Last night, I was listening to my husband recap the ENTIRE “Breaking Bad” series in his own words.
I suddenly got a very sharp chest pain, right behind my sternum, that radiated to my back.
It felt like someone ran me through with a hot poker.
I also felt nauseous, couldn’t breathe and my throat felt like there was a lump in it.
I was a bad nurse, and three weeks ago I elected to take myself off of my blood pressure medications (because I was feeling pretty good and was starting to “bottom out”).
Well, last night my bp was 160/110. Manual. Yes, I checked it mysef (after my husband freaked when he saw 160/100 the first time).
I had my husband dig through the closet to find some old bp meds. I also took some heart burn medication and benedryl.
The pain eventually subsided after an hour or so and I conked out.
I didn’t go to the ER because I’m poor and have no insurance.
This morning I woke up with elevated bp and feeling like hell.
So I saw my doc, and the EKG showed that it wasn’t a heart attack. She is calling it an “esophageal spasm”.
FML.
But I’m thrilled I didn’t have a heart attack at age 31.
And I am now back on my blood pressure meds. Someday I will learn to be a good patient.
true life is stranger than fiction.. 