So Apparently I'm NOT Dying
Firstly, thanks for all your support and well wishes for my interview and presentation. Both went really well, I think. I got an 85 on the presentation but that still doesn't get me out of the rough for that course. As for the interview, I did my best and we got along so if they don't want me, I can take solace in knowing that I did my best.
But that was Monday.
This is what happened yesterday. I started getting pains in my left shoulder/arm/upper chest. I thought "OMG I"M HAVING PREMATURE HEART ATTACK!" Then I let it go and tried to ignore it but it wouldn't go away. That night it got worse and I started Wikipediaing and online diagnosis-ing my problem. What a bad idea because according that, I either had: Angina, Pulmonary embolism, myocardial infarction, blood clots, leukemia, or bone cancer. Each time I breathed, there was a sharp pain that went up through my chest and into my shoulder. When I tried to sleep, I couldn't move because my shoulder hurt so much. I was tempted to sleep with the door open or not sleep at all in case I died or something in the night.
When I woke up this morning, the pain was agonizing in my shoulder. It was as if someone took a sledge hammer and shattered my shoulder and it got worse everytime I moved or took a breath. Since I was worried it could have to do with my heart, I decided to go to the emergency room where they make you feel like an idiot if you don't come in on a stretcher. It's also the first time I've been to the hospital since I cracked my head open when I was two so I didn't really know what to do. I had a young, cute doctor (would be nice if he weren't asking such personal, embarassing questions and feeling up my legs which I hadn't shaved in weeks...) and he had no idea what was wrong with me so he called in a Senior Resident - who also didn't know what was wrong with me.
Three hours later, after a heart scan, an x-ray, two Tylenol and two Advil, and a voluntary ultra-sound for a med-student (hey, I was bored!) they finally tell me what's wrong with me: Nothing. All the tests came back normal, so it's probably just muscle strain. But I didn't do anything and it hurts to breath! It could also be stress from all the shit that's been going on lately but I wasn't exhibiting any warning signs for any sort of panic or anxiety attack. I'm still in pain but it's much better now. I'm just glad that it's nothing serious. *sigh*
Now I have to get ready for another presentation tomorrow (at least this one is very low-key) and convince my mother that there's no reason for her to drive up to Kingston. Apparently she thinks she should and I won't deny that I could use my mommy right now but it's really not necessary. I just don't feel like doing anything right now and want to sleep. Sadly, I have to work. Maybe a Top Model break will make me feel better tonight. :D





