42 hours of Uncomfortable

Never a dull moment, I tell ya! But, this was my first stay in a hospital and I can only describe it one word.

Uncomfortable.

My sister came to stay with me for 4 days while Joe went down to Connecticut to do some stuff for his Mom. I wanted Franny to keep me company while Joe was away. Little did she know that this would be what she woke up to Wednesday morning.
When I woke up Wednesday I felt the dreaded heart flutters, but totally worse that ever before. I have had these flutters maybe 2-3 other times in the past 8 months. Didn't ever think anything of it before. Yes, it was scary but Wednesday felt different. I got down the stairs and immediately needed to sit down and rest in the living room before making it to the coffee machine in the kitchen. I thought to myself, "This can't be a good sign" I felt light-headed, and got the hot sweats; felt like I was going to pass out, on top of the flutters. It felt like my heart wasn't doing the normal Ba-bump, Ba-bump. But was doing more of a BibbityBobbityBumpdeBump. "That can't be right"
After a call to the boss, and a call to Joe, I called Fran on her cell phone, as I was on the couch and she was in the bedroom upstairs.

She answers: "hullo?"
Me: Hi Sweetie. Mornin'!
Fran: "Morning!"
Me: I'm not at work, I'm downstairs.
Fran: "OH?
Me:" Yea um, gonna need you to do me a favor. Can you get dressed quick and come down to take me the emergency room?"
Fran: "WHAAAT!?!"

And off we jetted to the local St. Elizabeth's hospital. After checking in and getting into a room, they determined my heart rate was all over place, and as high as 160. They immediately checked me in for the night. GAH. Hooked up to IVs in both arms, and I think they did labwork on me 5 times while I was there. Sleeping was impossible. I was not a happy patient. I just about jumped out of the bed and hugged the cariologist today when he finally sauntered in at 1 pm and told me I could go home. The night nurse had said " Oh I doubt they'll let you go home tomorrow, prolly keep you one more night for sure" Did I mention I was NOT HAPPY?

So after all that, it was determined that this might have been triggered by low Potassium in my system. I was prescribed a Beta Blocker called Zebeta, and told to eat more Potassium and I have to go back in to see the Cardiologist on Wednesday. I feel fine now that I'm home, just tired. The hardest 2 things about being in the hospital. Couldn't drink coffee, so that resulted in a very sever caffeine headache for the past 2 days. Joe and I have decided to quit drinking java, SCARY THOUGHT... but just can't do it anymore. So we'll do that half caff thing for a while and wein ourselves off of it.
The other tough thing was pulling the goddamned tape and sticker things off before I left today. MY GOSH! Don't think they could make that tape any stickier. It was close to impossible to remove and I think it took a top layer of skin off with it. GAH.

The picture above was requested by me.
Me: "Franny! take my picture, this is a blog worthy moment!"
Fran: " You sure!?? HAHAH! ok! But send me a link so I can read it!"

:)