Up until a couple of weeks ago, I was a watch and wait. My aneurysm was discovered quite by accident (or God's blessing, depending on one's outlook) in July 2012. My cardiologist was trying to find the cause(s) for my long-term sustained high blood pressure and had ordered an MRA. What we found was a 3 mm bulb aneurysm of the anterior communicating artery. The docs advised we get new pictures every 2 or 3 years to keep a close watch on it. I got my second films, a CT angiography, about 2 weeks ago and my little aneurysm has doubled in size to 6 mm.
I've been a basket case! My husband's mother dies less than a week before I got the CT results. He just lost his mom (on the 3rd anniversary of his papa's death), and now he is afraid he may lose me too. After two weeks of picking up and delivering my images to various neurological facilities, I finally got my appointment with the doc that will be doing my surgery. I cannot begin to describe the relief that I feel. We will meet with Doctor Joel MacDonald at the University of Utah Neurological Sciences Center in two days to determine which procedure will be the best option for me and schedule my surgery.
For me, this a victory worthy of celebration! We will be able to repair this little devil before it has a chance to rupture and begin my ascent to recovery. For my sweet husband, the appointment represents something else. It makes the situation/risk more real and I can see it in his temperament and in his posture that he is so afraid.
I have been scared out of my wits for the past 2 weeks, but now I know it will be alright. I pray that Doc MacDonald can help him to feel the same way during our appointment on Monday.