Another day, another adventure.
I get out of bed, and head downstairs. As I do so, I start to feel it. The every day pounding and racing of my heart. I was told, to go to A&E, but I kept refusing. Every ECG, had not caught it, so what was the likelyhood of another catching it?
I got on with my day, and headed off to an appointment. That went well, but when I got home, it started in earnist. And, with it, came the irregularities. Collecting my stuff, I raced to the GP surgery. My plan, was, that he would catch it, and try to do something.
My plan, was stuffed, the minute I arrived. Eventually, I got a taxi to A&E. And this was the adventure, the experience, I was about to tackle, alone.
Getting assistance, from the driver, I headed to the desk, and explained my situation. After being seated, for only about a minute, I was taken to triage. Eventually, I was brought to a bay. Around me, I could hear people talking, the odd beep of my monitor, which was a sats, (blood oxygen levels) And pulse monitor. An ECG, (electrocardiogram) Tracing of my heart, was done. It showed, sinus tachycardia. (normal rythm, but fast.) Typical, we missed our chance, again! Around me, I could still hear the odd bins being closed, people talking, phones ringing, people walking down corridors. Then, the doctor arrived. He seemed, by my processing, to be a man, who was going to be thorough, but very abrupt, and a man, who lacked training, for dealing with VI, (visually impaired people) He spoke to me, and then, without telling me, walked away. Great, I thought, one of those, who do not tell me when they’re leaving me, so I’ll look like I’m talking to myself! An 84 year old lady, who had a deep, warm, and pleasant voice, spoke to me. She explained that he’d gone, before I could speak. I explained that I cannot see, and she said, she could not hear, so we were a pair. That made both of us, feel more at ease I think. She told me, that she’d fractured her shoulder. That she was 84, and had a great grand-child. We talked to each other, for a good while. I’d found a friend, at least, a temporary one. For now. The tests came thick and fast. Bloods, and chest x-rays. I made friends, with a lot of people. I felt prowd of myself. I’d begun this adventure, alone, and I’ll take the rest, as it comes. I will go with the flow.
I was actually, quite enjoying it. But, questions kept coming.
The ECGs, were not catching the height of my pulse. My pulse, when going up that high, was irregular, according to my GP. Problem was, that, typically, by the time ECGs, were begun, it had gone down, and stopped being irregular. That’s the same with anything. It’s like, your body knows it’s being monitored. It does something, then when it’s being watched, it behaves itself. But, what is going on. GP had put a question mark, and queried, possible AF. (atrial fibrillation) Which, can be caused by my medication, but the GP does not believe this to be the case. But, incidentally, something, is going on.
This adventure, was turning out to be quite good, but regarding tests, annoying! I got given a nice cup of tea. Eventually, I was allowed to go home, but not after being advised, to drink a pint of milk a day, and also to make a GP appointment.
My cardiology appointment, is in 2 weeks. Then, we’ll probably both, metaphorically speaking, put our heads together, as they say, when you’re both trying to work out the cause of something. The detective work, will commence.
Still, I was prowd. I’d done something so drastic, but had taken the advice of a GP, and gone to A&E alone! A huge step forward. And one, I will continue to do, but with other things, and if necessary, make my way there again. If need, is must.