graceland's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Under the Sea My ER thyroid tests came back incomplete and since I have some unrelated-to-current-issues-surgery scheduled for Friday morning, the ER doc told me last night that I needed to move up my appt with my internist and run the gamut of tests on my rapid heart beat, pronto. Specifically, he said my heartbeat at rest needs further examination by a specialist. So that didn't trigger a panic attack or anything... I went to my doctor today and things looked good but she agreed that I should see a cardiologist immediately and wear a heart holster to monitor the rapid heartbeat. If it is anxiety, which everyone leans toward it being, then I can have piece of mind and we explore options of treating it (not necessarily medicatation but methods to better managing stress). Or quitting my job. My idea, not theirs;) The cardiologist was great, especially as I'm not comfortable seeing male doctors. He was very calming. He spoke about how depression can cause physical pain like the pain I've been having. The term I keep seeing on my paperwork is tachnocardia. Rest tachnocardia. Sinal tachnocardia. All kinds of tachnocardia. Every doctor I've seen has reminded me to breathe. Several of them manually opened my mouth for me. Today my hands were shaking when I went into the doctor's office and I started to sweat, so I guess I am anxious. They think this monitor is a better way to see what my heart is doing outside of the office, when I'm not having "white coat fever." And I'm getting this surgery on Friday. Not a big deal, just something I've been putting off for over a year because it freaks me out. They have to give me anesthesia for it - not a fan of being put under. Got the greenlight from the doctor for that surgery. That's about it for now. I'm really tired. I didn't sleep last night after my conversation with the doctor from the ER. My mind started racing after we spoke and kicked my heart into the race; that continued all night. I walked around and paced my little bedroom. Today I literally ran from home to work to doctor to doctor to meeting to meeting to meeting to the office to home. I asked him if he was contacting me because it's Prom time and he wants to reenact the night... 10:51 p.m. - 2006-05-03 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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