Ignoring what your body is trying to tell you is never a good idea but apparently I am an idiot. It all started with my right shoulder hurting on Friday night and by Saturday evening, if I laid on my right side, my shoulder and my chest would hurt so bad I couldn't breath. Sunday afternoon I put a heating pad on my shoulder and realized my chest was hurting now too. I briefly worried about a heart attack but I popped some aspirin and when it that seemed to help, I dismissed it. Monday night I had C put some icy hot type stuff on my shoulder (thinking I had pulled something in my shoulder) and noticed my heart was racing but being the genius I am, I ignored that too. Tuesday morning, I was sitting on my bed folding laundry and suddenly couldn't breath, it was like I had ran 5 miles, that kind of out of breath. I was scared but left that afternoon to run some errands anyway, I noticed I was also really hot and sweating. When I got back home, my chest was hurting so bad and I was having such a hard time breathing, I decided to take my blood pressure with the little cuff we have here. It was 154/96 so I texted my midwife friend and told her what had been happening, she immediately called and said she was on her way to take me to the emergency room.
In the 10 minutes it took her to get here, my arms started going numb. 20 minutes later in the ER, my blood pressure was 194/118 and my pulse was 140. They immediately whisked me back and started running all kinds of tests and pushing bp meds into me. I didn't get scared until C walked in, then I started to cry a little. After my bp started going down, the doctors started lecturing me about how if I hadn't come in when I did, I could have passed out and went into cardiac arrest. About how important it is to take care of yourself and listen to your body. I know they are right but they were annoying the hell out of me. They also gave me a pregnancy test, which I loudly complained about because I told them repeatedly we were IF and had less than a 1% chance of conceiving on our own. C griped at me for being so difficult about that but I hate that shit so much. Especially when my nurse told me, "Doctors are wrong all the time!!" STFU.
Anyway, I have bp meds now and an appt tomorrow with my doctor to followup on it. It's amazing how much better I feel now with the medicine in me. That makes me happy but it also makes me realize just how bad I was feeling before. I guess I had been feeling like crap for so long that I got used to it until it got really bad. I've been taking it easy the past couple of days and trying to eat better. I've also been thanking God that I have good friends who show up at the drop of a hat to take me to the hospital. I'm mad at myself for ignoring what my body was trying to tell me and I will never, ever do that again.