Before my birthday, December, Darwin and I came down with a bad virus. they said at one point that Darwin could lose his sight. I’m happy to say his sight is fine. Being so wrapped up in worry for him I muddled through until 23rd December when I made an emergency appointment as my chest hurt and my heart felt wrong, and I was dizzy and falling over.
Between Christmas and New Year I collapsed whilst out in town and was taken to hospital.
I’ve been in a fight with the NHS these past four months with chest pains and a heart beat that skips constantly and then gave a double beat. We have had my mum living with us for over two months because my heart started giving bigemini beats every single beat, which causes me to black out, collapse and start to fit. And I couldn’t be left alone with my child as I’ve been a danger to him. My life has been a bit of a personal hell not just for me, but Russell, my child, my mother. They’ve all been amazing, though.
But recently the effects have lessened. The bigemini has calmed. I’ve not passed out in weeks. I’ve finally got the result of my scans and five day traces. My heart is strong. In pregnancy apparently the heart calves change behaviour to accommodate the extra supply, and change back after. Mine have taken longer than usual and the virus affected my heart and kicked off tge arrhythmia. We’ve been waiting these four months to see if it is symptomatic of something worse.
Finally we know it’s not. It’s both improving and will eventually disappear, and manageable in the meantime with meds. The pain is gone, too.
My head is still not right and I have terrible head pain and vertigo and a new fight to get that looked at, as I can’t look down (to knit, right! Or okay trains with my little guy), and that fight started today. (False start because my doctor is a dick), but we’ll get there.
A yay, after a long, scary time. Still a ways to go, but we are getting there.
Zardoz said in my 40th birthday that it was all heart attacks from here. Thanks, Z!! Next time predict something less terrifying, yeah?
And I know a lot of folks here have been mega supportive to me on social media and such. Thanks everyone. It’s been amazingly difficult for us to keep our heads up during this whole year, but you’ve really made ALL the difference these past few months between me losing all hope and just having that spark of faith.
And gosh, I know she won’t read this, but my Ma has been just amazing.