Atrial Fibrillation (AFib) Support Group
Atrial fibrillation (AF or afib) is an abnormal heart rhythm (cardiac arrhythmia) which involves the two small, upper heart chambers (the atria). Heart beats in a normal heart begin after electricity generated in the atria by the sinoatrial node spread through the heart and cause contraction of the heart muscle and pumping of blood.
Howdy you all,
Almost didn't write this, was busy trying to catch up with so many posts. Looks like it's been busy over here.
So, you all know I was "stressing" over the stress test. And guess what? It was awful and horrible. Bet you thought I was going to say it wasn't bad, right?
I have no idea why they say to wear comfortable clothing, since really why don't they just say wear comfy clothes on the bottom half, the top won't matter. So, then she lays me down on my back and hooks me up and proceeeds to do whatever she's doing. Then I have to roll on m left side and dang, it hurt a lot the way she kept shoving that thing into chest. Out of pain I said, ouch, and she chastised me saying she had to find a "window." Well, hell, I wanted to tell her what to do. I was already scared you know what less, and then she puts me into pain? And gets mad?
Well, finally, the Pa comes in and puts me on the treadmill. Well, that was a pain, no idea how long it would last, they wouldn't tell me. and they talked to me constantly which made it that much harder, and then I had to try to hold on to the darn bar since they needed my left arm to get my BP. She kept asking me after a while, (while almost running uphill) if I could go 30 more seconds. Well, fool that I am, I said yeah. I thought I was okay. But then, finally I said no, and well, had no idea it would take her so long to stop that thing. I really wanted it to stop like five minutes ago.
Well, they didn't explain that I had to jump onto the table in like, one second, and I was just like trying to rest, get my breath, and she's yelling at me to get on the table, and I'm asking for oxygen. Then she got really pissed off and told me to hurry on the table. And I'm trying to tell her that I'm going to pass out. I say trying. Well, she grabs me, pushes me onto the table, and I'm thinking I'm going to die right there. So, anyway, she pokes that darn thing back into my ribs as hard as she can, (wanted to hit her) and I just lay there, and finally got my breath back.
So, the good news, no afib detected. Same with my holter monitor they detected no afib. Although how accurate is that? I mean, what if I got afib for two hours, but not while they were doing their tests.
Anyway, just wanted to tell you all I made it through and I hope I don't have to do that for a long time.
Almost didn't write this, was busy trying to catch up with so many posts. Looks like it's been busy over here.
So, you all know I was "stressing" over the stress test. And guess what? It was awful and horrible. Bet you thought I was going to say it wasn't bad, right?
I have no idea why they say to wear comfortable clothing, since really why don't they just say wear comfy clothes on the bottom half, the top won't matter. So, then she lays me down on my back and hooks me up and proceeeds to do whatever she's doing. Then I have to roll on m left side and dang, it hurt a lot the way she kept shoving that thing into chest. Out of pain I said, ouch, and she chastised me saying she had to find a "window." Well, hell, I wanted to tell her what to do. I was already scared you know what less, and then she puts me into pain? And gets mad?
Well, finally, the Pa comes in and puts me on the treadmill. Well, that was a pain, no idea how long it would last, they wouldn't tell me. and they talked to me constantly which made it that much harder, and then I had to try to hold on to the darn bar since they needed my left arm to get my BP. She kept asking me after a while, (while almost running uphill) if I could go 30 more seconds. Well, fool that I am, I said yeah. I thought I was okay. But then, finally I said no, and well, had no idea it would take her so long to stop that thing. I really wanted it to stop like five minutes ago.
Well, they didn't explain that I had to jump onto the table in like, one second, and I was just like trying to rest, get my breath, and she's yelling at me to get on the table, and I'm asking for oxygen. Then she got really pissed off and told me to hurry on the table. And I'm trying to tell her that I'm going to pass out. I say trying. Well, she grabs me, pushes me onto the table, and I'm thinking I'm going to die right there. So, anyway, she pokes that darn thing back into my ribs as hard as she can, (wanted to hit her) and I just lay there, and finally got my breath back.
So, the good news, no afib detected. Same with my holter monitor they detected no afib. Although how accurate is that? I mean, what if I got afib for two hours, but not while they were doing their tests.
Anyway, just wanted to tell you all I made it through and I hope I don't have to do that for a long time.
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My 6mo twin DD's are EBF and just started rice cereal on the first. Everything has been going fine except this morning one of them had a diaper rash (lots of redness around her anus). I read this as one of the signs of an allergy. BUT I did just buy a different brand diaper yesterday (which they have used randomly before w/no issues). Do you think its the cereal or the diaper? Im ready to start...
I hope I didn't scare you off. Good luck on your test tomorrow, I'll think about you and hope it all goes well. Let us know.
I hate when I feel vulnerable and scared and then someone treats you like that. It's not in my nature to be that way so I don't get it. Even if it's a person I don't care for, my heart and compassion would always win me over. I think people who deal with others like that need to have some type of compassion. My daughter tries to act tough sometimes to shield herself in her job, but I've seen her cry over some of her patients. She is an EMT. She doesn't always get to hear the end results of her transports.
Yes, some people just get into the wrong profession, and then can't afford to get out of it even if they want to.
I went for a chemical stress test recently. I can't do the treadmill as I am disabled It was scary and felt weird and took much longer than I had expected it to take, but what made it better is that the two women who administered the test treated me so kindly, almost as if I was a scared child (not far off). They made the test bearable.
While I was waiting to get my test, I think before they injected me with the radioactive stuff, someone in an adjoining room had to be taken to the ER. All I heard was a commotion and them screaming to get the doctor. I was scared to begin with but that almost made me walk out of the place! But I stuck it out and the bottom line, my heart has no blockages and is structurally OK. I just hope I don't have to have another one of those soon! lol