Ran into a bad drug reaction Thursday that increased my BP, gave me heavy breathing, and overall screwed up my day. It was time-released, so I just had to put up with it until it cleared my system. Ended up with some painful chest pain early Friday morning, though given the situation Thursday, I knew my heart was just labored from the activity. A couple of Ibuprofen seemed to clear it up. Didn’t get a lot of pain through the day, and took some maintenance doses of Ibu to keep the pain away.
On Friday night, it was starting to escalate a bit more. I took a BP measurement on my left arm, and ten minutes later, my arm was getting a numbing pain throughout. Not completely numb, but enough to make me confused about the situation. Couldn’t sleep for a while, debating an ER visit, finally took some more Ibu, and got about 4 hours of sleep.
Saturday morning, woke up, pain started creeping back. Couldn’t take a nap. Started getting shortness of breath. Hot shower only made it worse and very painful, so Shellie immediately drove me to the nearest ER. I walk in sweating like crazy, chest pains, numbness in my left arm, and visibly short of breath, and this lady is asking me insurance questions, which I can barely answer. After a couple of minutes of this, I finally remark that I have chest pains, numb left arm, shortness of breath. (Didn’t have the energy to get smart with her, but I think she connected the dots to what I was getting at.) She goes back and figures out what’s up with the emergency response (they confused me for another chest pain guy that they just took in at the same time), and 30 seconds later I’m in.
About 2 minutes later (after on the bed), I’m swarmed by 8-10 people: a EKG tech, somebody asking about the timeline/history, two nurses putting an IV adaptor on each arm, people giving me way more pills than your general doctor would recommend each day (like 8 Plavix and 4 baby aspirin). The EKG tech tells me that the EKG says I’m having a heart attack. The heart doctor comes over and says it’s probably not a heart attack, and it’s just an inflammation around the heart, but we’re going to Jewish to do a heart cath and confirm or clear up everything.
Heart cath shows that my heart arteries are great, so it’s just an inflammation of the heart (or rather around the heart, officially called pericarditis). Had another episode that night, but got that cleared up. Everything had been normal ever since then and I was finally released Tues morning.
On Friday night, it was starting to escalate a bit more. I took a BP measurement on my left arm, and ten minutes later, my arm was getting a numbing pain throughout. Not completely numb, but enough to make me confused about the situation. Couldn’t sleep for a while, debating an ER visit, finally took some more Ibu, and got about 4 hours of sleep.
Saturday morning, woke up, pain started creeping back. Couldn’t take a nap. Started getting shortness of breath. Hot shower only made it worse and very painful, so Shellie immediately drove me to the nearest ER. I walk in sweating like crazy, chest pains, numbness in my left arm, and visibly short of breath, and this lady is asking me insurance questions, which I can barely answer. After a couple of minutes of this, I finally remark that I have chest pains, numb left arm, shortness of breath. (Didn’t have the energy to get smart with her, but I think she connected the dots to what I was getting at.) She goes back and figures out what’s up with the emergency response (they confused me for another chest pain guy that they just took in at the same time), and 30 seconds later I’m in.
About 2 minutes later (after on the bed), I’m swarmed by 8-10 people: a EKG tech, somebody asking about the timeline/history, two nurses putting an IV adaptor on each arm, people giving me way more pills than your general doctor would recommend each day (like 8 Plavix and 4 baby aspirin). The EKG tech tells me that the EKG says I’m having a heart attack. The heart doctor comes over and says it’s probably not a heart attack, and it’s just an inflammation around the heart, but we’re going to Jewish to do a heart cath and confirm or clear up everything.
Heart cath shows that my heart arteries are great, so it’s just an inflammation of the heart (or rather around the heart, officially called pericarditis). Had another episode that night, but got that cleared up. Everything had been normal ever since then and I was finally released Tues morning.
Rosalina: But you didn't.
Robert: But I DON'T.
Rosalina: You sure that's right?
Robert: I was going to HAVE told you they'd come?
Rosalina: No.
Robert: The subjunctive?
Rosalina: That's not the subjunctive.
Robert: I don't think the syntax has been invented yet.
Rosalina: It would have had to have had been.
Robert: Had to have...had...been? That can't be right.
Robert: But I DON'T.
Rosalina: You sure that's right?
Robert: I was going to HAVE told you they'd come?
Rosalina: No.
Robert: The subjunctive?
Rosalina: That's not the subjunctive.
Robert: I don't think the syntax has been invented yet.
Rosalina: It would have had to have had been.
Robert: Had to have...had...been? That can't be right.
