I started wroting this post a while ago, but never finished it.
Mainly because I’m just so tired of having to think about Alpha-1.
Anyway, here it is in it’s unfinished form. Maybe I’ll get around to the rest of the story sometime, but i doubt it.
In the spring of 2015, my wife and I started running. We started off using a couch to 5K program and ran our first 5K on the 4th of July. We did pretty well for our first race. Our time was just under 39 minutes.
Over the summer we trained some more and got our time down to a littler over 33 minutes. Things were looking good. We were having fun and getting into shape. Our next race would be in September, Labor Day weekend. We were going to try to get our time down closer to 30 minutes.
The Friday before labor day and 3 days before next race, I woke up with a familiar feeling. I felt another bubble in my chest on my right side. I knew what happened. Another lung collapse. Luckily, the collapses I’ve had haven’t been too bad. My lung collapsed a bit, about 30% or so. It’s not the worst feeling in the world, but it certainly isn’t pleasant 🙂
I had quit smoking after the last lung collapse, but soon returned to the habit. You know, all of the same lame excuses. Work was really busy, etc, etc. I wasn’t smoking all of the time, but any smoking is too much.
I let Shannon know what I suspected. I headed off to the emergency room while she arranged for someone to watch the kids for the rest of the day.
I arrived at the emergency room and went up to check in. I told them that I’m pretty sure my right lung had collapsed. I’m pretty sure no one actually believed me, “Sure it collapsed, “ they said sarcastically. I told them that it had happened before and it feels the exact same way, but I’m sure they just thought I was nuts.
Once I got back into a room, they took and x-ray and sure enough, it was collapsed. The nurses were pretty shocked and were all “Wow! It really is collapsed.” Not like I told them or anything 🙂
The last time this happened, I got the small tube in my chest. This time, I was just as lucky.
I remembered how out of it I felt the last time the ER docs put in a chest tube. Whatever they had given me for the pain certainly did a number on me. I was wary about feeling like that again, so this time, I declined anything but a topical anesthetic. The doctor looked at me funny. “Are you sure?” he asked. “Yes,” I replied.
Wow, was that a mistake.
Before, when they put in the tube, it felt like someone was pushing their finger hard against my chest. It wasn’t really painful, but it was definitely felt. This one was completely different. It hurt like hell going in and didn’t get much better after that. Anytime I shifted or moved a tiny bit, I would feel the tube inside and it would hurt.