After about of week of being short of breath, my husband finally convinced me to go to the ER on 8/14. Within 90 minutes of getting there I was being transported by ambulance to a bigger state-of-the-art hospital. I was diagnosed with bilateral PE with a very large clot on my right side. I spent six days at the hospital, three of which I was in intensive care. I am on warfarin and have a back-up stock of Lovenox injections because my INR has been fickle. I also still need O2 for activity. My right ventricle is dilated, but they are confident this will heal. At the time I was diagnosed, I was ten weeks postpartum. They believe labor and delivery caused the clots. All of this was very scary, but I remained super positive and actually found myself comforting my poor mother and husband who were both terrified.
About a week after I was released, I went back to the ER with chest pain that I hadn't experience initially. Pain was in the front right and right back at the bottom of my lung and was mostly painful when I took a deep breath. After another chest xray, ekg, ct scan, and leg ultrasound they didn't really find anything except some pleural fluid and signs of atelectasis, neither of which they were concerned about. They believed the pain was due to a small infarct. I stayed for observation for one night and went home with some pain meds. I felt better after a few days.
2 nights ago the pain returned in my back at the bottom of my right lung. It was severe enough that I couldn't really sleep. When I called my PCP in the morning she told me to go to the ER which sent me into a panic because I am so sick of the hospital and don't want to be away from my family. I decided to take a quick shower in case I had a hospital stay ahead of me. By the time I got out, the pain was almost entirely gone and did not warrant a trip to the ER anymore. I am now convinced that the pain was a combo of the atelecstasis resolving (my lung learning to reinflate all the way again) and anxiety from feeling a wierd pain and thinking something horrible was happening. Anyone else experience this kind of pain made worse by subsequent anxiety?
I am feeling much better and am hoping to go back to work part time in a few weeks. In the meantime, I am going crazy at home. The baby keeps me busy but I am dying for adult interaction. How did ya'll manage the boredom of recovery? How long did you wait before returning to work?