Been a while since I made a post spent ages bashing my usual ramblings and it all disappeared so hope it dont pop up twice.
Been involved in the tramping the streets for this years UK local council elections.
Though I cant seem to do as much as I once did and a little anxiety creps in when I get a touch of the flutters, Getting a doubling anxious about results night on Thursday - it’s a long day - up at 7 and probably not home before 2 am. I know as the votes pile up (or don’t ) the heart rate will go into overdrive my worry is what if the electrics go hay wire and this time things don’t come back down .
Its been quite a challenging few weeks which began with a consultation with the kung man and the heart man a week later. The respiratory man was very thorough and I got bak home to a message to ring the hospital and was told that they had booked an echogram for the tum in a few days time which got me all of a doo dah. Nothing was found not even my spleen or pancreas - I assume I do have one of each,
The heart specialist from Papworth decided that repair work to the heart valve was a not necessary which I suppose is some comfort and he reckons the symptoms can be controlled with the current medication and cardio-versions as when needed to control the heart rate when it goes really bananas – hmph ! (I had a CV late October) No mention of ablations or the like though
It got me thinking that the build up to the various visits got me really worried and the imagination is in danger of taking over and we all ned that bit of help and a chat to get things into the right perspective ,