I don’t have to go on the cart.
Dear friends, family, co-workers, and well wishers: The rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated.
Thank you that is all.
Alright, so there is more than that. The story plays out like this.
I have recently recovered from the H1N1 (Swine Flu) virus. Monday of this week I developed the most dreaded of complaints, “Chest Pain”. I came home after work, showered and sat down to relax. Before you
attack me for putting it off, the pain in my chest was only a “one” on a scale of one to ten. A few hours later the pain had escalated to a “four”, and no amount of relaxation or denial was helping the
situation.
In response, I packed up my laptop and a book and made off to the hospital. (I go nowhere without my laptop). During the drive the level of pain increased to a “seven” and it became difficult to breathe. When we arrived at the emergency room, I was already light headed, and when I stood up out of the car the world took a spin and the planet leaped up from it’s normal place beneath my feet and without provocation, stuck me in the head.
When I came to, I was surrounded by two EMT guys and Dara, who helped me into a wheelchair and wheeled me into the ER.
At this point, the chest pain continued to increase so I was introduced to the wonders of opiate based intravenous medication.
Shortly, the world became much more fuzzy and although I was still in pain I was not too concerned about it.
Several blood tests and a 36 hour observation later It was determined that I had not suffered a heart attack.
I have been released from the hospital.
Although I still have chest pain, it is very minor (Between a “two and four”) and I am going to the doctor’s tomorrow for more tests.
I am convinced that my shortness of breath is simply from the chest pain and the chest pain comes from constant coughing during the flu I have recently recovered from.
So in short,
I don’t have to go on the cart.
I feel happy, I feel happy!
I think Ill go for a walk.
~Dan