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Date: 06 February 2009 21:15:07
Today was a bit .. er.. odd. I ended up sitting patiently on a hospital bed allowing a lovely gentleman to examine my chest! He was, I think, the loveliest doctor I've ever met and when he asked me about what the cause was of the stress I'd mentioned and the tears began to trickle down my cheek as I told him, he was overcome with his desire to help and comfort me.
It was a bit odd. They asked if I'd ever had an ECG before. "No," I replied, "but my Dad had angina and I've been here with him and watched when he's had ECGs." They asked if I'd ever had a blood test done for diabetes. "No," I replied, "but my Dad had diabetes so I'm well accustomed to what a blood test is like". It's amazing the things I learned when caring for Dad.
Why was I there? Well, I felt a bit of a fraud. I didn't really think I was at risk of a heart attack but I decided it would be unfair on the Smudgelet to leave it until I WAS having a heart attack, and the pain and numbness in my left arm was gradually getting worse. So I nipped down to A&E to be on the safe side. With my experience in caring for Dad, I knew to take a good book with me! (The doctor commented on that).
Result? My heart is absolutely fine :D
On the other hand, my blood pressure is rather high (now there's a surprise!) and the doctor reckons that I may well be right in thinking that my missing half thyroid is causing me some problems. He approached me with a needle - I explained that I'm rather pathetic when it comes to needly things*... he said that he sympathised entirely because he is just as bad!!! He did brilliantly - I hardly knew he'd taken any.
So there we have it - I'm fine. But I still have a tingly numb pain in my left arm!
* When I was hospitalised with glandular fever and a soft tissue infection in my face, the doctor took a blood test when I was admitted. While I was there, the nurses took a couple more. Before I left, the doctor approached me with the tray of needles and vials yet again and I commented that I thought it was usually the nurses who did the blood tests. "Yes," he replied, "but knowing that it's you, I thought I couldn't put my nurses through that again!"