I'm just out of hospital (Thurs) after spending 6 days there with my pulse racing up to 160bpm and an irregular rate. You may remember that I had a 6hr ablation at the end of June this year. Well, I've now been diagnosed as having AF and atrial flutter. It was the worst period I've ever experienced. I rang the emergency doctor last Saturday afternoon and an ambulance was sent for me. I was admitted from A+E into the emergency temporary ward in about 2 hrs - the fastest time ever and I stayed there for 2 nights and was well looked after. I was immediately put back on the drugs I had taken before my ablation, amiodarone, and warfarin, plus digoxin. Then I was transferred onto the general cardiology ward on Monday afternoon, well it was like going into a mental health unit and I was terrified!! Two elderly ladies in the room were confused and wandered and the one across from me proceeded to tell me her (and her family's) life history in great detail!! I was planning to discharge myself next day, but was persuaded by my family not to. The ward was older than the one I went into just before last Christmas and had what I would call basic facilities. At one point all the patients on the whole ward were sharing one shower. The curtains at my window were about 8 ins too short and barely fitted across, one day the sunlight was flickering through trees and because I couldn't shut it out completely it gave me a migraine. Throughout all this my heart refused to calm down - no wonder really is it!
I was fitted with a portable heart monitor which had a blank screen so that patients didn't get stressed from seeing their pulse rate. Well, I knew which button to press to see this, so I could sometimes have a sneaky look. I was really surprised on Thursday morning when they told me I could go home saying my pulse had gone down to 80, the monitor showed it at 135. I was confused, but the delight of being released kept me quiet and I thought that they knew best. Since being home my pulse has been up and down, mostly up in the 140's and I feel quite dizzy when I move around. I'm going to try and sit it out like so many of you on this site do, but I live on my own and am feeling really low right now. I have friends who would come and be with me, but I need the peace of being on my own. So fed up with it all.