Yesterday I started having some chest pain. It really hurt to breath, almost like I had been running in the cold, but of course I hadn't been running. You know me better than that! By Tuesday night, my chest pain has spread to my back and arms and I was absolutely miserable. I crawled up onto my couch and just sat at still as possible.
I posted on my Facebook status that it hurt to breath. Several of you left messages, but K Storm called and encouraged me to go and get some help -- immediately. You have probably read on her blog about her sister-in-law's heart attack.
When we hung up, I pulled myself together in case I needed to go to the hospital, but I already had a doctor's appointment for this morning. The last time I had chest pain it was just my gall bladder that needed to be removed and I hated to show up at the E.R. and have them tell me it was something silly like that.
Needless to say, I was miserable and in pain all night and could not wait to see the doctor. After an exam and some x-rays, Dr. Bard told me that it was pleurisy. Pleurisy is swelling of the tissue covering the lungs and the chest wall. He said he had also had it before and knew how painful it was. He gave me a Decadron shot and meds to bring home as well.
So I am piled up on the couch and resting. My chest still hurts like crazy, but at least I am not worrying about the "what is it" factor.
He says with rest and the medicine I should be back to "normal" by Monday. Whatever that is.