Yesterday was scary. In fact, an eye opener to my health. I went to bed Friday night with this pain in my chest that went through to my back. I tried not to think about it as I drifted off to sleep. I woke up at 5am Saturday morning... still don't know why I awoke, but I couldn't go back to sleep. I decided to get out in the garden and weed... best time considering how hot it has been lately on the eastern seaboard. I cam back inside around 6, gave the kids sippies, and sat down... my chest started hurting again... so I looked up symptons of a heart attack. I had 3 of the warning signs. My jaw felt differently, pain in my chest, and in my back. Talk about terrified...
Doug came out around 7 and said, wth? What are you doing up today? (Saturdays are my day off... he is suppose to be up with the kids) So I told him how I felt going to bed and thie pain was still there on/off this morning. Anyways, after him trying to talk me into the doctor I convinced him to get started putting the trampoline together (we bought that friday afternoon... BEFORE we realized I had skipped paying a months car payment.. ugh.) before it gets too dang hot out. He took the kids out with him, and I stayed inside. I eventually went out to take some photos and ended up helping. I think the hardest part was getting the bouncy part centered and lined up evenly all the way around.. we eventually got it centered and all the springs hooked up. Then came the surrounding piece. We have 3/4 of the trampoline together.
We came in for a break from the heat and some lunch and started discussing Doug's first daughter, Amanda. Doug has never had contact with Amanda, and is now, after 15 years, considering bringing her into our home. This stresses me out to no end.. not just because she would be a new member of the family, but because she is currently in a treatment facility for hurting herself (cutting) hurting a student in another state (cutting with glass) and I'm scared for my family. Apparantly, she is a liar and manipulator (what teenager isn't, right?) but just all this bundled up into a teenager we don't know... scares me.
We have a happy home. A loving family. We respect one another, support one another, lift each other up... we are truly blessed.... I don't want one kid I've never met to come in and tear it all down.... so, this is just a sprinkling of what Doug and I have been talking about lately.. and evidently, something that causes me great stress.... which also causes MORE acid in your stomach.
back on topic....
Around noon I realized my chest was hurting regularly, and thought we should go in to urgent care at the hospital. They admitted right away, hooked me up for an EKG, put me on oxygen, took blood, did a chest x-ray (we were there 3 hours) and gave me a cocktail to drink the last 45 minutes there.... the doctor thankfully said there was no damage to my heart, no indicators that my heart was/is/has been in distress... I have what is called GERDS.
All I can say is thank the good Lord above... and how in the hell can you have heartburn or acid reflux withOUT FEEling it?????
Pray for my family... please!