I was in the ER again this morning. About 1 AM I woke out of a deep sleep. For about half a second it seemed like I was just waking up - then my heart started jumping all over the place. Some of you out there are saying "Ah-ha! Sleep apnea." Most likely, you are correct. I wasn't breathing. This sets off the atrial fibrillation. I went to the bathroom and then went and lay down again - hoping that if I just relaxed, it would stop or "convert" on it's own. I've had one incident that did and I am ever hopeful that I won't have to spend the night in the ER. But, it didn't stop. It was powerful and erractic. My left arm got numb very fast and my chest tightened up. I woke Steph about twenty after one, time to go to the ER.
When I got to the ER, I was still in a-fib, but it had slacked off some. They got me on the table and hooked me up. They set me up on the IV and drew blood. The waking out of sleep, the chest jumping, the numb arm, the tight chest, the ER and the IV, these are all routine to me now.
We talked with the nurses and with a doctor. In the process they noticed something a little different. I am retaining a lot of fluid. My heart is enlarged. The nurse said "They are thinking of keeping you over night, you have had some minor CHF".
Congestive Heart Failure.Those three words sat me up in my seat. Those three words killed my grandmother. I know those three words and I know them very well.
They wheeled in a scale and I got up on it. I nearly had a heart attack right there. The read-out was upside-down, but 507 is pretty easy to read backwards. That's right, 507 pounds. I thought I had hit bottom when I hit 475, but I forgot one fact: I'm a Brown. When we hit bottom we ask for a pick-ax and explosives!
They upped my beta blocker dosage. They are telling me to cut my salt. Hmmm, I haven't had caffiene since September, they want me to do low carb, low fat, no salt. That leaves distilled water and brown paper bags. The beta-blockers have dropped my energy so low that I don't know what to do. Combine that with the Benadryl I'm taking to fight my allergies, I might as well just spend the day in bed. Throw out sugar and carbs in general, and I have no energy at all. We have had a treadmill in our living room for a month now and I don't have the energy to step up on it much less use it and now I have more beta blockers to deal with!
Eventually, my heart slowed on it's own, they gave me some drugs and that finished the job. They didn't have to shock me this time - although, with the news I got, I guess they did. They just didn't have to connect the paddles.
I stayed home from work today. My heart has flip-flopped a few times, just enough to remind me how much trouble I'm in. I ate smartly, but with no salt, the food was completely tasteless. And, please, don't tell me about Mrs. Dash or some other herbal alternative to salt. I'm not a salt addict. I barely use the stuff. What little I use is now gone. I know how the human sense of taste works. There are taste buds for sweet, sour, bitter, salty and umami. I am left with sour, bitter, a little umami - but it better not be from MSG, and various artificial forms of sweet. In all, brown paper bags are probably the best option.
I don't know what to do. I really don't. What's the point of eating if nothing tastes, much less tastes good? There's no point it drinking anything but water - all the artificial junk tastes like crap. So, the good news is that I will lose weight, the bad news is that it will be from malnutrition. I have no energy. I really want to exercise - but how the fuck am I supposed to do that? Everything is bloated. I have a thing on my leg that won't heal - it's been there for weeks, it just weeps. It's disgusting. I was told last night that it's the diabetes, you don't heal as well when you are diabetic. Everything hurts; my back, my knees, even my arms. They are all suffering from hauling around a quarter ton of body. So, working out will bring down the weight and break my knees and back in the process. What if it sets off the a-fib? That's great, in the ER three times a week because those are the days I work-out.
I don't know what to do.