Sorry - this is a long one!
I have had 25 serious orthopaedic surgeries in my lifetime, alongside a whole host of other procedures in the last five years or so due to a series of health scares including a sigmoidoscopy and a colposcopy just last year. I am usually quite stoic about medical tests etc and have never had an issue. This isn't to say I am some kind of superhero but its just to provide some context as I cannot get my head around what happened to me today.
In April I was admitted for what I think was probably stress-induced gastritis but the Dr wanted to be on the safe side and ordered an 'emergency' endoscopy that took until last week to come through. I was naturally a smidge nervous as I have never had anything like this before to do with my stomach/throat etc but I was mostly fine and tottled into hospital this morning with no issue.
However, when I walked into the theatre and lied down on the bed I just got the most horrendous sense of imminent doom I have EVER experienced, not so much a panic attack but more that my body just would not allow me to lie down and have the tube inserted, I was utterly convinced that I would not be able to breathe and that I would die. I did not even feel as though I was in the same room as my body and knew it just wasn't going to work. I calmly sat up and told the Dr "I cannot do this" which he understandably took as my withdrawing consent and for obvious reasons needed me to give it again before offering sedation as I had even been bloody cannulated at this point! I sat there in a kind of frozen state trying to collect myself but eventually a really kind nurse told me she could see I wasn't in the right frame of mind to have the procedure and would I like to leave the theatre to which I burst into tears and begged to leave. In other words I made an utter and complete fool of myself!
WTAF is wrong with me? Why couldn't I overcome this frozen shock response, why couldn't I just get on with it like normal. I am MORTIFIED about it and so so upset to have wasted all the Drs and nurses time, getting DH to take the afternoon off of work etc. I feel like such an idiot but worse, they have told me they will rebook me but I am now almost certain it will happen again as I will be expecting it too IYSWIM. It feels like my mind and body weren't in sync at all and I have been upset and crying all day and don't feel like myself at all. TBH I wasn't entirely sure I still needed the procedure in the first place as my symptoms have definitely improved so am seriously considering just not going!
I have no emetophobic tendencies and had prepared myself fully, I just do not understand!
Reassurance/advice would be really appreciated, I am too embarrassed to talk to anyone else I know about this.