Another Tough Weekend

I feel like weekends are out to get me.  Or to be more exact, Thursday through Sunday.  Half the week is out to make me suffer.

First it was that yucky cold I had a couple weekends back.  You remember, when Michael had his wisdom teeth pulled and Evie was sick too?  I thought that weekend was bad.

My body and half the week are teaming up to make my life suck.

I started getting heart palpitations in high school.   I didn't say anything right away because they were always fleeting--lasting only a few seconds--and I didn't want to seem like a crazy person.  Plus they were easy to dismiss because they lasted for barely a blink of an eye and didn't happen again for awhile.  It was almost as if I had conjured them up.

A couple years ago, my mom was diagnosed with some heart problems, and I finally told someone what had been happening.  It still wasn't a big deal, and no doctor I mentioned it to seemed to worry about it.  They are common enough and often mean nothing.

During my pregnancy they got worse--occurring much more frequently--and finally this year, after realizing just how many people in my family have heart conditions, my doctor advised that I be seen by a cardiologist before I try to get pregnant again.  Just to make sure my heart could take another pregnancy.

Seven months later, and I still haven't seen a cardiologist.  Partly because of moving and dealing with Tricare.  Mostly because I'm just chicken.

After this weekend though, I have an appointment.

Since Wednesday night, I've been getting heart palpitations much more often.  More than a couple an hour, often.  Every few minutes, often.  They happen more at night when I'm trying to sleep.  And in the morning, I wake up feeling like I've run a marathon.

Absolutely not cool.

I had an EKG on Friday morning but nothing showed up.  No surprise since I didn't have a palpitation during the test.  And I didn't have any chest congestion so it's not just a cold that makes my chest ache all day long.

So next Friday I see a cardiologist.  They'll give me a machine to wear for a day to two to try and catch the palpitations.  But I won't be satisfied until I have an Echo.  After all this time, I need proof of what is going on.  Or what isn't.

Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease nothing be wrong.  I want to just be one of those cool people that get heart palpitations for absolutely no reason at all. 

So if I don't post often in the next couple of weeks, you know the reason.  I'm not feeling very enthusiastic right now.  Trying to keep myself busy so I don't worry.  Which means I may be posting every day to eat up time or I may be too busy to come on at all.  You've been warned.  :)