One big sigh...
I have PVC'S... premature ventricular contraction... aka. weird, annoying, irregular heartbeat. It was diagnosed about 15 years ago. Your heart beats normal & then all-of-a-sudden you feel a big extra heartbeat. My doctor told me then that a number of things can cause it, but the major ones are stress, nicotine, alcohol & caffeine. I didn't smoke, but thought I'd give up caffeine & see if that helped. It did. I noticed a major difference & haven't drank caffeine since. The issue never really goes away, it's more sporadic than anything, but in the last month has been giving me cause for concern because it would just never level off.
Then we had this HUGE windstorm in the middle of the night/early Wednesday morning that woke me up (around 3:30am) & I laid there for 3 hours of constant irregular heartbeat. It really scared me... enough that when Bob said maybe I should take you the ER, I said, "Ok." The timing couldn't have been worse though, as his dad was being released yesterday afternoon & taken back home by ambulance to be put into hospice care. And, I guess I wasn't exactly expecting them to want to admit me & keep me overnight either. We got to the ER by 8:30. Bryn went to school early yesterday for dance club. Long story, short... my EKG was fine in the ER, but my potassium was low. They gave me 4 baby aspirin & then awhile later gave me 4 potassium pills. Then finally said my doctor wanted to admit me & keep me there for an echocardiogram/stress test so I'd be there overnight. We made arrangements with my mom to get Bryn from school & then Bob left to go to another hospital where his dad was, so he could follow him back home to Illinois when he was released.
I got moved upstairs to the cardiac unit by about 12:00. I couldn't order lunch yet because the doctor on staff had to see me & needed to say whether I was going to be on a regular or restricted diet. I was there in my room alone for about an hour before I had a roommate. Then a very old lady, who was clearly in MUCH pain arrived. She proceeded to moan loudly for the next 4 hours, ask for more pillows, ask to die, ask for Morphine, & ask for nurses to speak louder because she was deaf in 1 ear. All I could think was that if I was in there to de-stress at all, this was not the place to do it. But, I sat there quietly & hoped for time to pass, quickly. Finally after seeing the doctor, I was able to order lunch (a regular diet... but the food was kinda yucky) & got to eat at 3:30. I was just a little hungry by then...
My mom picked up Bryn from school & they came by to visit with a few things for me like a toothbrush & pajama pants, since I had nothing with me. It was nice to see them, but I knew Bryn was going to be a bit scared about the lady in the room with me, so I immediately whispered to her that she was in a lot of pain & was sleeping, albeit very loudly. She would later tell me when she called to say goodnight, "Yeah, that was disturbing in your room." I just laughed. My mom kept saying, "Um, you need to ask them to put you in another room." I said, "No, I'm fine. It's just 1 night, hopefully, I don't want to complain." Finally as they were putting on their coats to leave, a nurse came in the room & gave me the option of having my own private room for an extra $50/night. I said, "Yes please!" I called Bob & said, "Just pretend like you bought me dinner tonight." He laughed.
I didn't get a lot of sleep last night because nurses come into your room every so many hours to take blood, take your blood pressure, etc... & then my own doctor arrived promptly at 6am to see me. He said they did see my PVC's on my EKG's, but that there was no concern for heart attack, heart disease, etc & said I could probably be released after my stress test assuming all was ok. I couldn't have anything to eat until after the test was performed. That was the worst part! But, surprisingly, they did come to get me for the test before 8am. Ok, on 2nd thought, the worst part was performing a stress test in socks & pj bottoms, as I had no running shoes with me. Bob was going to bring me some, but couldn't get there until he put Bryn on the bus. So, I did my test in socks. Did you ever walk & run on the treadmill in socks? It is INTERESTING. But, I did really well during the test & would finally hear results after Noon that I was going to be released.
After a lot of waiting around with Bob & his niece, who he had just picked up from the airport, we were finally on our way home, where I got to eat REAL food, take a LONG shower & put on makeup. It's the little things that matter.
So... I see my doctor again in 2 weeks. I had already scheduled my annual physical with him a long time ago, but it's perfect timing for a follow-up. He said I may need to take a potassium supplement or maybe even a beta blocker, but we'd discuss it then. I need to do something though, even if it means going to the spa regularly to stop thinking about my long list of things-to-do! 'Tis the season, I suppose.
I have some things to post, some thank you's to say, but I need to get Bryn from school in a bit & right now I don't have time to edit & find links. So, just know that I'm thinking of you & will say hello on your blogs soon.
Big hugs...