I hate going to the doctor, let alone an ER. You know any visit is bound to be at least 1-2 hours and ER visits can be anywhere from 3-4. So when it all started Tuesday night, I tried to ignore it and tell myself I was fine.
What was it? I can’t even really explain it. I just kept telling Zach my heart hurt. I was having chest pains, pressure, and a little light headedness. Every time I would take a deep breath, my heart hurt. I tried to drink some water and lay down on the couch because after a day with the kiddos, my stress levels are sometimes through the roof. So when I woke up Wednesday morning, I planned to go on with my day and see how I felt.
The pain would come and go and I figured if I was going to have a heart attack, I probably already would have. But still, I know that chest pain is no bueno and didn’t know what was going on.
I dropped Nolan off at his class and headed back to post. By that point, I had already Googled my symptoms and freaked myself out. I was making my heart race faster while I kept thinking about it and decided that better safe than sorry, I should head to the ER to get monitored.
Zach met me there so he could take Lady and go get Nolan from his class. They did an EKG, drew blood, started and IV, monitored me, and ordered a CT scan with contrast to check for blood clots in my lungs. Long story short, everything came back normal and his only diagnosis was that I probably strained my chest muscles somehow. And while that makes me feel a little better knowing it wasn’t a heart attack or blood clot, I still have a hard time believing I just strained something.
I woke up this morning with a terrible headache. I’m hoping to take it easy the rest of the day but we all know there’s no such thing when you have a 3 year old and 1 year old 😉
Please say a little prayer for me if you can. If you’ve ever had something scary like this happen, you know that it’s a few days before you feel “in the clear” and can get any bad ideas out of your mind.
Hope you have a great day loves 🙂 xoxo