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March 06, 2006

Woe is me

You take your health for granted. When I went to bed on Saturday night, I felt a heavy pressure on my chest. I figured I ate something weird and that the pain would pass, but it didn't. All day Sunday, I had the same pressure as though some fattie was standing on my sternum. "This can't be good," I thought.

I didn't sleep last night. At all. Because my heart was causing a commotion, bouncing around, and then it jumped through my chest and kicked Zeke in the head. When I physically feel bad at night, my mind wanders into territory it should never go. Paranoia sets in and all paths lead to death:

I am going to have a heart attack and die. Crap. I don't have a will. Who will I leave my massive amounts of money to? Megan can have my iPod. But Steph gets all the songs. What will I leave Becky? She doesn't like my stuff... I have a blood clot and it's gone to my lungs or my heart. I'm going to have a stroke. What if it doesn't kill me? Oh Father God, let it kill me! I need an advanced directive! I don't want to be a vegetable... I'm going to have to call an ambulance to drive me to the hospital. Ack. What if they take me to the ghetto hospital? The nurses will kill me...

See how crazy I am? So at 6 a.m. this morning I decided I should go to the hospital. Blot clots are a concern for someone with comprimised circulation like myself, so I decided to be proactive. Of course, they put an IV in. What's the joy in a hospital visit if you don't get your skin pierced? The doctor originally thought I was suffering from indigestion, but when the GI cocktail he gave me produced no results, he moved on to other theories. After a chest x-ray, a CT scan, and some other weird test, the doctor concluded that NOTHING was wrong with me. No blood clots in the heart or lungs.

So here I sit... my heart feeling like it will explode any second, reiterating that nothing is wrong with me. Except that my heart may be naturally angry and I took a vacation day at work to spend 7 hours in the ER.

And really, have I not made my feelings about plastic tape perfectly clear?! Obviously not.

Any theories on my chest pain? I'm obviously going to kick the bucket and sooner than later. Internet, just know that I love you.

Posted by Allison at March 6, 2006 08:42 PM
Comments

I hope that you are feeling better. I've had much smaller problems at night, like waking up and thinking that I had to run out of the room.

This is of course very alarming to Steph, who, at 4am, hears me yell, Potatoes! Get out of here! and then bound from the bed in search of something. Some day I may give her a heart attack.

Recently, though, Steph seems to be rolling over and hitting me in my sleep. not too sure what this means either, but I think this is the weird stuff that happens.

I hope you are getting better and that you don't stress out too much.

Posted by: Vince at March 8, 2006 02:11 AM

i second steph. stress does crazy things to the body. (i wouldn't mind if you left me your foreign dvd collection though.) but yeah you should chill out. it will be better when it starts getting a bit warmer too.

Posted by: rebecca at March 7, 2006 01:01 PM

I love you too Allison

Posted by: The Internet at March 7, 2006 11:22 AM

indigestion

Posted by: russ at March 7, 2006 09:24 AM

maybe you need to poo

Posted by: at March 7, 2006 09:13 AM

Stress! You're suddenly working long, 8-hour days-- and probably working for most of it now. That on top of lack of sleep and worry about your blood clots-- it's no wonder you're having chest pain! Please take it easy for a couple days.

Stress does all kinds of funny things to the body. Look at Vince-- just kidding!

(I'm very pleased to know you would leave me your song library...)

Posted by: Steph at March 6, 2006 10:42 PM

ugh! I don't blame you on the plastic tape thing! Hopefully they found the vein on the first try...they always have keep plunging on me like a freakin’ jack hammer to find mine. Don't have a clue on the chest pain. Anything that comes to mind that could cause it (strain, bad food, bad beer) would have passed by now...

Posted by: Beast1624 at March 6, 2006 09:20 PM