A rather proud trip to the ER
Its a cold and its a broken hallelujah.
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A rather proud trip to the ER
Have been battling some sort of weirdo upper chest heaviness for the past week. Progressed into what I thought was chest pains yesterday while on a college tour with DD.
When it started to radiate down my left arm, I decided it was time to find out if I was having some sort of heart event, so off I went to the ER.
Yes, I, AO, the most anti advocate of all things allopathic medicine
had to go hat in hand to the hospital. You proud of me Dee ?
A team of nurses descend upon you when you present with chest pains. As they are putting me in a gown, while drawing blood and hooking me up to a heart monitor, and EKG they asked me about my lifestyle.
Do you smoke ? No.
Drink ? Nope.
Recreational drugs ? Not since college.
I felt so damn proud being able to answer those questions with "No". It was as if every struggle I had over the last six months became even more validated in that moment. It was a real triumph.
Turns out I have a rip roaring case of gastritis as a result of a heavy course of antibiotics I was on for a sinus infection that they couldn't clear. I feel like I have been straight up kicked in the gut. Burning like an inferno.
I remember a few years back having a case of this once when I was hitting the sauce pretty darn hard. I was chewing Advil for the hangovers and I about blew out my stomach lining. That, compounded with the guilt I felt at that happening at my own hands, was enough to set off my Shamebot state, and that spiraled me downward even further.
I'm feeling really proud of myself for taking care of myself. Something I should of learned how to do a very very long time ago.
Better late, than never.
When it started to radiate down my left arm, I decided it was time to find out if I was having some sort of heart event, so off I went to the ER.
Yes, I, AO, the most anti advocate of all things allopathic medicine
had to go hat in hand to the hospital. You proud of me Dee ?
A team of nurses descend upon you when you present with chest pains. As they are putting me in a gown, while drawing blood and hooking me up to a heart monitor, and EKG they asked me about my lifestyle.
Do you smoke ? No.
Drink ? Nope.
Recreational drugs ? Not since college.
I felt so damn proud being able to answer those questions with "No". It was as if every struggle I had over the last six months became even more validated in that moment. It was a real triumph.
Turns out I have a rip roaring case of gastritis as a result of a heavy course of antibiotics I was on for a sinus infection that they couldn't clear. I feel like I have been straight up kicked in the gut. Burning like an inferno.
I remember a few years back having a case of this once when I was hitting the sauce pretty darn hard. I was chewing Advil for the hangovers and I about blew out my stomach lining. That, compounded with the guilt I felt at that happening at my own hands, was enough to set off my Shamebot state, and that spiraled me downward even further.
I'm feeling really proud of myself for taking care of myself. Something I should of learned how to do a very very long time ago.
Better late, than never.
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Join Date: Aug 2012
Location: California
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Glad you are OK, AO. Antibiotics can really do a number on the good bacteria in your system.... I would suggest that you talk to your Dr about some pro biotics.
I had a friend who was mis diagnosed several times last year and after all the ABs who took, all the good bacteria was dead and the bad bacteria started eating his stomach. After a couple weeks on pro biotics he was able to get it under control but it is a VERY SERIOUS problem.
Please look into it.
I had a friend who was mis diagnosed several times last year and after all the ABs who took, all the good bacteria was dead and the bad bacteria started eating his stomach. After a couple weeks on pro biotics he was able to get it under control but it is a VERY SERIOUS problem.
Please look into it.
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Alpha I totally get it. I was asked those questions by my pharmacist recently during a medication review and saying "no" made me burst with pride in myself. I am so glad that you are OK if uncomfortable and unwell, this will pass and you'll still be sober. High five to you.
Its a cold and its a broken hallelujah.
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They also asked me if I wanted anything for pain. I declined. (I'm pharmacologically phobic).
The doctor looked at me like I had ten heads. "Are you sure ?" she asked almost thinking I didn't hear her right the first time.
No, I'm good thanks.
I got the feeling that that's everyone's consellation prize/goodie bag for the astronomical bill I'm sure will be coming my way after insurance tries to decline every $2000.00 test they put me through.
Homie don't roll that way anymore.
The doctor looked at me like I had ten heads. "Are you sure ?" she asked almost thinking I didn't hear her right the first time.
No, I'm good thanks.
I got the feeling that that's everyone's consellation prize/goodie bag for the astronomical bill I'm sure will be coming my way after insurance tries to decline every $2000.00 test they put me through.
Homie don't roll that way anymore.
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Join Date: Mar 2013
Location: St. Paul Minnesota
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All that matters is that you came out OK. I got put through all kinds of tests too. I get the whole phobia about not wanting to be given any pills. Probably a natural reaction after what we went through with alcohol.
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