Morning all. 4.5! Considering at 11.30 last night I was 11.4 arrow up! But there’s a tale to tell, are you sitting comfortably.
As you know I was at the osteopath yesterday, my sacrum is still in its rightful place, so acupuncture and some prettty hardcore manipulation. Ouch! But honestly it felt great, a lot looser and I could stand up straight for the first time in two weeks. Life suddenly felt good. Mr Eggy decided he’d send an E-consult as he is having another bout of vertigo and also on Monday evening he had very heavy arms, especially his right and, in his words a fizzy head. This was about 8pm when he’d been out in the garden almost all day. He said it was just momentarily, he took his BP and it was fine, I told him to take two aspirins and go to bed, this was after I asked if he wanted me to take him to A&E to which he replied, no I’m fine. I did wonder if it was a TIA. He was absolutely fine when he got up. He related all this in the e-consult. I kid you not, they rang him within two minutes, go to A&E, NOW! We had our lunch first and then went. Arrived at 1ish, quite busy for a Wednesday afternoon. Triage, bloods and an ECG a were performed by 3ish, not bad going, they came back ok, but there was concern that his BP was very different in each arm which could signify a tear in the aorta. CT scan by 4. One hour for results the doc said. 8.30 when the doc arrived, apologised for the wait but they needed to speak to The Freeman Hospital, where he had his last procedure in 2018 and also let our local cardiologists look at the results. No tear in the aorta which we were relieved about. Long story short they’ve found occlusions ( blockages in the arteries) now these might be old ones, he’s had six heart attacks, a quad bypass which failed after 10 years, and about a mile of stents! His most recent procedure was an ablation which blasted through his blocked arteries and and got a couple of them working again. Obviously they didn’t get all four cleared so these are possibly what they can see. Anyways, he’s still there in hospital. They want to keep an eye on him and see a cardiologist this morning to make a plan. They are concerned as none of his HAs were atypical, symptom wise that is, and they aren’t taking any chances. I got home at 10.15, messaged the girls, brought in two lines of washing, the garden seat cushions, I’ve left the seats out, didn’t want to do my back in even more, and watered the greenhouse, all in the dark! The hospital gave us a sandwich at 9.30, I’d survived on a bag of Cheddars and an orange Club until 8ish when I had to have a JB. Had another orange Club when I got home, I was eating my emotions by this stage. Hence the 11.4 at bedtime. I don’t know what’s happening next, Mr Eggy’s phone has hardly any charge so he’s knocked it off until he has news, hopefully sooner rather then later. I’m doing my best to remain positive and he’s in the right place to get sorted, it’s just brought back memories of 2017/18 which was a terrible time for us all. Thanks for getting this far.
Have a great day.
