On November 13th was a regular day to me, but towards the end of the night I wasn’t feeling that great, it went away for a few hours, but by night time I had a very sore throat, the next day November 14th I woke up not feeling good at all, sore throat, severe headache, loss of appetite, and alot of heart palpitations with a super heavy chest. I didn’t feel good at all. That night I went to the ER, I got tested for covid and my rapid results came back negative, the doctor said all of my symptoms sounded like covid and that my other test may be positive. Left the ER, and had a hard night, the next day we had to go to Shawnee to pick up my step kids, I shouldn’t have gone, I didn’t feel good but I wanted to go. We were almost to Shawnee when I got a overwhelming sensation that I couldn’t breath, I have never felt this before. We rushed to the ER my husband running red lights, and get to the ER he runs in and tells them I need help and I’m wheeled in, no findings…. I am released hours later, and come home, I don’t remember the days but I ended up going two more times, along with a doctor’s appointment from my doctor and a referral to a cardiologist which isn’t until December 8th. Two more times in the ER, including last night. And a doctor’s appointment tomorrow morning at 8am. I am still unsure what is going on with me. I am no longer sick, but my heart pauses and palpitations is out of control, I cannot get up, I am wobbly and unsteady. And I have a crazy sensation in the back of my head that’ll come out of no where, it instantly drains me, I feel heavy and can barely move. I still have no answers. 6 emergency room visits, a doctor’s visit, and 16 days of barley any sleep. No answers. Tomorrow, we talk to my doctor about something new we can Do. Maybe different testing, maybe a emergency cardiologist visit, maybe a mri, I don’t know. All I know is that I am beyond tired and drained. My husband is trying his best to pick up the slack. Three children and a home and wife to take care of isn’t easy, it’s taking a toll on us. He walked the room today to me crying, I’m tired, tired of not having answers, tired of having to make all these ER visits knowing that they will just do all the same tests and than chalk it up to health anxiety now. It’s sad, anxiety is not the reason to everything, of course I have some anxiety going on, something is wrong with me and no one is finding out what. My body is shutting down, I’m not myself. I don’t know what’s wrong with me but I’m pleading to these doctors for help, and so far I’m not getting any help. Tomorrow I hope this doctor takes it seriously, because I can’t take these tremors I’m having, these heart pauses and this back of the brain shit. Pray for me. It’s been a very long and exhausting 16 days. (Btw the other covid test came up negative)
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