I wasn't going to share much of what is going on with my life right now with you here on the blog. But my whole life is being so affected by the shit going on that I have to get some of it off my chest. I scared, worried and constantly wondering what is going to strike me next.
As you know, I was finally diagnosed with high blood pressure a little over a month ago. Despite going on medicine for it, it continued to give me problems with daily readings averaging 180/130. I was finally able to see a cardiologist at Galenia Hospital in Cancun last week. A fine facility with good doctors. The diagnosis there was arterial blockage to the heart. Probably another gift from Marlboro for 49 years of being a faithful customer.
He changed my medications and put me on three different pills, taken daily for the rest of my life. I have a color doppler electrocardiogram scheduled for early January. The Rx says "ecocardiogram" but I am assuming that is just the Spanish translation. He will be able to tell the extent of the blockage at that point and either 1)keep me on the same regime, 2) change up my medications or 3) recommend surgery to try to correct it. Needless to say, I would get another opinion if #3 is the plan. I also have one of those little pills I have to carry with me constantly should I experience sudden, intense chest pain.
Then came Sunday night. Saturday had been an awful day for me, heart rate continuing to run faster than a Formula One race car revving up. Blood pressure still too high. I spent most of the day in bed or on the computer. I am getting quite good at Match 3 games! Sunday dawned like a whole new day. I felt fine. I couldn't feel my heart beating in my chest and my blood pressure had dropped to 170/120. I was even able to iron 4 shirts before my energy gave out and I had to go back to being lazy. We even made plans to go downtown and visit with friends we haven't seen for weeks. No big outing, just a couple of hours maybe. Let people know I am fine. Plus there was some sort of lighting festival going on and I wanted to get pictures.
I had put a chicken on the rotisserie and Bob was making 7 grain wild rice. The house was full of the aroma of grilling chicken. Life seemed good at that moment. While waiting for things to cook, I was sitting at my laptop playing another mindless Match 3 game and Bob was busy matching jewels on Bejeweled, his current addiction. Then it hit.
Out of nowhere, I suddenly felt like somebody had walked up to a campfire, grabbed a burning stick and shoved it squarely and deeply into my left eye. The pain was intense and I immediately had a burning headache on the whole left side of my head. My computer screen went all out of focus and I was so dizzy that I thought I was going to throw up. I think it was the understatement of the week when I turned to Bob and said, "I don't feel good." His reaction was to immediately jump up and grab an aspirin. For me, not him, although I'm sure he could have used one too at that point! (later, the doctor told him that that was exactly the right thing to do and a stroke of genius. I'm so lucky to have him as a caregiver)
I assured him that I was not having chest pain. I stood up, thinking I needed to go lie down or something. I could hardly see. It was like opening your eyes under water when everything had been stirred up by a storm. He had to take me by the arm and lead me. I could only walk to the left! No matter how I tried to put one foot in front of the other, I only went in circles to the left.
There is no 911 here. Only the shitty, understaffed with rude people who think they are God but have no idea, hospital downtown. And the Red Cross, which is a fine organization and deserves more respect and money. I sat on the edge of my bed with my fist pressed into my eye socket and Bob quickly got on the computer. He read me the symptoms, by way of asking me questions, and I had 3 out of 5 symptoms for Stroke. I called my doctor and he told me to get to the hospital and he would meet me there.
This is getting to be too long of a post so I will continue with the second part tomorrow. As you may have guessed, I am fine and still alive though!