Went to see the hospital cardio specialist today – he says I may not have angina after all. My heart is fine, my blood pressure’s exactly what it should be, my blood tests OK, I’m not getting typical angina symptoms of chest pains (just the pains in one arm, which he didn’t see as significant.)
“So why do I keep getting breathless? Why don’t I have any energy? Why do I get exhausted from just sweeping the bloody floor?” I wanted to know.
He was honest enough to say that he didn’t know. “We must try to find out.” So I’ll be going back for more bloody tests. Blahhh. Bloody Neptune, I suppose…..
One of two other things have been happening to make me feel not very good about myself. It’s times like these I really need a good friend to tell me how stupid I’m being and give me a kick in the behind for it.
And it’s dark and raining. No moon to look at, no stars. It’s just gone 9pm now, and it will be at least another ten hours before I see any light at all outside. There’s buggerall on the TV to watch, i don’t feel like reading….
I just feel blahhhhh….