I wolk up this morning feeling like a train wreck. I had to ride my bike to the Espy to collect my car, then go home, shower and go to work.
On the way into work I dropped into the chemist to get something as I still had really bad indigestion and my arm was feeling very heavy, like I had slept on it wrong. The chemist started working me up a little saying those symptoms were a bad combination so by the time I got into work I was a bit of a wreck.
Once all the staff were in and sessions had been started I called a girl I work with to see if she could come in early so I could go and see a doctor, I felt something was very wrong and I was very uncomfortable, as the medication I got from the chemist hadn’t worked. I was texting Lou back and forth, she was feeling rough too and I told her about how I felt.
I took things quite easy and when Sarah came in I went to see a doctor…feeling a little silly, but I wanted it checked out as the indigestion has been a problem for months. He took me seriously, did a Electrocardiogram (ECG) then some bloods, reviewed everything and told me he would get back to me with my blood tests.
When I left I crashed in front of the TV and was wolken up by the Doctor’s office telling me they got the results of my blood work and they wanted me to go to the Hospital to have things checked out. Lou came and got me straight away and we dropped by the Doctor’s office to get a paper with my results and she drove me to the Alfred.
When I walked in I saw a huge room full of people waiting at A&E, the woman at the counter was quite shocked with what she read from my results and called someone immediately saying that I had walked in and was in no pain. They admitted me immediately, did another ECG, took more blood, put me on a drip, gave me tablets and the doctor told me I had had a little heart attack. Little did I know that Lou knew this already, she had called a friend who had told her what the results meant and she had kept me so calm all this time.
At first I laughed at the Doctor, then I cried, but the nurses and everyone were excellent and keeping me informed and telling me what was happening. Ruth came down to see me, Lou went off to work and Brydie came down just before I was taken to my ward.
All night I was monitored by a sweet guy called Mick, I was scared but felt very safe.