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Brain Surgery – Removing a AVM

Two Brain Surgeries!?

My sincere apologies, Mario has been on a lengthy hiatus. So many battles and victories have happened since my angiogram on August 31st of 2018. In a nutshell, I had a second brain surgery on Halloween (2018), a seizure this February (2019) which ended my independence for about 6 months (no driving), graduated from FIU this July (Class of 2019), we sold our small townhouse, bought a larger one, and my son is just growing up extremely fast. So, why a second surgery? My angiogram results indicated 10% of the AVM was still present and I was considered high risk for a second hemorrhage. Receiving tough news regarding your life is a terrible feeling and I honestly do not wish it upon anyone! However, your instincts immediately takeover and time becomes of the essence. I felt like Neo from the Matrix dodging bullets during the slow-motion scene. I did not qualify for CyberKnife (Radiation) and a specific neurosurgeon I spoke to lacked confidence which would probably make anyone in my shoes nervous.

What would you do? Get a second opinion from Doctor McDreamy? In reality, the next few days my entire family became an expert doctor/neurosurgeon google analyst. We concluded the gold standard to cure an AVM is surgery. So, the hunt began for the best-specialized neurosurgeon in South Florida for AVM removals. We decided to talk to UM’s Dr. Jacques J Morcos who ironically saved both my uncle and grandfather’s life by removing their brain tumors. He is also a professor who is well known nationally and internationally. Why not meet the wonderful man for some professional insight. Of course in the blink of an eye my mom, dad, uncle, aunt, wife and myself were in his office for a consultation. My entire medical history had been delivered days prior to the appointment to facilitate the process. We could hear him outside educating another doctor on my case before walking in. “Hello family, I know you are here for a second opinion and I respect that. Son, if you want to close this chapter let me do surgery, remove the AVM and call it a day.” He was assertive and upfront. Even though I was hoping for an easy way out, I ended up accepting his recommendation while remaining cool and collective. Sometimes I wonder if my peacefulness comes from sharing the same birthday as Bob Marley. “Mario, my team will call you to discuss the surgery and scheduling please be patient because it will take some time.”

The next few days at the office felt like I was in a scene from the walking dead. It was bright, dark, mysterious, and endless thoughts were rushing through my mind. Will I have to learn how to walk for a second time? Will this chapter truly end? Will I recover quickly? Are two brain surgeries back to back normal? Did I make the right decision? Will I wake up? It was important to remain unfazed for my family’s sanity. I remember thinking to myself “Damn, this will be one hell of a story for when my son grows up!” son1

One or maybe two weeks later I received a call from the doctor’s office. “Mario, we want to schedule the surgery for October 31st. Does this day work for you? My heart stopped, I was expecting surgery sometime Q1 of 2019 and it all seemed to be happening extremely quick. I was so confused and answered, “I don’t know, I need to have some conversations.” The ironic part of all this is that I detest Halloween, which technically made the date work in my favor. Luckily, T-Mobile is beyond understanding to all employees and supported me 1000%. pic2surgI was encouraged to win this battle and to put my health first. I returned the phone call and accepted the date! It was time to prepare and shave my head. Why not make it easier for the surgeon… 

To learn more about AVM and its effects, you can visit this LINK.

 

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I have an Angiogram on August 31

I’m taking a small break from my story to share a dilemma I’m currently facing because it is affecting me a bit at the moment. Also, the next part of my story will have to be written by my wife since I was in an induced coma for a few days. Lets give her about a week because shes been extremely busy.

You are all most likely wondering what in the world is an angiogram. I get it, we are all busy playing Fortnite or doing the Drake “In My Feelings” dance, so let me explain. It is a procedure done by a doctor with a team (Lucky for me Dr. Hoang D. Duong is amazing and if i am not mistaken he is a director for Memorial with over 30 years of experience).

Here is the general breakdown. The procedure requires the patient to be completely still in order to be effective and successful. Step one, you are sedated (I am typically maxed out due to fighting it and not relaxing). Step two, they will sterilize your groin area where a minuscule incision will be made for a specialized catheter. Step 3, the catheter is inserted and threaded through blood vessels to get into the carotid artery. It is located in your neck and carries blood to your brain. Experiencing these medical advancements first hand really surprises me as I learn about them myself. 

Now onto the final steps. Once in the Carotid, a contrast dye is injected and it will travel into the blood vessels in your brain (sounds like a fun long weekend huh?). Finally, multiple X-rays are taken, however I’m not to sure how the logistics work throughout all that scanning process. Then everything is removed and the incision is closed. 

 

The whole procedure lasts from one to three hours and because of what I recently went through I will be required to stay at least 24 hours. So why are you so stressed out Mario? Like with everything in life, risks exist and I have to sign off on them. The possibility of another stroke, excessive bleeding, formation of blood clots, puncturing an artery etc. My family and I went through so much already, nevertheless this is home stretch for me. If all goes well I should live the rest of my life worry free and lets face it you cannot put a price on peace of mind.

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This will be my 2nd Angiogram, the other was done right after my craniotomy which is how the AVM was found and thankfully the embolization was successful. This is like the “lets double check follow up.” I have a good feeling everything will go well. My son’s birthday is right after all this mumbo jumbo and I cannot wait to spend time with him and my wife who has stuck by my side 24/7. I married the right woman hands down.

Now back to your regular scheduled program… 

To learn more about AVM and its effects, you can visit this LINK.

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What Does a Stroke Feel Like? – Part 2

“Please turn on the AC, it’s so hot!” I remember telling my wife and right after “Bring me water I’m thirsty.” At that moment, I was laying down in front of our couch and she had just hung up with her mom who lives 5 minutes away. The pain inside my head was so intense I told her it was time to dial 911 (I knew we wouldn’t make it on our own). While on the phone explaining to the operator the entire situation Mariana was able to go get me a glass of water. 

The operator began giving her directions to perform tests based on the information she had gathered. “Mario! Smile for me!” my wife demanded. I thought to myself “You got to be freaking kidding me!” Not knowing what I know now about stroke signs. I mean, who expects experiencing one at the age of 30? My wife immediately informed the operator lady that I was able to smile. 

On to the next test, “Babe, repeat this sentence after me.” Oddly enough, I only remember the word “worm” from the entire sentence, but I also passed. Finally, I was asked to lift up my arms and I only rose my right arm because i happen to be laying down completely on my left side. Through my wife’s eyes I had technically passed (Totally failed it though). It was time for my drink of water or should I say chug of water. Not even 30 seconds passed when I started vomiting all over the floor and a sofa pillow. The pain became so bad i started holding my head (instincts I guess).

The paramedics arrived in less than 10 minutes, but to me seconds were minutes, and minutes were hours. My soul was fighting the hardest battle to date, and struggling to stay in it. I felt myself wandering into another dimension not even wanting too. I still wonder today what the heck was happening, why everything was so calm too. 

At last I heard what seemed to be shouts from someone, it was one of the paramedics (there were three apparently, and I would love to meet them soon). “Hey! Hey! What is your name?!” he yelled. My wife tells me I was passing out or losing consciousness around this time. “Mario! How old are you?! As I drifted in and out I still tried to comply. “Mario! squeeze my hands!” the man insisted. I really focused on doing what I was asked, however I could not squeeze with my left hand. “I’m sorry” I said disappointed. “No need to apologize my man.” he replied. 

They began loading me on to the stretcher, and I made sure to get something off my chest quickly. “You have to save me, I have a baby boy.” If those ended up being my last words, I would have been proud and at peace knowing my last thoughts were about him. I don’t remember anything else but one worrisome flash back from the ambulance. “This is not good, we need to hurry up and enter…”the paramedic informed the driver. Those words were slowly fading away because I was officially unconscious…

Welcome to the very beginning of my insane journey and thank you for all the support. Share your thoughts in my comment section below on this or all blog posts.

To learn more about AVM and its effects, you can visit this LINK.