An update...
Yes, I'm still here, and no, I'm not in imminent danger that I know of.
What I am is uncomfortable, and very lacking in any kind of stamina. I'm very fatigued, and I'm spending most of my day on the couch, knitting or crocheting, mainly the latter.
I have an extra beat I shouldn't do. It isn't dangerous, or, isn't dangerous enough that the doctors are bothered about it. I went to the clinic on Tuesday, and was told to up my beta-blockers (previously only prescribed for anxiety), take it easy, and come back in a week, or sooner if I had a worsening of symptoms.
On Thursday morning, I had what I thought was a bad enough worsening of symptoms to go to casualty. The jumping of my heart was making me cough, at first when I was lying down in bed, then anytime. They weren't too worried. They referred me for blood tests, and sent me away.
Since then, the noticeable jolting of my heart at random moments seems to have calmed a little. Either that, or I've gotten used to it and I'm not noticing it any more. What I do have is a persistent nausea, a bitter/sour taste in my mouth that doesn't go away, a slight shortness of breath/tightness in my chest, and no tolerance for standing for longer than about thirty seconds without wanting to lie or sit down. This despite taking the thrice daily beta-blocker.
I'm hoping they have some answers on Monday, because it's unpleasant, and I'm sick of people not giving me any clear instructions or information about what I should be doing or watching out for. I mean, this is my heart for fuck's sake. It's not like I can just carry on without it if something goes wrong.
But yes, thank you to those who've left comments on my last couple of posts. I haven't been deliberately not answering. The fact is, I've been exhausted, but also, the Vista machine seems to have bitten the dust after a brief revival. Hence, though we have a total of seven computers in the house, only one of them works. I don't have the energy to tinker with the Vista machine at the present, so Emma and I are sharing the one machine. It's far from ideal, but there's been no hair pulling yet.
Oh, and to add to the list of equipment failure woes - I had to send back my Knitpicks set. A week after I bought it, a set of tips practically fell apart in my hands. I'm not blaming the manufacturer. I'm just apparently kryptonite to plastic needles. Morris & Sons are kindly offering me a refund, which I'm thinking of putting towards the Boye Needlemaster. More tips, all aluminim, and they're multicoloured, too, which was the main appeal of the Spectra set. Of course, they're a fair bit more expensive, but hopefully, more durable against my nasty, forceful knitting technique.
What I am is uncomfortable, and very lacking in any kind of stamina. I'm very fatigued, and I'm spending most of my day on the couch, knitting or crocheting, mainly the latter.
I have an extra beat I shouldn't do. It isn't dangerous, or, isn't dangerous enough that the doctors are bothered about it. I went to the clinic on Tuesday, and was told to up my beta-blockers (previously only prescribed for anxiety), take it easy, and come back in a week, or sooner if I had a worsening of symptoms.
On Thursday morning, I had what I thought was a bad enough worsening of symptoms to go to casualty. The jumping of my heart was making me cough, at first when I was lying down in bed, then anytime. They weren't too worried. They referred me for blood tests, and sent me away.
Since then, the noticeable jolting of my heart at random moments seems to have calmed a little. Either that, or I've gotten used to it and I'm not noticing it any more. What I do have is a persistent nausea, a bitter/sour taste in my mouth that doesn't go away, a slight shortness of breath/tightness in my chest, and no tolerance for standing for longer than about thirty seconds without wanting to lie or sit down. This despite taking the thrice daily beta-blocker.
I'm hoping they have some answers on Monday, because it's unpleasant, and I'm sick of people not giving me any clear instructions or information about what I should be doing or watching out for. I mean, this is my heart for fuck's sake. It's not like I can just carry on without it if something goes wrong.
But yes, thank you to those who've left comments on my last couple of posts. I haven't been deliberately not answering. The fact is, I've been exhausted, but also, the Vista machine seems to have bitten the dust after a brief revival. Hence, though we have a total of seven computers in the house, only one of them works. I don't have the energy to tinker with the Vista machine at the present, so Emma and I are sharing the one machine. It's far from ideal, but there's been no hair pulling yet.
Oh, and to add to the list of equipment failure woes - I had to send back my Knitpicks set. A week after I bought it, a set of tips practically fell apart in my hands. I'm not blaming the manufacturer. I'm just apparently kryptonite to plastic needles. Morris & Sons are kindly offering me a refund, which I'm thinking of putting towards the Boye Needlemaster. More tips, all aluminim, and they're multicoloured, too, which was the main appeal of the Spectra set. Of course, they're a fair bit more expensive, but hopefully, more durable against my nasty, forceful knitting technique.