Blech, I don't feel like posting about this but I need prayers and support and I guess I should explain my recent absence. So, you know how I went to the doctor a few weeks ago with many and sundry complaints and she irrigated my ears and told my I had ear infections? Okay, so I finished the antibiotics that she gave me but immediately felt worse when they were gone. My head, like, pulsates, and worst of all my chest hurts significantly and tingles weirdly. So, on my birthday, I went to a walk-in where they told me that I still had ear infections but I now also had strep and sinusitis. They gave me more antibiotics and a steroid. The day after my birthday, comforted by the knowledge that I was medicated and going to spend the next two days in bed, Paul went away for the weekend to play his LARP. Of course within 12 hours my pulse rate was 140 bpm. I contacted the pharmacy that gave me the pills and they told me that it was probably an adverse reaction to the steriod and to go to the ER NOW. I called Josh (who I haven't spoken to in forever, but he lives close and I was desperate ) and he drove me to the nearest ER. They rushed me around and said 'tachycardia in triage' and used the word STAT a couple of times. They gave me Ativan and hooked me up to an EKG for a couple of hours and then pronounced that it was probably a reaction to the steroid coupled with my own anxiety about the chest pain I had already been having. The doc said that I had significant heart palpitations but that lots of people do and its not necessarily bad. That made me feel temporarily better since I -feel- the palpitations a lot and it makes me nervous and floopy. He sent me home with a dozen more Ativan and instructions to rest and call my regular doctor. So, yesterday I finally called the doctor since my chest now hurts all the time and I've lost 10 pounds and I'm in bad shape. She told me to monitor myself for severe chest pain and wait until Monday or Tuesday when the antibiotics are all gone. If at that point I still have chest pain, then I have to go to a cardiologist.

Here's the best part! Due to a glitch, we will not be able to get back on the health insurance plan at Paul's work until JANUARY!

The moral of the story: I'm scared and we're financially doomed.

And the kicker is everyone keeps telling me to 'relllllaaaax', which I'm trying to do. I've been reading the Psalms and I started rereading 'The Purpose Driven Life', but its damn hard to relax when your chest hurts all the time and if you can't make it stop you'll have to go even more broke than you already are.

Sorry, that's the best I can do for now. I'll update when I know anything more.