Four hours in the Er, some tranquelizers, an EKG, and blood work. Oh my!

So guess where I spent 4 hours tonight?

In the emergency room. Because my heart was racing and my chest, neck, and cheeks were numb.

During my stay I learned the following about myself:

1. I can not under ANY circumstances drink caffeine. At all. It turns out that it, combined with a few other factors (that I'll talk about below), are very bad for my poor heart.

2. I'm very pleasant when I don't feel good. I walked into the ER with my mom and I asked nicely what to do because I felt like my heart would pop out of my chest at any second. The nurses liked me.

3. I forget to say stuff to the doctor when he asks what is wrong with me. Example: He said, "Does your heart race often?" and I said, "No". My mom chimed in, "Actually, it's happened a few times this week and a few more times before that."

Doctor: Did you have surgery recently?
Me: No.
My Mom: Well, actually...

4. It turns out that one of the leading causes of my "palpatations" as the doctors called them is stress. Do I know stress? OH HECK YES. See my previous post if you don't believe me. So he told me that I need to lay low for a few days, take some Ativan if the palpatations come back and NEVER drink caffeine again.

Ok.

5. The EKG that I had (twice!) showed that my heart is in a weird position. It's turned ... or something. Whatever.


Funny story... he asked if I drink, ever. I said no. He asked if I smoke, I said no. He asked if I do any type of drugs and, again, I said no. I don't think he believed me because he said, "Wow, that's a pretty healthy lifestyle you have." I wanted to say, "Oh, I don't drink or smoke or do cocaine because I know better. I'm Mormon."

But I'm not that pretentious.

Or am I?