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So I am sitting on the couch at 7:30 and the wife comes downstairs and says I need to go to the hospital. I could tell she was in a lot of fucking distress. S

She has had pains and heart racing the last month and was on a monitor. This time the pain got intense and moved from front to back. She is not one to be a wimp and run to the doctor. And she keeps shit to herself so this was not good.

Of course they move slow as malasses. Take a bunch of tests and a chest x-ray, blah, blah, blah and see you in a fucking hour.

All the blood work comes in clear on the heart. That is good

Then waiting on the test for a possible blood clot. That one comes in at 512 and normal is 499

They were going to keep her overnight and do a stress test tomorrow so that when she goes to the scheduled cardioligist appt. next week he will have everything.

I am guessing this is a blood clot. Her oxygen is normal yet she coughs like an asthma attack.

So next step is a cat scan now since the blood test for a clot is iffy. And fucking of course it will be another 2 hour wait until they do that and then another hour or two for them to decide if she is ok on that or not.

A pulmonary embolism would explain a lot. One the one hand that would be a relief yet they are dangerous as hell if they break loose and go thru the heart.

So she told me to fucking go home and will call me in the middle of the night.

On a positive note at least she did this on an off night for hockey :D
 
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