Okay so normally I don't write blogs, but I am kind of bored and its uncomfortable to lay down or sit still so I will try sitting in a chair for a few minutes. It doesn't hurt when I hold my breath, but I kind of have to breath...how about I explain what I am talking about.
Yesterday at work around 4:00 I started getting a slight uncomfortable pain in my chest, and it wasn't too bad. I figured it was just an air pocket or air bubble and that it would work it self out...wrong. Well around 6:00 when I got home from work it started getting gradually worse. I kept debating about going to the Hospital....partly because I don't like Doctors..and partly because if I went to the hospital then I knew that I would be there late and I would end up late for work or missing work today. It's crazy how I am in so much pain and almost in tears, but all I can think of is not missing work. My Boss is going on vacation tomorrow and I didn't want to over load her with my work load too if I had to call off. Well Trish took me to the hospital because she is an awesome friend. I am such a big baby too...everyone kept asking me on a scale of 1-10 where was my pain and my response usually was that I am a big baby and it probably doesn't hurt as bad as I think it does. Well they took me right back to get an EKG because I was having chest pains. It hurt so bad to breath so I kept holding my breath and then taking little short breaths, and the nurse told me that it wouldn't hurt as bad if I breathed normally...she lied...LOL. I told every doctor and nurse that I came in contact with that I was allergic to adhesives, and well 1 of the nurses put an IV thing in me to take like 6 vials of blood, and she started to put the sticky thing on there and I told her that I am allergic to adhesives, and that I didn't know specifically if I was allergic to the IV sticky thing or not. She didn't seem to be giving me any other options so I said that it would be okay if it is not that sticky. While I was waiting in the waiting room to get put in a room and the IV tape was itching and I tried to peel back some of it and it was extremely sticky and my arm was turning red. I asked a different nurse to look at it and she managed to take the stupid tape off and put on paper tape. Well the other nurse that put the sticky tape on my arm came over and asked what was wrong and the nurse told her that I was allergic to the tape, and the other nurse told her that I said that I was not allergic to that one. As soon as the other nurse walked away I told the nice nurse that I didn't say that and that what I said was that I didn't know if I was allergic to that specific one or not.

They then took me back to get X-rays of my chest. The Doctor said that the EKG and X-ray came back fine...well at this point my concern is what the heck is wrong with me? Well then the nurse gave me like 3 pain medicines and something for Nausea through the IV and told me that it would all kick in in about 5 minutes. Trish told me that 2 minutes later I was passed out.

Well then the doctor wanted to get a Cat Scan of my lungs to rule out Pleurisy (I have no idea if that's how it is spelled). Well I don't remember them rolling my bed over to have the Cat Scan done because I was kind of out of it. Well I remember the lady waking me up and making me move over to the Cat Scan bed. The nurse kept telling me to hold my hands over my head, well I kept dosing back off because of the medicine and the Nurse kept snapping at me to keep my arms up and she kept moving my arms up. I could tell that she was very aggravated with me, but I really didn't care...LOL
The doctor finally came in the room around 2:30am to give me the results, and by this point I was very groggy and feeling pretty good. The doctor said that I have something called Pericarditis. It is infection and inflammation of the sac that surrounds the heart, usually brought on by a virus of the Pericardial sac that surrounds the heart. The doctor sent me home with a prescription for Percocet and Naproxen. Percocet for the pain, and Naproxen to get rid of the inflammation. I have never heard of Pericarditis; therefore I really do not know how serious it is. I have no idea if it goes away and never comes back, or if it will come back and me needing to continue medication. I have a follow up visit with my normal physician on Monday so hopefully she will be able to answer all of my questions.
We got home after 3:00 in the morning and Trish had to be up at like 5:45 to get ready for work.
The doctor ordered me to rest and to be off work for 5 days....I am assuming that he means 5 consecutive days and not just Monday - Friday. I hated calling into work today because I know there was a lot to do and my Boss is on vacation starting tomorrow, and I hated to put my work load on her too. I am not going to be at work tomorrow either, because I am taking the doctors orders seriously and getting some rest. I even asked the Doctor if I was allowed to work from home, and he said sure if I wanted to see him back in the hospital next week. I don't like going to the Hospital so I am going to do my best to get rest and take my medicine.
We couldn't find a pharmacy open at 3:00 this morning, so I had to wait until today to get my prescription filled. I was kind of worried because Trish doesn't normally get off work until like 3:30pm, and I didn't know if I could wait that long for my medicine. I woke up shortly after 8 this morning and I still had pain in my chest and it hurt to breath. I tried getting a hold of my Mom so that she could fill my prescriptions and I couldn't a hold of her. I didn't want to go get the medicine myself because I still felt groggy and it exhausted me just to get up and walk to the other side of the room because of my chest hurting; therefore I didn't think that the greatest idea would be to drive my car. Trish called me at like 9:00 this morning to tell me that work was slow and that she was given the option of getting off at 12:00 and that she would be able to get my prescriptions filled. My Mom then finally called me back and her and my brother were going to come over to check on me. I asked my Mom to pick up my prescriptions so that Trish could come home and get some sleep since she we didn't get home until after 3 in the morning. Meanwhile Christy from work called me because she had heard that I had been to the hospital and didn't have my prescription filled from my Boss Lyn. Christy offered to go pick up my medicine for me. I was very touched that Christy offered to do that for me. I thanked her and told her that I should have my prescription filled soon.
I still have a pain in my chest and it hurts when I breath in deeply. I am due for some more medicine here in a few minutes so hopefully that will help to knock me on my butt so that I can get some sleep.
Wow for never blogging this seems to be a pretty long one. Thanks to anyone who was patient enough to read all of my ranting. Comments are definitely appreciated.