Wednesday, October 8, 2014
one small stumble
Heart Hospital and once I am there it is under the knife I go so the doctors can have a look for any new blockages and stuff.
Once the doctors don't find anything it is back to square one on why my EKG reads elevated but I don't have any blockages. Then after several more doctors, nurses, and random people trying to figure out the issue it comes down to pericarditis. Which in my non medical terminology is an inflammation of the tissue around your heart. The moment the hospital gave me the pill to ease the pericarditis I was instantly feeling better.
The entire experience was a bit depressing for me, I was going to have to take it easy for three weeks, answer a million questions of if I am OK, wait three days for the silly puddy filled hole in my leg to heal, and other stuff. Then the biggest thing hit me about the entire ordeal was what the doctors said to me. They let me know that going in this second time and looking around that my heart was 100% good and if I ever have chest pains or stuff like that again then they are quite certain that it isn't the heart but maybe my gallbladder or heart burn related and they wont drill another hole in my leg for a very long time. It's funny how something so depressing (having more heart issues) and dreadful to go through for a second time can have such a positive result on myself and all the medical professionals around me. Plus my co-workers gave me the funniest balloon in the hospital that disturbed all the doctors. The balloon said "its a girl" like I just had a baby and they were completely lost, and they gave me a my little pony unicorn because of my obsession with unicorn comedy. Like my favorite thing to say when something amazing happens to me which is " its like French kissing a unicorn," so funny or Charlie the unicorn on youtube or the unicorn episode on robot chicken. Unicorn humor is so funny.