Hubby's first Heart Attack I Was Aware Of was like that, no signs of the enzyme, recent tests showed fine. In fact, the previous test was so good that the cardiologists were saying "Why are you wasting our time with this when there are sick people out there?"
We were in the ER, Hubby was being held overnight just in case, they finally convinced me to go home, and the phone's ringing when I get in the door. It's the ER saying, "OK, the enzymes just came back positive, we're taking him to the catheterization lab, you'll want to get back here."
I suspect he probably had #6 today, given the fact that the doctor wants to run those tests 2 more times. It sounds like the doctor suspects a heart attack, too.
I'm considering trying my mom's cocktail of Ativan + chardonnay.
I won't. But I thought about it.
I think with Ativan you want a nice Cab.
(This is the kind of thing I say when I want to comfort someone who's not a hugger or punctuation-receiver. Do you feel the love, Tep?)
I...kinda see Steph's mom's point about Ativan and a drink. Unless you have crazy low-tolerance or are on a cocktail of other meds.
I'm thinking Prosecco. It's summery!
I'm a white wine and Xanax girl, myself.
Whiskey and Lorazapam?
Man, the last two days of work have been killer. I'm lucky that I have a boss who is communicative and supportive. Only took me 20 years to find a good one.
I performed only minor magic today but they still seemed very happy with my contributions. I mentioned at one point that I'd been with the company for 22 years and got utter shock from the two guys. Later I was talking with one of them about our kids and mentioned my 17 year old - again, he was shocked. How old do I look?
Champagne and Xanax got me through the SF2F when I was having major anxiety and panic attacks.
I swear, these hamstrings tighten QUICK. I did a little stretching this morning. Feeling great. And starting around 3:30, started feeling the pain again. Went to stretch them, and sure enough, tight as a drum again. Oy. My body is strange. And it will only get more fun as I grow older, right?
I...kinda see Steph's mom's point about Ativan and a drink. Unless you have crazy low-tolerance or are on a cocktail of other meds.
My tolerance is fairly damn low.