...does not mean its the end of life.
Last week I went in to see my doc about some stomach pain that was not going away. But she was picking up things on her EKG machine that, in short, made her panic and sent me to A-ICU (Acute Intensive Care unit) at my local hospital.
Hundreds of tests, heart surpassing its limits double pulses, high pressure waves and tearing cardio fibers from a beat of over 210/minute. Nothing. Theories abounded. Was I exposed to something that work? (I believe so!) Or was it something else? More tests. More inconclusive tests results. Nada fits.
Draw Blood. What Blood? Its thicker than Jello! Prescribe Blood thinners... lots of blood thinners! Found blood to be rich but anemic - feed subject! At least blood is flowing again...
A week later and I am released, like nothing happened.
My Primary Care doc thought I went into afibrillation of the heart, tests shows that it was not so. But the results of what limited tests shows some form of Conjective Heart Failure. Though this is not the actual results of everything, I was exposed to a toxin at work. With nothing else, the hospital and work are deciding that I undergo treatment for heart failure and see for the best.
So I rest and heal. Taking my meds including injections of blood thinners (for now), and rest and wait. 24 pills a day - 8 three times a day plus the injection. I am not too happy to say the least. But I'm alive.
In the end it will say that I was exposed to something, but what? And can I get anything for it? Med bills, rent, food do not cover themselves though work will cover for the med bills.
But now I got a medical label of Heart Failure Recipient, so things might get rough on getting insurance for me. But it does not end my life. It only makes it more interesting...
5 years ago
27 Sep 2013 03:09 CEST