Memes and Assorted Other Things.

 

I happen to be one of these psychopaths. I love candy corn.

This made me laugh way too hard. 

They all made me chuckle. 

I don't laugh every day as I have for the last 36 years. 

I miss it. Tuesday while leaving WakeMed with Rick's doctor and pacemaker info I began to feel unwell. On the drive home, my heart was beating out of my chest. I was getting a bit nauseous as well. By the time I got inside my chest hurt and it hurt across my back. I took my blood pressure and it was high. Really high. 

I was also nauseated and had shortness of breath.

Rick asked why I was taking my BP and I told him the truth. He said to go to the ER. I didn't want to. Then he said what worked, "You are no good to me if you are not here or unwell Margaret"  That did it. He was right. The stinker knew that would work. I saw his smirk. My BP at this point was 189/99.  Yeah, not good.

And I'm on BP medications.

I went to urgent care and they sent me to the ER. I went to WakeMed ER here in Garner not where I had been earlier in the day (main campus in Raleigh)

My 2 EKGs were perfect. My blood work was perfect. Yet I was clearly not perfect. They wanted me to stay overnight. I refused, and I explained that I couldn't leave my husband due to a recent stroke. They let me go home but not before I signed something saying they did not advise this. 

They also got me a referral and said they'd get me into a cardiologist and someone would call me to schedule. They did first thing in the morning. It was for Thursday. (today)

Now I had an appointment for a cardio visit scheduled for Oct. 20th. When I began to feel bad I called the office and asked if I could get in sooner, nope, go to the ER.

I saw the new cardiologist today and my BP is all over the place. 119/78 this morning. Then 166/80 later then at his office 155/80. All too high, but not as bad as it's been. And I stopped all caffeine once this got so bad it hurt. Chest pains come and go. But he wants an Echo and a stress test. October 10th. 

So I can't die before that. :-)

He asked what my life was like. Do I have stress? OMG, who doesn't?

I have financial stress, my husband just had a stroke stress, you name it, I've got it. He asked for a typical day so I gave him the day before.

Oh my God. I said you want a day in my life?

Okay, I get up between 5-6 if I sleep at all. Rick is up by 730a.  I get his pills because of his difficulty swallowing he still needs to take them with applesauce. Then I get his coffee. Then I make him breakfast. He gets showered and dressed and I get myself ready to go. 9:30a is OT, 10:30 speech, then we went to pick up his Rx's, then I had to go to the VA clinic in Raleigh to pick up Ro's signed application and deliver it to her 30 miles away, then I came home. I made Rick a late lunch. Then he napped.  I did a load of laundry and did the breakfast dishes and emptied the dishwasher. I put clothes in the dryer. Rick wakes up and I get him what he needs. I then began to think about his dinner. I collapse around 8pm. That's my life in a nutshell. Some days different things in between his appointments but it's never not going 100mph. 

The doctor said what are you doing for you? I said I am here. 

I also went to therapy last week for the 1st time and hope to go back Tuesday. 

That is for me. 

He said this could be stress. I told him my BP story. 

I was always 110/60 my entire life. I had chemo and heavy-duty steroids for the mass in my eye for 6 full months and now I need BP medication. 

He said, Hmmm.

I asked what Hmmm meant. He said that could have precipitated this but we need to work it out now. I want to see the echo and stress test to have a complete picture and then we'll decide if we need to change your meds or if something else needs to be done. 

Great. 

So there you have it. My life.

I refuse to believe it's anything major. It can't be. 

Ricky is not well enough.