August 10, 2006
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whew.
I’ve been so worried this morning. I seriously thought I was having angina or a heart attack. Yesterday around two I started having this feeling like I needed to pop my chest, you know pin back your shoulder blades till something gives, and weird feeling in my right arm. I remember thinking, “wow, it feels like my arm might spontaneously break.” Not a pain, per se, but a sensation. Then last night around ten my whole arm was so sharply painful that I couldn’t move it. Right arm, right? Plus I get tendonitus in that elbow and had been leaning all weird on the computer desk. But by midnight it was so painful I was worried. I was most worried that I won’t be able to work the wedding I’m helping out with (nails) tomorrow.
But this morning I woke up and it was not so painful at all… which seemed weird to me. Then I started to worry. And freak out about having no health insurance. I decided that if I called to find out if I needed to come in they just might wig on me and make me take an ambulance or something so I took a shower first. And started filling out paperwork for the state’s lame-ass insurance (which would at least pay for an office visit at some point months in the future).
So I called my mom, who was on the road to Seattle, and got Papa John’s back-office phone number. He’s a doctor, GP and past ER physician. I left him a message and he called me back right away. He says the pain in my arm doesn’t sound like heart-related pain at all. It sounds like bursitis or a rotater cuff thing. He says it could just be stress-related. My mom also said when she was going through her divorce and being a single parent she had similar things, and her SVT (heart thing we both have) got worse, and all kinds of weird pain.
You know how cartoon characters look when they “burst” into tears, with the tears jumping out of their face? That can really happen. I’m starting to feel a little relief now that I’m not thinking I’m going to drop dead in the shower or lose my house to medical bills. Not today anyway. Knock wood.
I picked a bad day to stop sniffing glue.
Comments (13)
I could be tennis elbow, which is oddly related to tennis balls, a condition only men suffer from even though both sexes experience it. I’m glad it’s not a heart attack, I’m saving up to stalk you and doing it in a hospital seems really boring and ill advised.
I prefer to be stalked on the mediterranean.
keep posting your boobs and I’ll sign up to stalk you.
I mean “that Fleener, he so crazy”
stress is a sonovapup, isn’t it? get better as soon as you can.
Fuckin’ stress.
My dad severed his rotator cuff and went through the whole thing w/ thinking he was having a heart attack, we rushed to the er and everything. He’s fine, btw, never got the surgery and still golfs w/ the thing, so if that’s what your problem is, atleast it’s liveable.
Stress does crazy things, though.
OUCH! SOrry you are having pain. Have you tried sniffing nail polish? Might ease the pain a little bit.
yuh, it’s definitely a shoulder problem it’s worse again now. ugh.
blue ice and ibuprophen.
Vodka and quaaludes–that’ll fix it right up. Or lots of love and affection. Tendonitis is the gift that keeps on giving…
i’ll add you to my insurance when we get married, love.
and it’s such a coincidence because i picked the wrong day to quit taking amphetamines.
Feel Better! I think scares like that are the worse.
((((((((((HUGS!))))))))))
There’s always eating paste ya know!
…All kidding aside, I used to get this feeling in my chest that felt like my heart was covered in (for lack of better description) pie crust. It was anxiety, plus I sleep on my stomach, my chiropractor was able to sort me out…
mmmmmmmmm…Dr Loooooooooooong Fingers…
*drool*
-M
Any day’s a bad day to stop sniffing glue…
~ Sherri