Earlier this week, I felt some chest discomfort in the afternoon while I was resting. I was alone and no one was able (or willing) to come over just to make sure I was alright. After having a heart attack in March, I confess that I get anxious.
Later that night the discomfort was still there. I phoned the dr but she was gone. Phoned Telehealth (a phone health service with RNs here in Ontario) and they weren't much help. My kids - no help with them. So I took a taxi to the ER and told them I thought I was having a heart attack. They did all the usual things - BP, pulse, etc. then put me one of three beds that were stuck in a corner. The person next to me was a young teenager who had hurt his knee. I was confused about this because when I had a heart attack they did everything so fast.
The young teenager had a paramedic talking to him and I tried to get out of bed to phone my daughter. The paramedic PUSHED me and knocked me back onto the bed. I got up and PUSHED him even harder. Guess that wasn't good behavior for a person thinking she was having a heart attack.
Anyway, they did and ECG, chest X-ray and blood test. The dr told me there was nothing wrong but they could do the tests over again if I didn't mind waiting another four hours. I didn't wait. They implied that it was anxiety or possibly gastric. The discomfort was in the upper part of the left part of my chest - near the ribs I think.
I feel extremely guilty writing this because of how good the drs and nurses were when I had a heart attack. This time I feel that I was dismissed because I didn't come in an ambulance and was alone. I'm not too embarrassed to say that maybe it was an anxiety based problem but I resented being pushed by a paramedic; dismissed by nurses and just overall feeling like a real loser.
How do we KNOW if we are having heart attacks? The dr did say it was better to be careful and to follow it up with my dr about the anxiety and possible gastric problems but when I came home, I was so depressed I haven't been online all week. Now I'm scared to say anything about chest discomfort.
After my heart attack in March, I really wanted to get into rehab, change my lifestyle and instead I've gotten nothing but "put offs" for rehab; no support system for lifestyle change - nothing. I feel like going out and eating a baconator from Wendy's.
Sorry for the rant.




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