Thursday, February 27, 2014
I didn't even bother calling the doctor's office first, because I know darn well that if I said the words "chest pain" they would have sent me straight to the ER anyway.
Gave them the whole nine yards of my weight history and my triathlon training plan and all that. The ER found nothing wrong with my heart. They did the EKG, the echo, the x-ray, the electronic monitoring. Of course by the time I got there, I wasn't having pains, either. They also drew blood to get the enzymes & they all came back clean... no heart attack took place.
So they sent me home and have me slated for a cardio stress test tomorrow a.m., but see, y'all don't have to worry... I did the prudent thing... and I shall continue to follow up with my doctor.
I'm still having those intermittent pains. They don't rise to horrible, and they last just a couple of minutes. At this point we know it's not the big scary. I asked the ER doc if it was OK to return to work this afternoon and he said if I want to, but he'd sign me out for the day if I wanted, too. Being hungry when they let me go I came home... after lunch will be soon enough to decide whether to go back to work for a few hours, since tomorrow morning I'll be out again for that other test. And they said if anything changes about the symptoms, come back.
Yes, I feel a trifle silly. But better safe than sorry, right? Right!