A little something about nothing

Heart Attack vs. Gas

For those of you that do not know, I am a hypocondriac...this entry will prove my point!

Sunday night I was feeling this bloated pressure under my ribs and thought it was gas and would pass soon enough. I went to bed with the same feeling and said a little prayer that it wasn't a heart attack. Monday morning I woke only to feel the same pressure. It didn't hurt, but was not comfortable at all.

All day I waited for it to go away, but it never did. Finally that night when I got home from my walk I called my mom. She said it was possible I had gas built up or possibly even constipated, but didn't think it had anything to do with my heart. I took a Gas-Ex pill and tried to keep my mind pre-occupied. I let a few rip, but nothing like my normal gassy self! I took another pill about 35 minutes later, while Mark prepared a very fiber-filled dinner...16 grams!!

After dinner I waited for it all to go away and prepared to blow away anything in my sight with the amount of built up pressure I had. No such luck. It got better, but didn't disappear. Again I went to bed fearing I was having a heart attack.

I am happy to report as I am typing this I am happily tooting away and the pressure has been relieved!! I can't say what it was, but I NEVER want it again!!

I also wonder what it is in my head that always makes me think or fear that I am having a heart attack. I think it might be because the very first person I loss in my life was my grandpa who passed from a heart attack while he was sleeping. Not sure, but I sure wish I could beat this fear...as does my family that always receives my phone calls!!