A Trippin' I Will Go...

...to the ER.

I’ve been having chest pressure and discomfort for over a week now. It comes and goes. Sometimes it feels like someone is pressing down in the middle of my chest... well not in the middle, a little off to the right actually. Other times it feels like a pulsating sensation. Squeeze, release, squeeze, release. Same general area.

On my lunch hour today, I called my doctor and of course she wants me to go to the Emergency Room. I don’t relish sitting in the ER for a minimum of 3 hours, which is why I held off calling the doctor. I *knew* that’s what she’d tell me. Of course, they wanted someone to drive me. Ha... There’s just me, I’ll be driving myself, thank you. To answer the nurse’s question: “Is that why you didn’t call me a week ago?” Yes, ma’am. Of course, I didn’t tell her that. I just told her it really wasn’t that painful… just uncomfortable. I could tell she was miffed at me. She even put me on hold to talk to the doctor.

So after work, I’ll be heading there. I figured I’ve waiting over a week… a few more hours isn’t going to hurt. I’m hoping it’s just stress, but with my family’s history of heart problems...