Lol now it's brachycardia
I worked out this morning after getting a little over seven hours of sleep last night. I only got 5:34 the night before, so even with modafinil I was exhausted yesterday.
I feel...okay. I think. It's almost 1:30pm and I haven't gotten 1000 steps yet today. It's just ungodly humid and hot outside. I'll try later.
I've been monitoring my BP multiple times a day. I've noticed, now that Dr. Kinsella confirmed that upping my dose from 2.5mg to 5mg every four hours until 6pm, that I'm not as dizzy. Yay!
But the blood pressure cuff also measures BPM. And I noticed it's not my usual 68bpm.
It's 53.
I looked back at my spreadsheet. 59. 55. 58. 56. 51.
My next entry was from 8:15am today: 68.
Soooo it's either the modafinil or the midodrine, but whatever it is, I'm in continued danger for fainting or heart failure.
Wtf heart?!
I know my POTS was exacerbated by the COVID I got for Christmas last year, but it's been out of control.
I sure wish I could get my autonomic dysfunction under control. In the meantime, I may as well call my cardiologist after I've had a week of this so he can make sure I'm not going to drop dead any time soon.
Just in case: if you're reading this, thanks for being a part of my life. You made me a better person and I love you for that. Yep, this goes for those of you who aren't on my friends list anymore (but doubly so to those who are).
Also, I want to go on public record and state that I was an asshole pre-2016, I've learned, grown, and changed so much. I can't change the past or who I was. I'm just not who I was, and I'm glad for it. I can't decide if I'd rather smack Past Danielle or hug her and lecture her.