Before the little walk to Pier Park today, I was uptown for an appointment with my doctor. I realized just how retired I am when a 9:20 appointment seemed as though it was a tad too early. Over Christmas and the New Year, I had a bit of chest pain. My heart also felt as though it was beating way too quickly. I wondered if I was physically affected by the recent stress of Jay's health. Last week, the doctor sent me in for a ECG and prescribed a low dose beta blocker. How nice, I thought, to share a medicine that Jay's now taking! Perhaps I was taking that 'sharing thing' a bit too far.
Today, the ECG proved I'm fine. My heart wasn't really beating quickly after all, although I will stay on a quarter dosage of Metprolol. It seems I may have had some sort of inflammation that was affecting my chest muscles. What I'd decided was a rapid heart beat was actually a type of persistent muscle twitch. My higher blood pressure might have been because I was freaking out about it. Oh my. I have always categorized myself as a very sedate and rational guy. At least I did learn about deep breathing exercises on the Internet.
I'm beginning to understand why some old people talk about their health and medicines a lot.