Saturday, August 28, 2010
fix or not to fix
Treat or not to treat. Second opinion or no second opinion. New (big gun) drug or no big gun drug.
Take the Mac to the shop and hope for a repair or buy new since it's going on 5 years old and I have zilch space left on the darn thing (does anyone have a CLUE how to permanently delete photos from i-photo? this escapes me and Mr. Mac is miserly and wants to hold onto every.last.one.).
As for my irregularly beating heart- I go in and out of bigeminy (premature ventricular contraction-PVC- every other beat pictured above) with my rate sometimes 110 while doing this (keep in mind, my resting heart rate used to be high 50s), and am also now throwing premature atrial contractions (PACs) and sometimes they come as couplets or I'll have a PAC followed by a PVC then a normal beat. It is extremely exhausting. On the Holter, it showed I was tachycardic (fast heart rate) for the first 2 hours I was SLEEPING. ??
Doctor wanted to start me on an anti-arrhythmic. This is huge, and these drugs are usually reserved for life threatening arrhythmia. So, I'm just not sure about it after talking to my sister (who is a PA-C) and am seriously considering a second opinion from an electrophysiologist (specialized cardiologist that deals only with conduction abnormalities) in her city 2 hours from me. My doc was fine with me doing this. He doesn't know I'm not taking the second med he prescribed though. I mean- I'm young, too young for this, and there is no family history of these kind of electrical problems in our family. Like my sister said, what are we doing to find the cause?
I am convinced hormones exacerbate the problem, though this last month or so I haven't really had a good break (every day I deal with it, when I used to have good days and bad days).
And now, having hoped for a down weekend with no obligations- I've got to haul my Mac 1.5 hours to be looked at and hopefully fixed. Sucker was running so hot (as another sister would say- "hot as fire"), so I am thinking the fan is out. Not to mention... uhm... I have almost no hard drive space left. I need more room!- like flux capacitor size people! Or something.
As I type this I feel those familiar palpitations that alert me I'm throwing frequent premature beats. Wires are crossed and misfiring at random. I wish I could say this dance in my chest felt good, but that would be far fetched at best.
I have, however, been reassured that this annoyance (understatement) is not life threatening, no matter how sick it makes me feel.
Posted by kitchu at 12:03 PM