Name: Craig Carda
Age at time of Dissection: 35
Type of Dissection: Ascending
Date of Aortic Dissection: 25 May 2015
Tell Us Your Story:
Hi, I am Craig Carda and I survived a ascending Aorta dissection!
This is something I tell myself everyday since memorial day of 2015,
It started out as a beautiful holiday weekend enjoying time making some burgers and hot dogs and relaxing with my family and suddenly begin to feel ill…I thought maybe I did not cook something well enough or Just tired.
I proceeded to tell my wife, “I’m going to take a shower, I do not feel good.”
At that moment I begin to walk towards the bathroom and said, “No shower, Let’s go to the hospital.” She looked at me as I was walking towards the front door in pain, I am ok with pain but then my right leg lost feeling I could not move it as I got to the car…..The pain Started to increase to my back as my wife started the car. Thank god we lived minutes from the hospital. When we reached the hospital I could no longer walk and tried to drag my leg out and make it function. It would not cooperate. The panic set in.
I was on the ground with car door ajar and screaming some pretty insane swear words and the pain felt deeper. Two paramedics outside the ER grabbed a wheel chair and pushed me in….Keep in mind I am still conscious and I am angry wondering how this happened.
I am in a machine all of the sudden getting some dye scan when I am pulled out very fast and on to a bed and rushed to a room. I see 4 doctors, maybe there was only 2 but at this time the drugs they gave me kicked in….They begin asking questions, Do you want a mechanical or a pig valve? I remember saying what….Can we talk about this later? Do you authorize your wife to make this decision you have 10 minutes. I replied, 10 minutes for what? I remember saying, “Yes my wife can make any decision about me, she always does!”
Before passing out….I woke up from a weird sleep in a trance with a tube in my mouth and very frightened….Thank goodness my wife was there to explain and calm me down…It has been 3 years since the operation and life has been different. I miss a lot of things but I’m grateful I am still alive….
If anyone ever needs to talk I understand. please reach me at firstname.lastname@example.org