So, updates anyone? Not much...Dr. Lane's nurse called back and said that she had read the results from my sleep study, and that I'm being referred to Dr. Howard, a sleep specialist. She (the nurse) said that all she knows is that my O2 levels drop when I'm sleeping. Yeah, I already know that, hence the reason for the initial sleep study. All I can think about is how I'm soooooooo old before my time. I hate it. I thought that after surgery, I wouldn't have to worry so much. Especially since they said I wouldn't need more surgery (unless something drastic happens). In the meantime, I'm having up and down days...today is actually a down day. I hate the feeling that I can't walk across campus at school without feeling like I'm gonna drop dead. My text to David this morning: Everytime my chest hurts or there's a small discomfort, I get worried that I'm going to drop dead. I'm not exaggerating, I'm not being a drama queen, I'm legitimately scared.
I hate feeling this way, but I can't help it. I guess it just comes w the territory.
Anyway, I'm going to try to make myself feel better. I don't want to be Debbie Downer or pessimistic or whiny.
I am going to post a link to the American Heart Association's website:
And the Go Red for Women page:
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