I'm Still Alive
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I'm Still Alive
Well, for those of you who were getting the play-by-play in chat as I was suffering heart arrhythmia on Thursday night...
The scary beating was over in the first five to ten minutes, but I kept having occasional palpitations in increasing time intervals for another couple hours.
The EMT's, two of whom were giant black men, felt awkward as they shaved portions of my chest and legs to attach electrodes, but they saw an odd enough beat to tell me to go to the hospital. They also didn't like that I had a 180/ 90 blood pressure.
The hospital asked me about drugs a few dozen times (cocaine, crack, caffeine, sugar, caffeine or energy drinks?), to which the answer remained "no". After a few hours, the first blood test came back with "indeterminate values", so they held me overnight for observation.
My systolic blood pressure was staying around 160 to 170, even after the palpitations had mostly stopped, so they IV'd me some Hydralazine and it dropped down to normal.
The next morning the next blood samples came back as negative, and I didn't have any more episodes over night (apparently me flatlining a dozen times as the electrodes fell off wasn't noteworthy). They stress tested me up to 210 BPM on a tread mill and didn't see anything abnormal, so I laid in bed for another 4 hours waiting for a doctor to prescribe me... Xanax...
So the final diagnosis was psychosomatic heart arrhythmia and elevated blood pressure. The cute nurse named Lisa with the pretty eyes told me that I needed to get a shrink and find a girlfriend.
The scary beating was over in the first five to ten minutes, but I kept having occasional palpitations in increasing time intervals for another couple hours.
The EMT's, two of whom were giant black men, felt awkward as they shaved portions of my chest and legs to attach electrodes, but they saw an odd enough beat to tell me to go to the hospital. They also didn't like that I had a 180/ 90 blood pressure.
The hospital asked me about drugs a few dozen times (cocaine, crack, caffeine, sugar, caffeine or energy drinks?), to which the answer remained "no". After a few hours, the first blood test came back with "indeterminate values", so they held me overnight for observation.
My systolic blood pressure was staying around 160 to 170, even after the palpitations had mostly stopped, so they IV'd me some Hydralazine and it dropped down to normal.
The next morning the next blood samples came back as negative, and I didn't have any more episodes over night (apparently me flatlining a dozen times as the electrodes fell off wasn't noteworthy). They stress tested me up to 210 BPM on a tread mill and didn't see anything abnormal, so I laid in bed for another 4 hours waiting for a doctor to prescribe me... Xanax...
So the final diagnosis was psychosomatic heart arrhythmia and elevated blood pressure. The cute nurse named Lisa with the pretty eyes told me that I needed to get a shrink and find a girlfriend.
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It's a funny time to have an anxiety attack. After being frustrated for years in school, spending years in obsessive limerent fantasies, praying for death every night for months and spending weeks having a broken truck with undiagnosable problems... I have an anxiety attack after I eat dinner one night and sit down in front of my computer? That's lame.
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It's a funny time to have an anxiety attack. After being frustrated for years in school, spending years in obsessive limerent fantasies, praying for death every night for months and spending weeks having a broken truck with undiagnosable problems... I have an anxiety attack after I eat dinner one night and sit down in front of my computer? That's lame.
and yeah, go see a few different shrinks, it's probably going to take seeing more than one to find someone that's helpful...that's been my experience. a good one is pretty dang helpful!
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