Friday, August 10, 2012
I was up early this morning as my doctor wanted more tests done. I am in Atrial Fib and still having breathing issues. I have had a history of the irregular heart rhythm off and on for the last 40 years and I have led a relatively normal life in spite of this.
Anyway I got to the Lab by 7:30 a.m. and was 3rd in line for poking and prodding. Siince I told the gal I was on Pradax she used a smaller needle and I didn't even feel it. Hallelujah! Gotta like it! I must remember to tell them the next time around. Who even knew there was a smaller needle. The urine test was easy - lol.
The ecg is pretty straight-forward as well except the machine had been acting up. Also the technician was a trainee so it took a little longer to get hooked up. She was a real sweetheart though and made me feel quite comfortable. Since I was up so early this morning and couldn't have coffee (sigh) or anything to eat or drink at all (double sigh) I had a nice bath and threw in some rosemary oil. In retrospect not a great plan as the oil residue on my skin made it harder for them to get a reading off the target points. Oh well, they eventually got the printout.
Then the senior lab tech explained to the trainee that because the printout was 'abnormal', that is, showed I was in Atrial Fib, they must then walk it over and bring it to the attention of a doctor. So they asked me the requisite questions: any chest pain, shortness of breath, etc. to which I was able to answer 'NO', and off they went to see the doctor.
When they returned they said I could go home but I was encouraged to visit Emergency immediately if I felt at all uncomfortable at any time. This made me feel a little uneasy and I thought a lot about it as I drove home.
What has changed dramatically just recently is that my sister has just had a 'minor' heart attack in the last couple weeks and that necessitated having a stent put it. Her right coronary artery had been 90% blocked and she didn't have any idea she had a problem.
As I mentioned earlier I have lived with my condition for many years and it was just something I dealt as things came up. I have had open heart surgery, laser ablation and many cardio versions over the years. I have always considered myself 'normal and relatively healthy'. I have been on and off heart meds over the years but I have always been active. I played Ladies fastball for years and was an avid curler and taking aquafit and exercise classes.
Today I have to admit feeling a little unsettled. The encouragement to report to Emerg and being called 'Dear' and the little pat on the back as I departed have made me more self-aware I guess of my situation.
However, I was just at the Doctor's the other day. He is impressed with the changes I have made and continue to make. We are taking the necessary tests and I am awaiting the details of my next cardiologist appointment. I see the respiratory guy again in September. I feel good; hell, I golfed yesterday and shot a 93. I feel less like an invalid than a lot of people I see walking around. In fact, I don't feel like an invalid at all.
I know that life is precarious and precious. I'm doing the best I can to live right, eat healthy and exercise. I'm trying to practice moderation in all things. I'm going to move forward and shake off this unsettled feeling. I have faith in my Doctor and the specialists. I put my trust also in the Lord and his wonderful plan for me.