Sometimes You Have to Have Super Human Strength
Monday, November 03, 2014
When have I used super human strength? Mine was mental strength.
When Jim had his cerebral haemorrhage. I knew something wasn’t right soon after his surgery to open up the carotid artery in his neck. He would be talking and suddenly get sudden and sever pain in his head. I begged the young resident not to release him from the hospital even though Jim was anxious to get home. However the arrogant young resident thought I was an over reacting wife and released him to go home. Knowing that I was going to be driving 100 miles home with a medically unstable man was a nerve wracking experience to say the least.
Once we got home Jim just progressively got worse. The Toronto surgeon had given me an appt for six weeks but I knew Jim would be seeing them long before that. He was home for 24 hours when his blood pressure started fluctuating drastically. I tried getting hold of his internal specialist but to no avail. By 48 hours he was drifting in and out of consciousness. Enough was enough. I had always been in awe of the medical profession and never questioned them. That ended that day. No more laying down and accepting that I couldn’t speak to the doctor. No more watching my husband writhe with pain. No more being told that there is often blood pressure fluctuations with this type of surgery. I knew something was wrong and darn it all they were going to listen to me.
I called the internal specialist in Orillia and insisted that he order a CAT SCAN for Jim immediately. He argued that I was over-reacting - I asked him how he would know that he hadn’t seen Jim and I had been living this nightmare for over 48 hours. I told him I was taking Jim to the hospital and there had better be an order for a CAT Scan when I got there. He told me fine he would order the CAT Scan to show me that there was nothing wrong because I was sure he had a bleed. I remember thinking what arrogance and then I thought “what am I doing” this man is a specialist and I am telling him what is wrong.
90 minutes later Jim was in an ambulance on his way to Sunnybrook Hospital in Toronto with a brain bleed. The Orillia specialist said that my insistence that he be seen and a cat scan done had probably saved his life. I remember him saying what a strong woman I was to stand up to him to get the proper care for my husband. I told him that you go to any lengths to get the proper care for those you love. That was my moment of super human mental strength to go against what everyone was telling and going with my gut instinct.