Jan 15, 2010
New from the home front ( Or how I spent Christmas in the hospital)
At the hospital, I got to a room pretty quickly, and everything seemed normal. I had a stress test on the 25th, and I guess I passed it, for I went home that evening. I understand that during the holidays the staff is reduced, and sometimes the best you can do is give everyone a slap and tickle, but I kind of felt there was a rush job in my case. The doctor I saw gave me some more blood pressure meds, and sent me on my way.
I'm still alive and kicking, but I'm scared to do my exercises. No, really, I am. I was really pushing myself, and was getting chest pains afterwards.
Here is another problem I see in this. If a man walks in with heart problems, or chest pain of any nature, he will have test after test to rule out a MI (myocardial infarction [heart attack]). A woman, on the other hand, could very well have just eaten the wrong thing, or, perhaps she is of a nervous nature. I don't know if more men die of heart attacks than women, but I know heart disease is the number one killer of women. Of course this number is based on all women who die of heart problems, from 1 to 100 in age. So, the statistics are a little flawed from that standpoint.