Well, That Was Fun… Not.

Friday was interesting. I knew it wasn’t going to be worth anything when it first started though.  I just woke up with a feeling of “Screw this day. Where’s Saturday?”

Nice little bit of foreshadowing that was.

I made it through the morning mostly unscathed.  During my hour long break between classes I did some outlining for my next book, and ate pita chips. It was fine.  Time to go to class came around, and I went up the one little measly flight of stairs (in the building I was already in) to get to class.

That’s when everything just went to hell.

I take these same stairs three times a week. I take the stairs in another building three times a week. Never had a problem with them before.  Until Friday.

I got up those stairs and I couldn’t catch my breath. That was the first time I’ve ever even been out of breath taking them!

I think to myself,Ok, maybe I just went up too fast, got dizzy. This isn’t a big deal.  But, a few minutes passed, and I still couldn’t catch my breath, still felt light headed, still felt dizzy. Then the pain in my chest started.


At this point, I’m still thinking nothing is really happening.  I just need to sit down.  So, I’m able to go in the classroom and sit down, but I still can’t really catch my breath, and now my chest just feels tight.  After a few minutes, it finally passes.

But then it happens again, while I’m sitting down.  Just… sitting and taking notes. Not exactly strenuous stuff.

And then it keeps happening, every ten minutes or so, and I’m just sitting in class trying not to freak out.

As soon as class lets out, I call the Student Health Center, and of course, they’re like : GO TO THE ER RIGHT NOW.


Because I’m really thinking that there’s no problem, I’m just being paranoid.  I wasn’t running to the emergency room for nothing.

So, I head to my next class, because I don’t wanna miss anything important (I’m so smart.  Look at how smart I am. Not.) The two buildings are like… less than 100 feet away from each other.  Again, I’m out of breath by the time I get there. I see my professor, explain what happened, and she’s like… you’re not about to die in my classroom, come on.  So she makes me take an aspirin in case I’m having a heart attack, and INSISTS on calling campus police to take me over to Student Health.

How… about… let’s… not?

I convince her that I’m ok enough to walk to my car (which is honestly quite a distance away, but I think I’ll be ok) and drive myself to Student Health.  I finally convince her of that fact, and get left alone, so I can just go.  And I do.  I make it to my car with no issues, and I honestly consider just going home and laying down.  But the small part of me that has common sense decided to go and least see the people at Student Health.

So, for the next hour, I get tested and poked and prodded. EKGs, blood tests, xrays, and by blood pressure checked about two zillion times.

And then I get sent to the ER, because the xray showed that I have an enlarged heart, and my blood pressure is too high for someone my age, and, great news, the EKG results indicate that I may have blood clots in my lungs.


I ask if I can go home first, because husband and kids, and they reluctantly agree, after I PROMISE that I’ll go to the ER soon.

Y’all, I wasn’t going.  Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope. I wasn’t gonna do it.

But then I got home and Byron was like…. we’re definitely gonna do it.

So, another EKG, more blood tests, heart monitors for two hours… and I left with a prescription for an inhaler.

I don’t freaking have asthma, but ok bored ER doctor.

So, final results were no blood clots, but the high blood pressure and fat heart remain.  I’m also waiting on blood test results for possible thyroid issues, but I don’t really think that’s gonna be an issue. Because I’m so scientific. I was also warned that whatever happened could have been stress related,  which… duh! I have a crap ton of stuff going on, yeah, I’m stressed.  But I guess that’s not good. (I guess)

Anyway, I’ve gotta lose weight.  I really didn’t think I was ‘big enough’ for weight related health issues, being a size 16, but OBVIOUSLY I was wrong about that.  I need to lose like… 60 pounds.

So… no more ice cream and cookies and cakes and bread.  I’ve got another appointment with the school dietitian, and I already have a fitness plan to start, so here we go again. For real this time. Because I don’t really have a choice anymore, do I?

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J.L. Campbell
7 years ago

Sorry to hear about all you’ve been through. In everything there are positives. I’m thinking that it’s good you got these signs that something is wrong. Some never get a warning. Have a great weekend.

Dahlia Savage
7 years ago

I know how challenging this can be, especially when life is so busy, but we’ve got to take care of ourselves(yes, I’m also talking to myself)…I hope you are taking it easy. Blood pressure issues are no joke!

7 years ago

You gotta get it done chicky

7 years ago

The game has changed. Please take care of yourself.

Disco Diva
7 years ago

Glad to see you are ok…but ma’am…it was your heart! You should have immediately gone to the ER! You need to think about how in the plane, they tell you to take care of yourself first before others.

7 years ago

Yes. Now. The game HAS changed. Time for self!!

7 years ago

I’m so sorry that you had gone through that, but I’m glad that you did go to the ER and got checked out in the end. The last thing anyone wants to happen is you getting sick and really falling out! Take care of yourself! I know it’s easier said than done, but one day at a time 🙂

7 years ago

How scary! Glad you have an action plan and wishing you good health.

7 years ago

You can do it. Just remember: you want to see your babies grow up. #theend

7 years ago

There’s a reason why they tell you to put your mask on first before you help someone else in the event of plane troubles.

In other words…you have to take care of yourself first and foremost before worrying about everyone else.

I hope you’re feeling better…and consider taking the steps necessary to be a healthier you!

7 years ago

Oh my gosh child I know that was super scary for you and your family. Im sorry you had to go through that but glad you got the information you did. Better late than never. Now get better!

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