches and I did not need to begin messing round) so I simply pulled a blanket over my head and managed to go to sleep. In some unspecified time in the future, I bear in mind somebody asking me if I needed them to show off the lights and I stated “sure! please!” and I fell again asleep. At round 5:45 am, I awakened. Once more, could not discover the sunshine swap, so I opened the curtains within the room to get sufficient mild to go searching.
I lastly noticed a small signal on one other door within the room that stated “sufferers solely” and I used to be so comfortable to see that it was a rest room. I picked up my purse from the bedside desk and found that there was a styrofoam cup of water there–it had been behind my purse, which is why I did not discover it earlier than. I used to be so able to get out of there. I used to be ravenous! Since I could not discover a name button, I walked to the nurse’s station to say that my husband was going to return decide me up.
They instructed me that the ENT physician needed to log off on my discharge papers however he would not be there till 10:00 am and that my nurse can be in shortly to speak to me. I waited within the room for a short time and even took out my IV.
My nurse lastly got here in, and was extraordinarily type and caring. She’d had the “home physician” come along with her to clarify why I ought to keep. They weren’t planning some other assessments or remedies, however they felt it could be greatest to let the ENT physician be certain I used to be good to go. I confirmed them how the swelling in my neck had gone down fairly a bit (I had photos for comparability) and the tightness was again to “baseline” (nonetheless bother swallowing, however it was again to what it was earlier than the biopsy). The nurse apologetically instructed me that I might possible be there many of the day as a result of the physician had over 60 sufferers to see.
I knew I might be leaving towards medical recommendation (AMA) however by that time, I might stopped being so blindly trusting. I had had a nasty biopsy, I hadn’t eaten in like 36 hours, I used to be utterly sleep disadvantaged, sore, anxious, and simply emotionally drained. How can anybody make good selections in that state? If my neck had nonetheless been as huge because it was the evening earlier than, I might have stayed. Nevertheless it regarded fairly a bit higher (even the nurse and home physician stated so). I ended up signing the AMA papers and heading house at round 9:00.
As anticipated from the biopsy, my neck is bruised and ugly and the hematoma continues to be there (it ought to go away by itself however it will probably take days and even weeks). There’s NO approach that I might really feel comfy getting the thyroid surgical procedure at that hospital and even within the Henry Ford system. After Noah’s foot incident, Jerry’s horrid lumbar puncture, and now this biopsy complication, I’ve misplaced all belief. I haven’t got the outcomes of the biopsy but, however I do know I will not be going again.
My cousin, who I used to be very shut with after we had been children, is definitely a nurse practitioner within the ENT division on the College of Michigan hospital. On reflection, I ought to have simply gone there from the start. Nevertheless it’s not the identical healthcare system (Henry Ford vs. U of M) and I figured it could be best/greatest to remain inside the similar system whereas seeing totally different specialists. Particularly contemplating the biopsy was “no huge deal”.
I requested my cousin if there’s a specific ENT physician that she actually trusts and she or he stated those she works with are fantastic–she gave me some names and stated that if she or her household wanted an ENT, that is who she would go to. I actually belief her and and determined to make an appointment with certainly one of them for a seek the advice of and plan shifting ahead. I actually do want the surgical procedure to alleviate the signs, whether or not it is most cancers or not.
I’ve at all times taught my children how vital it’s to hearken to your “intestine feeling” (instinct), even when it makes you appear to be you are overreacting. In the event you really feel like one thing is not proper, there’s a motive for that. I had that feeling tug at me all through the biopsy however I satisfied myself that I used to be simply anxious in regards to the process.
I am not saying it was anybody’s fault. It is potential I might have gotten the hematoma regardless of who did the biopsy. However I by no means ought to have been despatched house with a big hematoma on my throat, particularly with no physician wanting it over first.
I notice this submit is tremendous lengthy, however only one other thing… after I was being wheeled to get my CT scan, I assumed I heard Jerry speaking to somebody exterior of my ER room. I did not assume something of it, however after I received again he instructed me that he’d run into Kelly, certainly one of my roommates from faculty that I hadn’t seen since 2001! My freshman yr was a lot enjoyable and I’ve nice recollections along with her.
I used to be bummed that I missed seeing her, however she ended up coming into my room a short time later as a result of she is a nurse there. Years after I might final seen her, when individuals had been beginning to get on Fb, I discovered her and discovered that she had a son, who she named Noah, on July 13, 2004–which occurs to be MY Noah’s birthday as nicely. Is not that wild?
Anyway, my neck is feeling and looking higher immediately. You’ll be able to nonetheless see the hematoma bump and bruise, however hopefully that can go away quickly. Subsequent, I ought to get my biopsy outcomes. Tomorrow, I will name U of M and make an appointment with one of many medical doctors my cousin really useful. And simply pray that every thing goes nicely from right here on out!
