I had an appointment scheduled with my doctor on Thursday. I thought that I'd hear the results of my echocardiogram since the tech told me the results would probably be sent to my doctor sometime today. No such luck. I did get to hear about my Holter test results though and was completely surprised that there was actually something of interest to report.
"The patient was monitored for a total of 24 hours. There were rare ventricular and supraventricular ectopic beats of low complexity. Translation: some recorded incidences of abnormal heart rhythms."
"A review of the provided rhythm strips shows episodes of Wenckebach..."
"...and also has some ectopic atrial beats with a Wenckebach type phenomenon..."
Basically, the little gadget found that sometimes my heart dropped a beat and sometimes it skipped a beat, which may all have something to do with why I collapsed on the sidewalk last summer after I sprained my ankle. Let's laugh at this, shall we?
My heart isn't broken, it just has a bad sense of rhythm. So if you told me to dance to the rhythm of my heart I'd be bopping along and then I'd trip, then take a double step to get back in time, bop along, and trip again. Yup. Sounds exactly like me.
I explained the thing to a few people and the general consensus is that I should swoon more when I meet a particularly handsome dude and then just blame it all on the Wenckebach. A tendency to swoon and have my heart skip a beat--doesn't it sound so romantic? And again, is this not me? And how about the fact that my heart is afflicted with something that sounds like a returned flirty gesture?
My doctor isn't really concerned, but he's sending me or my files or something to a cardiologist. Weee. Guess I'll be going back to the Twilight Zone that is St. B Hospital. As my mom said to me, I finally get some return on the taxes I've paid to fund our healthcare system.
I'm not sure really what to make of this. I'm not supposed to worry but I'm 28 and I have to go see a specialist about my heart. That's kind of not cool with me. And my doctor also said, "well, if you were driving on the highway and your heart skipped and your blood pressure dropped...", which made me nervous because the government takes drivers' licences away for stuff like that. But instead of letting my brain take the fretting and worrying to the extreme, I'm going to try focusing on the funny stuff, continuing to live like each day is my last and dancing like no one is watching me miss the beat.
Some U of Alberta students with a sense of humour spoofed Justin Timberlake's Sexy Back song.
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