Well, what a week this shaped up to be.
Just when you think you have the world
by the tail and all is well, leave it to
your health to step in and take things
in a totally different direction.
In all honesty I haven't felt well for
quite a while. Here is hoping that the
last couple of days are the resolution to
that.
Over the past couple of weeks we have
started a journey of a change of diet
and weight loss. Chelsea is our coach.
She loves all things to do with nutrition
and food and has lost a lot of weight over
this past year...in fact too much....but we
are addressing that, as well. Our goal as
a family is to be healthy, whether that is
losing or gaining weight, as needed.
Anyway, I had promised Jonathan and Chelsea
breakfast at our local family restaurant on
Monday. Even though I felt terrible I wanted
to follow through. I forced myself to order a
bagel, even though I had absolutely no appetite.
As I ate it I felt terrible. Pressure and pain
crushing my chest, nausea and sweating with a
very odd sensation in my head. I looked for
a waitress to get them to call 911. However,
I did not want to leave the kids there and have
all of that chaos for the other diners. Breathing
deeply I waited for the sensation to pass, quickly
paid the bill and we left. I decided to go directly
to the doctor's office. As we went the pain went from
my chest to my shoulder and up under my chin.
I prayed that I would make it the
couple of blocks to the doctor.
We did. The kids headed home on foot.
It is nice that we are close enough
that they could do that.
In their defense, I had not
let on to them exactly how badly
I was feeling.
As soon as they left the tears began
streaming down my face.
(Isn't it funny how you can hold
things in for the sake of those you love?)
I told the woman at the
front desk that I had chest pain.
She called the nurse and very quickly
things were underway.
The E.K.G. showed
changes and nitroglycerin was
given while the ambulance
was called.
I tend to withdraw when in pain so I didn't
really enjoy chatting with the EMT's
as they took me
north to Lancaster General Hospital.
Several attempts
to start an IV were unsuccessful.
I do recall getting
angry with the one student EMT as he
poked and prodded with
the needle in at least two places.
Finally his buddy gave it a
try on the other arm...no success.
At the hospital it
took at least two tries, as well.
Nitroglycerin gives me a nasty headache.
If you've ever
used this you'll likely know what I mean.
But, it did seem
to ease the chest pain.
So, it was a catch 22.
My blood
pressure was 164/100+
and my heart felt like it was working
so hard at 123 beats per minute.
Later, the Cardiologist
would ask me if I was
a nurse because I was repeating the
numbers as I retold the story to him.
I laughed and asked why?
He said because I knew all of the numbers.
I didn't tell him that as a
financial analyst numbers
are my business
too.
Long story, shorter....
They decided to keep me in the
Outpatient Observation Unit.
A stress test was abnormal with reduced
blood flow to the front of my heart.
My echo technician was very thorough and
very concerned.
I felt that if there was something to see
he would find it.
In fact he added contrast halfway
through the test because he said he
didn't want them to miss something he saw.
It was interesting to see
how the different nurses handled my pain.
Most were very fast
to offer nitroglycerin
but one, a guy named Chris, was not.
I liked him.
I do dislike those headaches.
He would wait the
pain out and always said that if it got worse
he would give me
the nitro.
Every doctor and nurse
I met were fabulous.
I cannot say enough
good things about the treatment I received.
But, now to the mystery.
My heart cath came back just fine.
Weird.
My mother-in-law, an RN, is not very
satisfied with my release without additional
investigation. But, I figure I will try the
treatments offered and will see if they help.
They have added an additional blood pressure
med as the Cardiologist said that there is a
lot of pressure in my heart. They are also
starting me back on meds for acid reflux.
A known issue with me.
I wouldn't know why a busy person with three
teenagers would ever have stress, (lol) but I seem
to thrive on it...until it eats holes in my
digestive track. We will see if this is part
of my problem this time.
I'll be seeing doctors over the next month
for follow up and will be taking it easy
for a while. Got to get better before candle
season kicks in this September. I am so excited
for this year's orders to begin coming in!!!
I've been planning and working on the website.
I ordered postcards to send out to non-profit
groups. It will be so much fun!!!
Got to be better!!!
Also, Chelsea and I have so many plans for
this school year. So much to do.
I want to be better.
So, I will continue with the healthy eating
plan, take the meds as prescribed and follow
up with the doctors. I might take Georgia with me
to ask the right questions as I tend to just
accept whatever they say...if I am the patient.
I am a great advocate for others, though.
Need someone to go along with you?
I'm there.
I'm a shark!
But for me?
Not so much.
So....now you know more than you
ever wanted to know.
Your prayers and comments were the
highlight of my morning as Warren would
bring in the laptop.
I didn't have the energy to comment back
or read many blogs but I knew you cared.
Many hugs to you.................
Tomorrow back to regular stuff.
Hope you got your fill of
hospital stuff...because unless something
unexpected happens we will be back
to subjects like
Chelsea's gorgeous brownie biscotti!
With raspberry drizzle!!!! Oh my!!!
It is amazing!!!
You'll see it tomorrow....
So, if you haven't fainted and are still
reading you have a treat to look forward to.
Consider it a reward, of sorts.
Becky K.