I didn’t want to blog this

I woke up happy Monday morning. I’m nearly finished with the book and I had a great scene to write. I was curled up in bed, so comfortable when my heart began racing. What the heck? Why would my heart be racing?

I lay quietly hoping it would stop. It didn’t. I kept checking my pulse on my watch. It kept going up. This has happen every once in a while for a long time. Maybe once every two or three months for about thirty seconds or so. So it wasn’t high on my list of things to worry about. But this time it wasn’t stopping.

Then my jaw started hurting. This is something else that’s  been occurring occasionally for the last few months. I thought it was the beginnings of a tooth ache, but it did come and go. Then I got to thinking about jaw pain being a sign of heart trouble in women. I checked my pulse again and it was 175. 

Okay several possibilities – Wait until my Doctor office opens and call? This was happening at 6:00 am. Call Nick to come take me to the hospital and see if it really is anything? He’s was at work about forty minutes away. Call 911?  Since I’ve never done that, it seemed overly dramatic. 

So I went with a combination. I called 911 and Nick. The heart rate was in the 90’s. And paramedics came and did an EKG – everything seemed okay, but they suggested that I go to the hospital. I decided to wait on Nick and he took me. 

Everything was okay there. The EKG was good and the blood work was too.  But they wanted me to see my doctor and said she would  probably refer me to a cardiologist. So, excitement abounds – just not the kind I would like.