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Autonomic Test, Birthday, Blood Pressure, Conga, Dancing, Floating, Health, Heart rate, Hospital, London, Medicine, Nerves, Operation, Peaks and Troughs, Rational Mindset
Okay so I didn’t exactly do the conga, but in my brain I was mentally dancing in celebration.
I’ve learnt three things from being in hospital.
- There is a lot of waiting around
- It is utterly exhausting
- I’m tougher than I thought I was
In a nutshell the tests have shown that my heart rate is too high, and my blood pressure remains too low. When I stand up my heart rate is increasing by roughly 50 beats, as opposed to the ‘normal’ 15 beats. As a result I get very dizzy, nauseous, breathless etc. The hospital and staff are lovely, and I have been very well looked after which makes this whole process easier.
I also learnt that I may need an operation to help things along, but we have decided to take stock and mull things over for a few weeks to decide.
The most important thing I have learnt is that nerves come in peaks and troughs. In the build up to particular tests I had to have done, or the journey up to London, and for the hospital stay itself, I found myself at times overwhelmed and all rational thought paralysed. But after a few minutes I was able to reintroduce the rational mindset and break the situation into smaller chunks which were easier to digest mentally.
This was a big lesson for me to learn. It also helped to not look ahead at what was to come, and in the end I feel as if I’ve sort of “floated” through this hospital stay, which in itself isn’t a particularly bad thing! Hopefully I will be discharged today or tomorrow. If I wasn’t so tired, I’d conga my way out of the hospital doors and into the car (and then sleep for the next 48 hours!).
Next stop: Birthday



















