Thursday, May 7, 2009
"Wired for Sound."
After getting home from book club last night, I came home to find all of your sweet and encouraging comments to yesterday's news. I really FEEL your concern, your encouragement, your support. Plus, it is oddly comforting to know so many of you have experience with this very thing. I really welcome hearing about your experience and any advice you have.
So I am went in early this morning and got my Holter monitor. As the cool x-ray tech with spiky hair and funky glasses told me as she first scraped my skin (ouch) then attached the electrodes, "you are now wired for sound." So for the next 24 hours I wear the monitor as I go about my daily routine, and I keep a little journal of when I have symptoms and what I am doing when they occur.
I am thinking the diagnosticians are going to get really tired of reading my journal as pretty much every time I begin an activity, its "here we go again." Walked to car, increased heart rate. Took Dakota outside in the backyard, short of breath. Went downstairs to wash clothes, increased heart rate and short of breath... etc... Blah! The person who reads the test will be shaking their head saying, "oh no, another SAHM, why couldn't I get the traveling circus performer, because you know THAT will be a fun read no matter what." (Have you read "Water for Elephants? Wow! We were all talking about it at book club last night. It was described as gritty and gripping, I couldn't agree more.)
So as I am sitting here blogging, its occurred to me my heart is performing pretty normally. So I'm off to drum up some business. I am either going to go and plan a birthday party for the boys next week, or join the circus. I'll let you know what I decide :)
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