for WPW Syndrome. One of the lesser forms of AF as far as I can see quite frankly. There are people in this Community who are severely incapacitated by their far worse ailments. I know as I've read your stories and I really feel for you. I am very lucky in comparison!
Why do I say that? Well, apart from a single isolated incident six months ago, I have no symptoms, unlike most of the people who post on this site. I am fit, feeling great and generally in a good place - or at least I was until two days ago. I might have actually not even bothered to do anything about my "turn" but because I am a now a school bus driver, I thought I should get it checked out. That was last October and since then my life has completely changed - and not necessarily for the worse either.
Because I had an episode where I felt faint and dizzy, I had my driving license revoked while it was being investigated. Quite right as well. I have been on sick leave ever since - but I have invested in the time given to me.
I decided for the first time to seriously change my life style. I've lost over two and a half stone, cut back drastically on the booze, started running and exercise every day. It's been hard, very hard at times but it's paid dividends. I did the C25K programme (another Community on HealthUnlocked) I now walk and/or run between 10 to 12 kilometers every day. The last time I felt this fit was in my twenties (I'm 62 now) and was pretty pleased with myself. In fact, I'm the healthiest person I know at the moment! Or I was.
On Wednesday, I got told I wasn't healthy. I actually have a condition which could be life-threatening. I have been told I need to have an invasive procedure (ablation) to make me better - and until then - and perhaps afterwards as well, I'm going to have to take beta-blockers that some people in this Community describe as a living death. All to sort out something that I didn't know I had for 62 years and doesn't affect me on a day to day basis at all.
On Wednesday afternoon when I was diagnosed, I was in denial. Quite frankly I think that they could have told me I had anything, I just wanted to get out of the hospital. I even felt quite emboldened that I'd gone through a procedure that had been worrying me for over four months.
The next day I felt miserable, tired and confused. I decided to try and make the experience something positive and posted what had happened to me on this site as I hadn't been able to find out much about the testing procedure anywhere else. It did some good but it wasn't a great day.
Today? Today I feel angry. I feel angry that I'm going to have to start taking drugs that could well undo all that hard work I've put in over the last the six months (lethargy & breathlessness sound familiar?) . I feel angry that I'm going to be asked to undergo a medical procedure (which quite frankly I'm terrified of) to fix a problem that I wasn't even aware I had. And last but not least, I feel angry that I feel like this when most of you have much worse problems to sort out.
Before I semi-retired I was a professional IT consultant. I respected the other professionals I associated with and took their advice and vice versa. I have always applied and lived my life through logic. I deeply respect the doctors and cardiologists I have met and have always taken their advice. I am "Mr Logic" but today I want to tell them to stick their drugs where the sun doesn't shine and postpone any medical procedures indefinitely. Mr Emotion is in firm control.
Sorry, rant over and thanks for reading it. Perhaps I need a Psychiatrist not a Cardiologist?