Well, you would have thought I’m be pretty cheesed off with my heart at the moment, but quite the opposite – it’s doing a fabulous job with what it’s got. 😀
The point is I’m dying. But not any more to the point that anyone else that’s alive. And my ticker is doing it’s very best not to make that happen too soon.
I’m not gonna go into the incompetence of the doctors on the blog, but let’s just say none of them found it concerning that I am so knackered I have to crawl up the stairs, that I have blinding headaches each day, and that I am constantly queasy. In the end they only gave me an ECG to “prove me wrong”, and none would take the bother to listen to my heart (which would have led to an ECG anyway, but atleast it would have been an ECG done for the right reasons).
Doctor refused to discuss the ECG results, and claimed he wanted to send me to an ECHO, to give me peace of mind. I told him there was no need for any ECHO as long as he could tell me my ECG results were fine. He didn’t. Nor did he say they were bad. He was worried, as three of them had been dismissing what I’d told them. I asked for a copy of the ECG results, he didn’t want to give them to me. He asked if I knew how to read them, if I knew someone who knows how to read them. My plan was to plaster them online, and have someone who knows their shit help me out… there was no need for that. When he eventually gave in and handed me a copy – ANYONE that can read English can read the results – as they’re written in English right there in the top right corner!!!
So… that’s **abnormal ECG** with Sinus Tachycardia, ST Depression and Left Artial Enlargement. And I’m now awaiting an ECHO scan.
But… as I said, my heart’s doing a marvellous job. It will race like a proper bastard to tell me to sit down, it will feel tight to tell me “watch out!”, and it’s making me exhausted, so I cannot do anything. Good little ticker, keeping me here.
What I do NOT appreciate is the blinding headaches! Which is also why I’m not online much… if I don’t like or comment on your posts, or don’t reply to a comment… I’m not ignoring you, it’s simply a task I cannot do much of. Nor do I appreciate the constant queasiness. Rocking back ond forth on the sofa hoping to puke (yes, I’d love to puke, if that would make me feel better) is not what I consider fun, especially not when you mix it with the headaches. 😀
Now, I know from last year, the headaches and queasiness is just warning signals (that unless things change – something I prefer not to happen, WILL happen). It’s ok, I got the message. Now please turn them off. 😀