I had a not so good day. Had almost no sleep, then I had to be at teh hospital at an absolutely obscene hour for some tests. Cardiac stress tests, etc, to assess whether or not Im okayed for surgery next week. Upshot is- probably not. Stuff was sort of inconclusive, and theyre concerned because of the higher risk of stroke due to teh a-fib. Theyve put a 30-day incident monitor on me to see what is going on and get a better idea if Im stable enough to be put under. I am NOT HAPPY about this. Nothing like being told you have a mass to want to GET IT OUT OF THERE. But if they dont think Im strong and stable enough to do it... After going through all of this I just want to get it over with. So Im having really mixed feelings about it all. And I cried all the way home. And in teh insult on injury category, I gained another 6 pounds this week. Ive had to dig out my fat clothes. VERY NOT HAPPY. Dr says stress, weird diet because of teh heat, med changes, inactivity because of my knee, have all come to teh perfect storm thing and raised my cortisol and messed with my metabolism. Whatever. I feel like a cow. Ill be talking to the cardiologist in a couple of days to see what his (temporary) verdict is. And then to undo all of teh friggin arrangements Ive spent teh past few days doing. Still have to get teh surgery eventually. And likely on knee also. I am SO SICK of being sick and broken. I cant do stuff I want to do, and Im just miserable. So I have to apologize in advance- Im likely to be very cranky and whiny in the immediate future, if not for some time to come.
Posted on: Thu, 14 Aug 2014 07:23:39 +0000
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