Medical Goodies, Take 2
Well, since the cardiologist has no idea what to do with me next, he's signed off on me and it is officially not a heart problem (except for the IST arrhythmia, which I still have (as proven by going off my meds for the stress test) but that's under control with the medication).
So now we get to go to other specialists. Today we (Dan and I) went back to my GP doctor and he's going to order 3 more tests. Two, a sonogram and an HID (I think) to check to see if it is my gallbladder and then an endoscopy to see if it is a hiatal hernia. Woo hoo.
Until then, though, the doctor gave me some goodies, uh, I mean medication, to deal with my symptoms. Xanax (as a muscle relaxer/happy pill) and also something else I forgot the name of but that is for OCD stuff so that hopefully it will stop me thinking about the pain/pressure when it happens. Which totally works for me because I start feeling the pressure in my chest and it gets bad and then I have trouble walking and standing and it becomes all I can focus on because it is so awful. Anyway, this OCD medicine should help me be able to not focus so much on it.
Today is day one on the Xanax and let me say, I LOVE this stuff. The pressure in my chest is a not insignificant amount, but I so don't care. Hard to breathe? Whatever. I'm good. Dizzy. Whatever, dude. I'm happy.
Dan says I'm a little loopier than makes him happy, but again, don't really care because this is the first time in a long time that the pressure getting bad in my chest doesn't worry me. For the first time in weeks it finally feels like this pain/pressure crap is not running my life. Rock on Xanax.
Disadvantage, though - I've been a little less restrained today (the 4 hours I've been awake). Just a wee bit buzzed. But again, so don't care. Every so often I notice my chest is hurting but oh well. Worst case scenario, I end up passing out from the pressure and dizziness and I have to go on another ambulance. But I so learned my lesson from last time - now I'm shaving my legs every time I shower. Never again (hopefully) will an EMT (or anyone else) have to put an electrode on my legs when I haven't shaved in 3 days. So embarrassing!
Oh, and in other new that makes me happy (besides the Xanax), I saw a chicken out side the doctor's office!
First off - my husband rocks because he will chase a chicken to get a picture for me.
Second - if I could have regular and frequent chicken + clucking doses, I so would not need the Xanax because chickens ROCK!
So now we get to go to other specialists. Today we (Dan and I) went back to my GP doctor and he's going to order 3 more tests. Two, a sonogram and an HID (I think) to check to see if it is my gallbladder and then an endoscopy to see if it is a hiatal hernia. Woo hoo.
Until then, though, the doctor gave me some goodies, uh, I mean medication, to deal with my symptoms. Xanax (as a muscle relaxer/happy pill) and also something else I forgot the name of but that is for OCD stuff so that hopefully it will stop me thinking about the pain/pressure when it happens. Which totally works for me because I start feeling the pressure in my chest and it gets bad and then I have trouble walking and standing and it becomes all I can focus on because it is so awful. Anyway, this OCD medicine should help me be able to not focus so much on it.
Today is day one on the Xanax and let me say, I LOVE this stuff. The pressure in my chest is a not insignificant amount, but I so don't care. Hard to breathe? Whatever. I'm good. Dizzy. Whatever, dude. I'm happy.
Dan says I'm a little loopier than makes him happy, but again, don't really care because this is the first time in a long time that the pressure getting bad in my chest doesn't worry me. For the first time in weeks it finally feels like this pain/pressure crap is not running my life. Rock on Xanax.
Disadvantage, though - I've been a little less restrained today (the 4 hours I've been awake). Just a wee bit buzzed. But again, so don't care. Every so often I notice my chest is hurting but oh well. Worst case scenario, I end up passing out from the pressure and dizziness and I have to go on another ambulance. But I so learned my lesson from last time - now I'm shaving my legs every time I shower. Never again (hopefully) will an EMT (or anyone else) have to put an electrode on my legs when I haven't shaved in 3 days. So embarrassing!
Oh, and in other new that makes me happy (besides the Xanax), I saw a chicken out side the doctor's office!
Chicken!
First off - my husband rocks because he will chase a chicken to get a picture for me.
Second - if I could have regular and frequent chicken + clucking doses, I so would not need the Xanax because chickens ROCK!
posted by Amanda at
10:25 PM
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4 Comments:
Never heard that chest pains and shortness of breath go with gallbladder..just went though that nasty pain :( I think you need a second option .
The HIDA scan wasn't bad, the worst part of it is laying still for 2 hours on a hard slab. If they think its your Gall Bladder did they limit your fat intake?
Hugs sweetie!
oh cute chicken, think he drove the truck and owns a cowboy hat?
Well, the ER doc said that sometimes people come in thinking they are having a heart attack and it is really gallstones or come in with a toothache and are actually having a heart attack. Dislocalized pain or something like that. Where it hurts in one place but what is wrong is something somewhere else. And GI problems cause chest pain is not unheard of. So who knows!
Yeah, the 2 hour thing does not sound fun. But it would be better if the chicken were there.
Oh, sweetie, you have discovered the joys of benzodiazepines! Good drugs. Now you just have to learn how to function on them. Remember, the pills can be cut in half. How long have you had this chicken thing? I guess I can't say much, I have it for sheep, especially the ones the city uses to graze around the water pond. Congratulations on the sighting, I know it's a cool thing when it happens. love you lots, claudia
Amanda, I sure am worried about you! I hope things are tons better!
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