Yesterday, about noonish, I began having a burning sensation around my sternum.
When I still had it today, I decided I'd head to the hospital after lunch.
Hopped on a bus, walked from the city stop down the road to the hospital and got hooked up for an ECG, had my blood pressure taken, had some blood taken via one of those little doodads in my hand. They call them gelcoes, so there I was with a gelco in my hand for several hours, answering a hundred and one questions, staying calm, don't want that blood pressure going up. I almost fell asleep, I was so calm.
Eventually one doctor decided the burning sensation could be from the constant coughing which is a side effect of the blood pressure medication and possibly a little reflux, which I've never suffered from before, but with all this new stuff, why not have a little reflux, just to complicate things.
So they had me drink down a little cocktail of mylanta and anaesthetic, to see if that would help. It did, but not much. I don't recommend it, that anaesthetic put the back of my throat to sleep faster than I could say Yuck.
I now have a prescription for a different blood pressure tablet, one that doesn't cause the dry coughing, and also for reflux tablets.
Then I got cleared to go home, so I peeled of all the sticky tabs the electrodes had been attached to and got dressed, then sat and waited for someone to remove the gelco.
Half an hour later, along comes a nice little nurse, removes the gelco and applies a pad of gauze and finger pressure for about a minute, which is usually long enough.
When she removed the pressure and the gauze, a geyser of blood fountained into the air, ran all over my hand, then dripped on the floor.
I have NEVER seen my blood move that fast.
We got it stopped with another minute of finger pressure, cleaned me up and I was good to go. Headed for the door and waited around for my daughter.
Ten minutes later I headed back to the emergency room and they all panicked.
Was I bleeding again? No. I had simply forgotten to pay.
Big sighs of relief as I paid the Medicare component, which will be refunded to my account, this saves the hospital having to put in the claim.
So now I'm home again, have had coffee, brought the rubbish bins in, settled Lola and am contemplating dinner.
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