00BlueOvalRanger
Old Fart Sharpshooter
Well, since it's ALMOST over with. . .
I got up on Monday morning and started having chest pains.
I drove myself and my wife to work (she works literally 10 feet from my office)
and the chest pains continued.
At about 10:15 a.m., the pains got worse. Couldn't breathe. (It felt like a torn muscle to me.)
My wife told me to lock up my desk, 'cause I'm going to the ER.
Well, I drove myself to the hospital (25 miles) and walked into the Emergency Room.
When my wife told the ER Nurse that I was having chest pains, I was taken to the doctor, immediately, and a heart monitor was attached to me!
Age: 55.
Height: 6'- 6".
Weight: 270 lbs.
Heart rate: 40 bpm. (Quite low. Normally, I'm at 72 bpm.)
Blood pressure: 164/90. (Quite high! Normally, I'm 126/80, which ain't bad for an old, fat guy!)
Blood Oxygenation: 96% (Normal!)
Chest X-rays showed nothing 'abnormal'. (Why did they take X-rays?? To see IF I had pulled/torn a muscle.)
After a session of 'blood letting', my chlorestoral is 133! (Not bad at all, for an old, fat guy!!!)
A 'Big Deal' was made, because my blood sugar was high. (I had just eaten a "Brown Sugar/Cinnamon" Pop-Tart and drank a cup of coffee, with sugar.) I tried to tell the nurse that, too. Duh.
I didn't 'catch' (hear) what the actual 'numbers' were.
Long story a little shorter. . . nobody wanted to listen to me.
I had worked in the yard, all day, on Sunday.
I had lifted a bunch of bags of patio block 'underlayment mix' and bags of sand, and patio blocks.
I 'knew' that I had pulled a muscle in my arms and/or chest. I 'knew' it.
Well, I was admitted to the hospital, in the CCU, for observation, and was released on Tuesday evening.
(My hands and arms were treated as pincushions, because of the 'blood-letting' that I was subjected to.)
I had to undergo a 'Stress Test', yesterday.
I feel worse now, than I did on Monday.
The technician (dry) shaved my chest (in places), my neck, legs (in places) and a couple of spots on my stomach.
Then, she took what looks like a cheese grater, and (her words) 'roughened up' these places, so that the electrodes would stick!
(My wife commented that I look like the guy from the movie, "40 Year Old Virgin" in the 'waxing' scene!)
My friends, these places look like RAW hamburger!!!
I hurt worse from the technician's 'prep' than I do from the chest pains!
Here's the bottom line. . . .
Heart is fine.
Blood pressure is high. (During the test, it went REAL high. 180/110. Meds are in my future!)
Diagnosis: Slightly torn chest muscle.
Follow-up with family doctor for blood pressure issues.
I got up on Monday morning and started having chest pains.
I drove myself and my wife to work (she works literally 10 feet from my office)
and the chest pains continued.At about 10:15 a.m., the pains got worse. Couldn't breathe. (It felt like a torn muscle to me.)
My wife told me to lock up my desk, 'cause I'm going to the ER.
Well, I drove myself to the hospital (25 miles) and walked into the Emergency Room.
When my wife told the ER Nurse that I was having chest pains, I was taken to the doctor, immediately, and a heart monitor was attached to me!
Age: 55.
Height: 6'- 6".
Weight: 270 lbs.
Heart rate: 40 bpm. (Quite low. Normally, I'm at 72 bpm.)
Blood pressure: 164/90. (Quite high! Normally, I'm 126/80, which ain't bad for an old, fat guy!)
Blood Oxygenation: 96% (Normal!)
Chest X-rays showed nothing 'abnormal'. (Why did they take X-rays?? To see IF I had pulled/torn a muscle.)
After a session of 'blood letting', my chlorestoral is 133! (Not bad at all, for an old, fat guy!!!)
A 'Big Deal' was made, because my blood sugar was high. (I had just eaten a "Brown Sugar/Cinnamon" Pop-Tart and drank a cup of coffee, with sugar.) I tried to tell the nurse that, too. Duh.
I didn't 'catch' (hear) what the actual 'numbers' were.
Long story a little shorter. . . nobody wanted to listen to me.
I had worked in the yard, all day, on Sunday.
I had lifted a bunch of bags of patio block 'underlayment mix' and bags of sand, and patio blocks.
I 'knew' that I had pulled a muscle in my arms and/or chest. I 'knew' it.
Well, I was admitted to the hospital, in the CCU, for observation, and was released on Tuesday evening.
(My hands and arms were treated as pincushions, because of the 'blood-letting' that I was subjected to.)
I had to undergo a 'Stress Test', yesterday.
I feel worse now, than I did on Monday.
The technician (dry) shaved my chest (in places), my neck, legs (in places) and a couple of spots on my stomach.
Then, she took what looks like a cheese grater, and (her words) 'roughened up' these places, so that the electrodes would stick!
(My wife commented that I look like the guy from the movie, "40 Year Old Virgin" in the 'waxing' scene!)
My friends, these places look like RAW hamburger!!!
I hurt worse from the technician's 'prep' than I do from the chest pains!
Here's the bottom line. . . .
Heart is fine.
Blood pressure is high. (During the test, it went REAL high. 180/110. Meds are in my future!)
Diagnosis: Slightly torn chest muscle.
Follow-up with family doctor for blood pressure issues.
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