What a weekend…

Well, this past weekend was… interesting.

Spent all day Saturday in the Emergency Room with the hubby, mostly passing the time by watching Sponge Bob and The Food Network on a hospital room TV.  (I’m sure you can guess which television show belonged to which person).  😉

It really started Thursday night when I started to feel a strange fluttering in my chest, as though my heart had skipped a beat and then jumped to fast-forward for a couple of seconds.  It took my breath away each time and happened at least every fifteen minutes.

I chose to ignore it, despite the fact that I had the same sensation all day Friday.

But Saturday morning, I not only had that sensation but I was also having a hard time breathing.  I just walked downstairs and my heart raced as though I had run a mile.  I walked right back upstairs and told my hubby that we had to go to the Emergency Room.

Once there, I was immediately hooked up to an EKG and a heart monitor.  There were stickers all over my body with wires running my stats up to the beeping monitor by my bed.  That’s when panic really set in.

I hadn’t shaved my legs.

Sigh.  Talk about humiliation.

Okay, so maybe — in the grand scheme of things — that was kind of silly to be embarrassed about.  But still, a girl has her pride.  🙂

Anyway, long story short, the doctor in the ER did a series of tests and took a ton of blood to see if they could find out what was causing my fever (which I didn’t know I had), my breathing problems, and my heart fluttering.

Which — drum roll please — came back with a positive result for a serious urinary tract infection.

A whopper of an infection, according to the doctor.  In fact, she called it a ‘whopper’ three times, so I’m guessing it’s pretty severe.  That and the fact that I have to take 12 days worth of antibiotics… when usually, a young woman with an infection usually gets about 4 days worth.

The crazy thing is that I was tested for a UTI back when I first started having nausea and stomach issues in June.  And that came back negative.  But now, it’s looking as though all my health issues this summer were because I had an untreated UTI that was just getting worse.  (Yeah, I’m not too happy with my doctor right now, since I might not have had to go through the endoscopy, CAT scan, ultrasound, and other tests had they actually found the UTI).

As for my heart skipping and racing, they’re not 100% sure that it’s due to the infection, but we’re hoping so!  I might have to wear a heart monitor next week so that they can keep an eye on it.  But I’m definitely praying that the antibiotics I’m taking takes care of absolutely everything, including my heart issues.

Well, that was my weekend.  Ha, ha.

How was yours??