My Boxing Day Test

The good news is that, as expected, I was discharged from the cardiac ward on Christmas Eve afternoon, just in time to watch Carols by Candlelight and wrap presents (Christmas tradition). And I was mightily relieved.

The following day dawned bright and sunny, and fairly quiet (at least in our household), so Julie and I had a leisurely Christmas breakfast, exchanged gifts and enjoyed a wonderfully relaxed Christmas morning.

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Diabolical jigsaw

We spent the afternoon with the rest of the family, ate too much, played complex board games with kids young and old, dozed on chairs and generally had a great day. We arrived home pooped, spent some time on our latest jigsaw (the Mona Lisa, a Christmas gift -– diabolical – too many black bits) and hit the hay. It was a great Christmas Day.

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Off to the Austin on Boxing Day

Which was good, because on Boxing Day I got up and went to the toilet and lo and behold, blood. Lots of it.  Groan. After a very short discussion, Julie called an ambulance. Within 30 minutes I was on the way back to the dear old Austin ED.

When I left the Austin on Christmas Eve, I was put on two new meds to thin my blood (Aspirin and a new drug called Ticagrelor [Tie-Kag-gr-law]), in preparation for the stent procedure. They also changed my anti-AF (Atrial Fibrillation) meds from Flecainide to Amiodarone, which is also more amenable to stent procedures.

The blood thinners were a good move from a cardiac viewpoint, not so good for someone with a history of diverticulitis (where small sacs in the bowel become infected and burst, sometimes causing bleeding), like me about a year ago.

About two months ago I had a small diverticulitis episode, without bleeding, and forgot about it. But my body clearly remembered. What seems to have happened is the blood thinners did their job well, also dissolving a clot that was holding back a bleed, and away it went.

They stopped the Ticagrelor immediately. Over the next two days, I had two more bleeds, the effect of which were tracked by ever falling haemoglobin levels. To compensate, I had a couple of units of blood during dialysis.

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The Christmas entrance to dialysis

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Christmas Dialysis elves

(It doesn’t matter how sick you are, there is always dialysis. Sometimes it is a comfort (especially if it is giving me blood) sometimes it is the last thing you feel like. Either way, when it’s BigD time, it’s BigD time, so grin and bear it.  As usual, no matter how I feel, the staff at the CDU are uniformly wonderful.)

On the third day, it seemed to have stopped. Things were less bloody. Then diarrhoea all night. It’s like my bum was cleaning house, like a lawnmower engine that hasn’t been used for a while sputters and spurts when you first try to start it.  Once it starts, all is well. So was I.

Then some interesting news. The cardiac doctors wanted me to re-start Ticagrelor within a week of discharge, so my blood is thin and ready for the procedure. What’s more, I should stay on it for 12 months after the stent procedure.

The blood drained from my face (I don’t know where it went but it stayed inside me). Julie and I are very nervous about this.

I made a rush appointment with my cardiac specialist to talk it through. I went to see him yesterday.

Unfortunately, the night before the appointment, my heart went into AF. The switch from Flecainide had left me a little short of protection and AF arrived like a runaway blender. Combining AF with a 90% blocked coronary artery can be challenging. I felt so weak I could hardly walk to the lounge from the kitchen without my heart beating hugely and me feeling highly collapsible. I wasn’t sure whether it was the AF going faster or the blockage causing a mini heart attack. I’m still not, but I’m still here, so it was probably the AF.

Fortunately, I had this ideal cardiac appointment booked, and AF was the first topic we discussed. He doubled the Amiodarone dose so my stores will be at full protection all the time between meds. (I took two tablets last night and it’s not over, but I’m a lot better today.)

Then he gave me a stay of execution on the blood thinner for 12 days. A scare delayed 12 days is 12 days enjoyed. Maybe any bleeding that was holding off will heal properly between now and the procedure day (19 January – two weeks today) so the bleeding won’t restart.

Maybe not.

Anyway, that’s the state of play. I’m mostly looking forward to the procedure, so I can get fit again, put on some muscle, go walking and generally reclaim my freedom. But I’m mostly dreading the blood thinners. What if I bleed again? Will they still do the procedure? If so, will I need the thinners for 12 months?

I’ll have all the answers soon enough. So tune in two weeks from now for the next exciting instalment.

7 thoughts on “My Boxing Day Test

  1. Oh my goodness Greg. What a palaver. Good luck with the surgery and I hope you recover quickly. I must say, it makes for very entertaining reading. Love your sense of humour! Bets regards to you and Julie. I hope to meet her this year!
    Annette Guilfoyle
    Diaverum

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  2. God Bless You. What a great/funny/informative read.

    We are so blessed to have you walk us through the ups and downs and learn as well.

    Hope you had a pretty decent Christmas anyhow…and an even better New Year.

    I myself am so looking forward to 2018. Need to start fresh:)

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