I have a flock of zebras. They don't play nicely with others and the horses often kick them.
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Yesterday I was at work when I suddenly started feeling very bad. I had chest pain and nausea and was sweating profusely, so I did what too many women do. I got my work to a good stopping point and called for help. My cube mate responded and got the company nurse and EMS up to my cube. Then I was rushed to the hospital by what was most likely the rudest EMS personnel I have ever come into contact with. She actually said several times that she didn't think there was anything wrong. When we got to the hospital, they didn't share her confidence. I spent the day yesterday getting tested poked and prodded. As a result my right arm is considerably more porous than it was yesterday morning. My blood first set of blood tests didn't show positive for a heart attack but the D Dimer suggested that I was had some blood clots. After a CT scan where I got bathed in contrast solution and was the final straw for my previously successful IV line, no clots were seen in my lungs. However my second set of cardiac enzymes suggested that I may have had a mild heart attack. The cardiologist wanted to keep me and do a stress test this morning. I agreed and waited in the ER until just after 10:30 pm. I was then moved to a part of the hospital called the EAS or Express Admissions Service where I was asked for information for about the 100th time and given a few pills. I was set up on a heparin drip and my hep-pump and I were moved into the 4th floor of the Hospital on Heartbreaker Hill. I'm in room 460 if any of you want to come see me. I was given a box lunch at 11:20 but told that I couldn't eat after mid-night. So I ate fast. The nurse last night was very sympathetic about me getting a CPAP machine and respiratory services came up at 1:15 am with one. This one really makes me appreciate the Resmed S8 Elite I have at home, but it was still great to have one. I fell to sleep with it until 2:40 when the med tech came in to draw labs. I fell back into a light fussy sleep until 4:15 when the nurses partner came in to get blood pressure. So this was my day and my night on Heartbreaker Hill with my hep-pump and my CPAP and my telemetry unit and my toilet hat, and oh, did I mention how much I hate those hats? Maybe later today the mystery will be solved and I will know what is going on. But for now I'm all wired up...literally.