Hello virtual world and real people. This is my journey. Grab a cuppa and chocolate finger or two if you intend to read to the end.
Wednesday began like any other. My eldest boy was home from college the younger two left for school. I hadn't felt myself all week but being a lupus sufferer I was quite used to low energy levels. Since before Christmas I had been suffering from shoulder pain. Now imagine the run up to Christmas in my house. Five children plus 2 extra my mum and my brother would join us for the big day. That's a lot of roast potatoes you know! So busy baking ,wrapping presents, shopping plus the humdrum of daily chores made me a busy bee. I went to see the gp as I was a little worried about chest pain now joining the shoulder pain. All was OK. That little lot put down to stress.
Christmas came and went.(fantastic time had by all and not a left over roastie in sight). The pain however remained. In fact got worse. Gp again same result. I had to go back the following week for blood tests. This was my first fright in awhile. I had quite severe pain in both shoulders,down my arm and right across my chest. My nurse swiftly attached me up for an ECG and called in the doctor. Stress was causing me a right ole riot this time. The doctor referred me to the heart clinic.
They were lovely the nurse I saw was so kind. She put my mind at rest again clear ECG. She thought because of the lupus I should have more tests just to be safe. A stress echo was booked for March. However I never made it to that test. Just a few weeks later I was suffering in silence thinking 'dam I wish this pain would ease up' it got much much worse so I called our trusty 111 service (who had helped me before). They decided I needed an ambulance. So I called my son down and passed him the phone.(I was by this point in much pain and quite breathless. Not knowing if I should hold together my chest or right shoulder. Either way wouldn't have helped but these thoughts fly through your mind). Back on ECG ,spray under tongue and aspirin given I was on my way to a&e. This day my heart did indeed break a little.