Hiccups

Tonight was the scariest night of my life.  After three days of a tightened feeling in my chest, difficulty breathing, and light headedness, my father convinced me to go to the ER.  "Summer, those are symptoms of a heart attack in women..."

Husby flew us to St. Francis, I don't remember Husby carrying me into the ER.  I collapsed trying to breathlessly explain to the nurse lady at the desk what was wrong.  "Chest.....hurts....heart....attack...numb...ow"

I looked down at my hands in my wheelchair and I realized they started spasaming and doing weird things that I had no control over.  My feet were completely numb.  I COULDN'T FEEL MY FACE.  I looked up at Husby and screamed as loud as my flustered, numb, stupefied face could scream "I can't feel anything.  I'm having a stroke!!!" IT sounded like I had been hit in the face with a frozen fish.   I blacked out before I had to opportunity to cherish his reaction.

Obviously they escorted us back behind the solemn, creepy, uncomforting doors into a triage room.  I am hysterical thinking I will never see my children again, my husband can only rub the edge of my foot to comfort me because there are 4 people surrounding a screaming, flailing ME....

One IV, oxygen nose thingy, and lorazepam drip later, I am conscious and semi-coherent.  (Lorazepam is quite the 'relaxer', LET me tell ya!)

I am able to answer all of these questions for the nurse.  I have an EKG done.  An MRI.  A chest x-ray.  I am tested for everything under the sun.  Did I have a heart attack?  Was that a stroke in the admissions area?  Am I paralyzed?

Dear friends.  None of those catastrophic medical diagnosis made my chart.  (Praise GOD!)  After talking to the ER Doctor we have concluded this:  Monday is when I noticed a shortness of breath.  It progressively got worse over the next three days.  Then my 'super NON medical' parents convince me to chug aspirin and high tail it to the ER, leaving me with the feelings of death and anxiety not even measurable on a chart.

What started the shortness of breath?  Muscle spasms.  Muscle spasms?  Hiccups to be exact.  THIS GIRL shoved her food in her face too fast at lunch with her parents (that's tomorrow's blog!) and got the hiccups over hush puppies and sauteed scallops.

As I am being discharged from the ER the sweet nurse says, NO LIE, "Bless your heart you were so worried!  And all of this over a few little hiccups!"  Gee thanks.  That's. Awesome.

Tell me,
How was your evening?

Husby is still laughing at me...
xoxo Summer