Yesterday I really had had enough. I just got sick of feeling breathless each and every time I picked up Hank or walked around the house. It just makes no sense and so I called the doctor’s office. Of course they could not fit me in until next week but since I told her I was having trouble catching my breath they said they could fit me in with the PA in the urgent care clinic.
So I went over immediately and 15 minutes later I was in the office trying to explain to the PA what the problem is. Of course he insisted my lungs sound fine and that I am in no immediate danger. He said I should make sure I follow up with the pulmonologist in August and in the meantime workout when I can and rest when I cant. He also said my blood pressure was high and I might want to talk to my doctor about it.
Mind you I just saw her 3 weeks ago and it was completely normal. WTF?
So, still feeling breathless with no answers but I’m no in any immediate danger according to the guy who spent all of minutes with me. Thanks.
Fortunately by the afternoon things started to look up. The mailman dropped off a package I had been waiting on.
Because when your hands are tied and you have to wait for appointments and test and you don’t feel up to running, you can always shop. Shopping is the cure to all the worlds problems.
So I still have to wait but at least I have some new things to play with.
So when it comes to medical tests, having them and waiting for results, how patient are you?