Monday Oct 22. No rehab due to suspension. Dr A just so happens to message me, asking how I'm doing. I reply with last week's story. He says I should call Dr B. I send Dr B the same message. And get an appt for Wednesday. The day goes OK, I left awful in lab meeting. TM said I looked sullen. Sooooo not my goal for anyone to see this. I've been aiming for Make Like Duck (make it look easy...) but I'm failing. I make a list of things to do before anyone comes to the house, and prep a packed bag, expecting the possibility of a September repeat.
Tuesday Oct 23. Still pain. To be more specific -- Getting up out of the chair and moving for a few minutes induces a tight feeling in the chest, that sometimes radiates up into my neck. I think even my jaw and ears. But it's not
pain like I call pain. And it goes away after a few mins.
Weds Oct 24th. I get a balloon and Energy Drink from TM, LOL. Have lunch with TV. Appt with Dr B, and just the walk over to the CAM building left me w symptoms. As I waited in the room, studying meditatively the heart anatomy wall poster, I contemplated how to describe this. Dr B reviews my SLU cath images (so
cool except it's
me), can very clearly see how arteries acutely narrow to nothing. And he might even see another tear. He wants Dr Sing (phonetic spelling for now) to review tomorrow. In the meantime time
he wants to admit me. NOW I REALLY START HAVING SYMPTOMS. Oh gawd, NO! But....... I can't deny how I feel. (well, I can deny anything, but.....). So I go home, grab up the dog, quick tidy the house, and grab the bag I packed on Monday. How did I know? Once at BJC, I drug my feet, walked Hudlin to see the rising full moon (never did get to see it), went to lab, finally checked myself in.
The hospital stay, Day 1. Weds night. The plan is to prep me for cath tomorrow, so NPO after midnight. I hadn't eaten since lunch with TV and I had zero appetite now. So I opted for no dinner. Hooked up to telemetry, giving some new meds, they tried nitro SL but my BP dropped too low and I was dizzy, so the IV nitro wasn't even started.
Day 2, my FUCKING BIRTHDAY. Happy Birthday to me, how looks, my EKG? OK not funny. Up and waiting the day to see what happens. Dr B comes by quickly, I'm getting cath'd in the afternoon. More waiting. I get a balloon from Concierge, the nurses want to bring me a cupcake but I'm g-free dairy-free and on top of all that NPO. Waiting, enjoying my
Indianapolis book, fielding texts about birthday and updates. I don't tell most people where I am, I'm embarrassed about it all. And don't want to attract attention for it. My cath is scheduled for 3pm, M&D expect to arrive about then. They find me in pre-cath prep, I'm so happy they made it before I went in! I was awake for all of the cath this time and watched what I could on the big TV. Great News!!!! The stents are wide open, everything is healing, and they see nothing. Wait, then what's causing the pain?? Dr S suggests artery spasms. Ugh. OK so good and vague news. Back to recovery, Dr B comes in and seems 10x more relieved than I am, I think I'm still processing, M&D come in, Dr S comes in, it's like a parade and I'm at the middle of it and don't like it, then back to my room for 4 hours of stillness for the post-cath wound closure. As before, I use this time to think.
See this is good news, but also not so good news for me. Now what do I do when I have symptoms? Keep going? Ignore it? How do I trust myself? Was I making it all up? Was it in my head? Did I condition myself to feel "something" on a treadmill? Did I get too involved in the pain, and cause myself anxiety?
It was real. I'm certain of that. It would come on so unexpectedly, like a surprise. I wasn't overtly anxious over it, it was more of a mental diversion, a distraction. I couldn't focus when it happened. That last bit might be the "overthinking" and "getting too involved" in the pain. So mayhaps I amplified it? I don't think so, my gut instinct doesn't agree with that. But I will for sure watch for this in the future, as part of the modifications.
In other news of the day, M&D set off the alarm at the house that night. But it's OK but who would break into the house with custom plates, a business logo on the vehicle, and be carrying things INTO the house?! LOL. Got my new dining room table.
Day 3, M&D come in early for Dr B's rounds. I get my bday present -- the necklace!! Time For A Snoopy Dance! Then I'm whisked away for my echocardiogram. Happily the sonographer explained it all in wonderful detail!! 30-40 mins of fun! I have mild and normal valve leaks, he doesn't mention anything else. Dr B comes in briefly, he talked to M&D too --
** And fucking-A just sitting here my chest starts to hurt, a pulsing focal pain. WTF. **
-- even though he didn't have explicit permission to do so, and I'm so thankful he did. He smirked when Mom told him about Cleo, LOL. Back to the room, where things happened quickly and I was discharged. HOME!!
We kinda celebrated my birthday the whole weekend. Shopping errands, resting, saw RM on Saturday for dog walk and TH on Sunday for breakfast. Dad walked Sugar, fixed back gate and installed light, and did lots of little lifting duties and more. Mom showed me how to cook tilapia. Visit ended way too soon. But I was looking much better this time around, the last time they were here things were less certain.
The last week of October, the 29th, I was back at work. Feeling MUCH better. It seems a heavy fatigue is lifted, was I subclinical sick last week? Did my weeklong experience with hives have something to do with anything? Today (on Nov 1st) I happily emailed Dr B an update that said I'm better than the past two weeks. and it's true. Not Cleo.
There's so much to be said about the past week. I may end up adding some in edits, or maybe I'll just let it go into the past. Speaking of which, I've dropped for now the 30+ point checklist thingie I've been doing for a few years. Time to let the old ways die? (Good song, by the way, downloaded to song list). So far I don't miss it. Of course, I've started another checklist. But I've also dropped the weekly Nutso checker with the colors and boxes I've been doing for a year or more too.
One week ago I was in the cath lab at this hour. Now I'm back to life, planning diet changes -- have lots of vegetarian and vegan books from the library!, listening to a 7-8 hour podcast from Peter Attila on cholesterol, fielding innumerable MyChart updates, straightening out a $22000 bill from St Mary's with UHC (Yikes, you can't do that to a heart patient!), and every now and then I feel an itch to run again.