it'll be a bit embarrassing going to work today...
after being carted out by an ambulance the day before. My paranoia finally got the best of me. After what seems like months of not feeling well, having chest pains and whatnot, I had the mother of all panic attacks at work. It really wasn't fun at all. But I can now rest better knowing that I don't have any heart or blood related issues. Yay! Now I have to work and answer everyone's concerned (and somewhat nosy) questions about how I'm feeling. Not so yay. Well, at least I know that they care, right? I just wish I didn't feel so silly about the *huge* scene I caused at work...