Sunday, February 13, 2011

green bay wins...

                          
can it have been only a week ago?

and so Super Bowl Sunday has come and gone.  The Green Bay Packers carry the day! and your point is what?

it's funny how the loosely laid out plans for watching the big game on the big screen, maybe sucking down an adult beverage or three, all while ingesting some decidedly un- heart healthy snacks can in an instant be relegated to a "who gives a rat's ass about a football game?" level of un-importance.

that was the scenario on s.b.s.  as at last i dragged my lazy carcass out of bed as the sundial approached mid afternoon, the little woman casually said "i've been having chest pain since about 4:30." "what? why didn't you wake me?" "you were tired, you needed your rest."  the conversation quickly deteriorated from there. 

she has a remote heart history and a more recent GI history.  together we decided she would take the protonix she usually takes at bed time and a couple of "tums".  after giving them time to do their thing, the pain remained-- unchanged. "that's it, we're going to the emergency room."

to BSA emergency center, screening labs, an EKG, back to a room for a doc to see.  heart enzymes were drawn, nitro sublingual given. enzymes negative, that's good.  pain the same despite 2 nitro, not good.  CAT scan, with and without contrast, of legs and chest.  that too is negative. that's good!

so what the hell is wrong?  we left the emergency with a diagnosis of "chest pain of unknown origin" and with instructions to call the cardiologist, on monday,  for an appointment.

that's done. "forget the stress test, you need another heart cath." 

but what about the super bowl?  who gives a flying f*** about some stupid game when the mother of your children, the love of your life is having chest pain.

tomorrow, in this case valentine's day, is the first day of the rest of our lives. tomorrow, valentine's day, she's scheduled for heart cath.  depending on the findings, so goes the rest of next week.

life is what happens while you are making other plans. aio  

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