waiting

Not getting much accomplished these days. Well, I should qualify that. I'm not getting much accomplished towards my weight loss goals. Getting plenty done around the house though -- that's at least a good thing.

Last Friday I woke up with a pain in my chest. I calmly analyzed it: not unbearably painful, definitely not heart burn, didn't radiate out to my arm or neck or back or anything, went away when I shifted. So I went back to sleep. Next morning I noticed I was having these fluttery type of heartbeats -- like when you're nervous and your heart skips a beat, or when you've worked out and your heart pounds -- short episodes like that -- just not normal. Not painful. But not normal. After the entire weekend of waiting for this to go away I decided to have the doctor check it out onTuesday. Of course they sent me to the ER for monitoring. They confirmed I was not having a heart attack. The ER doctor told me he wasn't worried but the cardiologist needed to confirm. And after three hours of monitoring they let me go home. Told me to make an appointment to see the cardiologist this week so they can start monitoring me. No big deal. Just a precaution. And that's where I'm at now.

Small exertions make me out of breath so I don't know whether or not to work through that or wait to hear what the doctor says tomorrow. I'm erring on the side of waiting for info -- one week without exercise won't kill me I guess -- don't like it, but it won't kill me. I'm a little nervous even though they told me not to be. I'm thinking it's the heart fluttery thing that makes me feel like I'm nervous -- so then that makes me nervous. . . hard to explain but in short I'm kind of distracted. . . while waiting. . . I hate waiting.