The End of My Rope

I got to the end of my rope and could I keep going? No, I'm a frayed knot!

If you've never heard the joke about the ropes that went into a bar, click here.

Sunday during the temple dedication I got a bad headache. I figured it was a combination of fatigue and the bright lights, but it didn't go away. Later I took a nap and woke up with serious heartburn. I rarely get heartburn! I drank some baking soda water, and it eased off but left me with a pressure feeling in my chest like a big bubble. It felt like I needed to burp but couldn't. I also had an occasional twinge in my shoulder. I called the nurse hotline and learned that heartburn is a primary symptom of heart attack in women, and headaches can be caused by high blood pressure. She convinced me to go to Instacare, and the doctor there sent me to the ER.

The upshot of that visit was that I have absolutely no heart trouble. I'm just tired and stressed. They gave me morphine for the headache, along with Zofran so the morphine wouldn't make me throw up. That was followed by baby aspirin (no water allowed yet) for my heart, followed eventually by "gastroenteritis cocktail" consisting of Maalox, Benadryl, and Lidocaine. Lime mint flavor, Yuck! I gagged that down and then went to sleep for a while. At about 2 a.m. they gave me a drink of water and started discharge papers. The water made me burp at last, and I went home, still tight in the chest.

Upon waking up this morning, my headache was back full force, but I was hungry and the indigestion is at bay if not gone. I took an Excedrin for the headache, which at least took the edge off so I can somewhat function. I took the day off of work, and I am doing only what I feel like, except I probably need to go get groceries. I spent a lot of the day visiting with Holly and the kids.

I know Anthony would be willing to get groceries, but after getting home at 3, he got up at 5 to take Kevin to work because his car is broken down, and then came home, took Dominic to work, and went off to his networking meeting. So he is asleep and I want to leave him that way. But we are out of milk. So, that's the problem with life--how do I rest? Do I get to rest? I'm a frayed knot!