
Last Saturday was one of the more frightening days of my life. I got up in the morning and took Mr. Grey to his TBall game. At the game I noticed some pain in my chest. It didn’t go away. When we got home, the pain was still there.
I googled heart attack symptoms.
Back in 2006, I had an episode like this and it had turned out to be stress related. At the time, work was driving me nuts and I’d just come back from a trip to London where I’d worked about 10 days straight and pulled about 150 hours building out a PoP in a data center and establishing. The chest pains came on a Friday afternoon as I was preparing to cut over a couple of WAN connections in Singapore. I was in the US and was planning to the work remotely. I ended up in the ER but there was nothing that was found with my heart.
Stress kills.
Around 11:30 last Saturday, my left hand went numb.
When I walked into the ER, I told them that I thought I might be having a heart attack. They took me back immediately and before I knew it they were drawing blood and hooking me up to an EKG. Everything appeared to be fine, but they wanted to keep me for observation. I spent the rest of Saturday afternoon in the ER. A second blood draw and another EKG confirmed that I was not having a heart attack.
Inflamed cartilage was the diagnosis.
I haven’t been doing the right things. A friend texted me the other day to say that he’d not seen any activity from me on Strava. That’s right, I haven’t been riding. I haven’t been eating right either. It’s been a mad rush of go-go-go and eating whatever I can whenever I can.
Time for a change. (Stress Kills)
So, I’m easing back into riding, at least I’m telling myself I’m going to. And I’m working out a menu that isn’t 100% junk.
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