Thursday night I came down with huge chest pains, after a few hours I decided to go sleep it off but the pain got worse and worse. After my partner spoke to nhs direct on their new number 111 we ended up within minutes receiving a fast responder, then a paramedic before the ambulance arrived. All through this I was hooked up to a ECG, blood pressure, various blood samples and drugs issued including aspirin, paracetamol and a spray on the tongue to open up my blood vessels to move any clots through. Before I knew it I was on my way to hospital with a great crew from the south central ambulance service. It amazes me how these people do their jobs, they get all sorts of abuse and physical violence just in the line of trying to help people. The journey soon showed us the amount of pot holes on our roads. I knew exactly where we were up to the a420 from road curves etc, but the a420 had been shut so we had to backtrack and join the a34 so from this point I lost my co ordination. Even when we were told we were crossing donnington bridge I couldn't figure out where I was again till we got closer to the jr and I started to figure out where we were again.
Once in hospital I had to take all the ECG pads off and new ones put on as the ambulance service use one sort and the hospital another.
Watching the ECG in hospital I soon figured out all the lines and graphs and found that I kept setting off the alarm due to my low breathing rate. But everything else was fine with 69 bpm rr 8-20 depending how restful I was and O2 at 95% so nothing seemed wrong on this.
Next was another blood test and drip thing put into my arm then later a chest X-ray where I had to remove the ECG pads. Back on the ward more ECG pads put on me before later being moved down to another ward and having to remove the ECG pads for different ones and later another blood test to see if I had any damage to my heart. It turns out that there was no enzymes associated with heart attacks in the sample so I was free to eventually go. Now this scares me more as they not been able to identify the cause, just ruling out a heart attack.
So I spent the day in and out of consciousness watching retro tv on Netflix but feel very sore, having 50+ ECG pads stuck and removed from you has bruised my chest.
Today I took the dog out but found a short .5 mile walk to end up rather tough on my chest, to think I did 9 miles the other day without a thought. So looks like I'm going to have to rest a bit more so much for a weekend of caching:(