Interesting Week
So... its been a crazy past two weeks. Krystle traded in her car for a brand new Kia Soul. I did something that could possibly get Krystle preggers.
But, the most serious thing that happened was on Monday. I woke up with my heart beating out of my chest and a quite of bit of pressure in the center of my chest, and to top it off, my heart beat was extremely irregular... irregular to the point that the beat was what would come from giving a kid sticks and telling him to just beat on things. So we rushed me to the emergency room, where they hooked me up to an EKG and something else to monitor my heart rate. It was going between 160 to 187 constantly, skipping beats and then sometimes just beating an insane amount of times. After putting me on some meds there and monitoring me for an hour, they felt that although my heart beat was still to high, it had stabalized and wasnt jumping from one number to a much higher one than back again.
So next day comes and i go to the cartiologist. Guess what, they cant find a single thing wrong with me. The doctor went over a ton of things that could cause a heart to go into {A-Fib} and i answered no to all of them. The doctor is completely stumped as to why my heart would go into something like that. So... im scheduled for some more test in three weeks. Onces a stress test and the other is an ecosomethinganother. So... woot on not being dead.
And on to later today. Birthday Massacre concert in atlanta. Yes i have to drive a freakin 3 hours on the road to get there, and three hours back, spending 147 of each way on one stretch of highway... but it will be well worth it to see them. I swear, if they dont put on a good show... ill... ill do something... like... throw a creme filled pastry at their tour bus and hope it leaves a little cream mark on the side of their bus so they keep getting attacked by birds while driving to their next show.
But, the most serious thing that happened was on Monday. I woke up with my heart beating out of my chest and a quite of bit of pressure in the center of my chest, and to top it off, my heart beat was extremely irregular... irregular to the point that the beat was what would come from giving a kid sticks and telling him to just beat on things. So we rushed me to the emergency room, where they hooked me up to an EKG and something else to monitor my heart rate. It was going between 160 to 187 constantly, skipping beats and then sometimes just beating an insane amount of times. After putting me on some meds there and monitoring me for an hour, they felt that although my heart beat was still to high, it had stabalized and wasnt jumping from one number to a much higher one than back again.
So next day comes and i go to the cartiologist. Guess what, they cant find a single thing wrong with me. The doctor went over a ton of things that could cause a heart to go into {A-Fib} and i answered no to all of them. The doctor is completely stumped as to why my heart would go into something like that. So... im scheduled for some more test in three weeks. Onces a stress test and the other is an ecosomethinganother. So... woot on not being dead.
And on to later today. Birthday Massacre concert in atlanta. Yes i have to drive a freakin 3 hours on the road to get there, and three hours back, spending 147 of each way on one stretch of highway... but it will be well worth it to see them. I swear, if they dont put on a good show... ill... ill do something... like... throw a creme filled pastry at their tour bus and hope it leaves a little cream mark on the side of their bus so they keep getting attacked by birds while driving to their next show.