I wake up suddenly, I look at the time, it says 2am, I touch my chest, I feel my heart racing.
I think, “oh dear, not again.” I look around, and then just start praying and asking God to stop my heart from beating so fast.
I wait, “no that didn’t work,” I think quietly, “well at least not yet.”
I get off the bed and start pacing the floor, I leave the light off, I feel the carpet underneath my feet, then suddenly, I stub my toe on the desk chair. I scream quietly, so I don’t scare my roommate awake. I think, “great not only is my heart beating out of control, but now I’ve probably broken my toe.”
Oh how embarrassing, if I have to call the paramedics. I have a broken toe, and I’ve gone into A-fib. So, I limp painfully holding my chest, into the living room and sit on the couch.
I look at my roommates door, and think. “I know, she’s fast asleep.” I get up again, hoping she will be up.
I knock and peek in, I see the reflection of the TV on her and she’s of course fast asleep. I think, “I have to be a soldier, I have to ride this out until it’s a decent hour.” Then suddenly, I hear in my head, the doctor’s voice from the last time I was A-fib. “Don’t wait if it happens again, call an ambulance.”
So let’s see, to add to my toe, and my heart, I now hear voices in my head? Wow, I’m truly, a piece of work, and it’s 3 am. So, I’m thinking, “am I going to do what the doctor said, or risk having a stroke, or heart attack?” I finally decide, at 3:20 am, to call the ambulance. It took 1 hour and 20 minutes and soldier status GONE.
So, diagnosis just A-fib, no heart attack, or stroke, but I sprained my big toe. Oh, and that voice in my head? Was just the voice of reason. Shazza ~ Musings&Rants