Yesterday I had an appointment with a cardiologist regarding the irregularities that showed up on my EKG before I had a procedure done back in February. I saw the anesthesiologist circling things on it, but he brushed off my questions. My nurse practitioner didn't see it until she called the hospital asking for it last week after I asked about it at my appointment. She wasn't very happy they hadn't sent it to her.
The EKG showed signs of a heart attack. He also heard signs of a leaky valve. I'm going in for more tests next week, and feeling very old. I'm not sharing this information with very many people. My peer group knows, as I sent out an email requesting prayers. Far Away Sister knows. I've told Sister very little. She gets very anxious, and I don't want her worrying (and driving me crazy). I told her my hiatal hernia was causing my shortness of breath when I work in the garden. (He did raise that as a possibility.) I said I'm having additional tests just to be safe (also true).
Yesterday I was pondering the toll of stress on my body over the years. I didn't fully recognize how stressful it was raising Daughter until after she moved out. I also know I have neglected my own health. I fear my life just got more complicated.