Well, I missed writing last night. Because I missed most everything last night. I spent the last 36 hours or so in the hospital. Why? Dunno. Doctors don’t know, either. I was having trouble breathing, blood pressure shot way up chest, neck and shoulder pain.
Tests? Well, YES, lots of ’em. EKG. CT scan. Bloodwork. Stuck everywhere. Yes, that’s right. Everywhere. Veins in my left arm were doing barrel rolls to keep away from the needle. I am officially a pin cushion. Stuck 7 times in the left hand/arm and 4 in the right. The 4th nurse finally got the IV to ‘take.’ All this at 4AM Sunday morning. I found out later they were looking for a heart attack or a burst aorta or blood clots in my lungs.
And they released me today and we still don’t know what my trouble was. I’m feeling MUCH better now. I have a prescription for Motrin, Prilosec and an asthma inhaler. Who knows. Long as it doesn’t happen again, I’m good with it.