so i leave work early last night, left arm hurting like hell, tight chest, queazy gut, vertigo. i'm thinking i had finally come to my end, seeing as my grandfather had his first attack in his mid-30's and all his brothers were gone in their 40's.
get a ride home, didn't feel like driving, took off to amarillo for the hospital.(local hosp is where you go if you break a leg, you don't want to be there for an actual medical problem). scribble in chest pains on the triage slip, get in pretty quick, or so i think. they toss me into a closet with an ekg machine in it, "downloaded" me, and decided i wasn't going to drop dead in the waiting room. so they park me in said waiting room, for like 7 hours, before i get sent back in, for bloodwork and a 30 second exam by the doctor.two hours later, nurse comes in with a script for nitro, and discharge papers, telling me to see a cardiologist in the next three days.
great, spent all night in a hospital waiting room, spent prolly like 3500 for a 30 second exam(yes i have insurance, but a bill is still a bill, no matter who pays). my arm still hurts, i still have vertigo, and no one has told me why...
great, guess i'll go to the heart center, have the same tests done again(i hate needles, and being the manly man that i am, those little electrode pads hurt like hell when they ripout clumps of chest hair)maybe then i fill find something out...
perhaps i should ammend my chain-smoking, morbidly obese, seditary, tequilla swilling lifestyle....
get a ride home, didn't feel like driving, took off to amarillo for the hospital.(local hosp is where you go if you break a leg, you don't want to be there for an actual medical problem). scribble in chest pains on the triage slip, get in pretty quick, or so i think. they toss me into a closet with an ekg machine in it, "downloaded" me, and decided i wasn't going to drop dead in the waiting room. so they park me in said waiting room, for like 7 hours, before i get sent back in, for bloodwork and a 30 second exam by the doctor.two hours later, nurse comes in with a script for nitro, and discharge papers, telling me to see a cardiologist in the next three days.
great, spent all night in a hospital waiting room, spent prolly like 3500 for a 30 second exam(yes i have insurance, but a bill is still a bill, no matter who pays). my arm still hurts, i still have vertigo, and no one has told me why...
great, guess i'll go to the heart center, have the same tests done again(i hate needles, and being the manly man that i am, those little electrode pads hurt like hell when they ripout clumps of chest hair)maybe then i fill find something out...
perhaps i should ammend my chain-smoking, morbidly obese, seditary, tequilla swilling lifestyle....
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