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I don’t like hospitals. But then again, I don’t think many people do. You don’t often hear about people excited to go there, or people planning to visit a new city and saying ‘oh, we must go see the General Hospital, its beautiful this time of year’. It is not on the radar, and that is for good reason. Hospitals are shrouded in death, pain and, more often than not, negative emotion.
I’ve been in hospital myself a few times, I’ve had a few eye surgeries – to correct my bad sight, discovered while playing Fox and Hounds. Other than that, there was the time I pretended to be a horse, with my brother being the rider. Whilst not wishing to undermine my brothers human horse riding abilities, I do feel I was a great human horse and not blame in the incident.
We were at my Grandmas house and I, being the horse, was on all fours. My brother was on top and we were trudging around the living room looking for things to lasso. We had gone around the single-seater and I’d seen something out of the corner of my eye. Something strange, I wasn’t sure what it was, but I was startled. I neighed and kicked, I lifted my front legs (arms) and my brother had trouble holding on, but hold on he did. He not only held on, but when my front legs came down he pushed his weight onto my shoulders and I ended up fracturing my thumb.
It was the first and only time I have seriously fractured a bone in my body, and I dealt with it well. That is to say I cried for 3 hours straight and wanted my mum. We eventually went to hospital and to my disappointment there was no caste to be worn. A sling would do. So I dealt with it like a man*, and cried some more.
Other than those times though, I have only been to hospital visiting other people. My mum a few years ago and my gran at the weekend. That then changed yesterday.
So the last couple of days I have been experiencing this really tight pressure on my chest. Which the doctor last night asked, rather specifically, if it felt like an African Forest Elephant sat on my chest. He was exactly right, and I made that point, because the tightness was in no way like the much larger African Bush Elephant sat on my chest or the lesser Cyprus Dwarf Elephant. He really knew his elephants.
This tightness, this African Forest Elephant sat on my chest feeling had been getting worse. Now, I am a fit 28-year-old manboy, which means I’m highly unlikely to be having a heart attack. However, when two of your family members have both had massive heart attacks in the last 2 months, your mind does start to wonder. The anxiety started kicking in, and every feeling in my body was amplified. A twinge in my leg, was no longer a twinge but a ruptured vein or a sign that my heart had stopped. I knew that the pains and tightness could just be a combination of events, and an over active brain, but if it were true the consequences are rather more severe.
So I went to the major hospital here in Vienna, the AKH. It is a huge ugly building built in the 1970s, everything in side was a shade of orange or brown. I had every test under the Sun and every one of them came back clear. I still have the tightness feeling but I do have peace of mind. And not to underestimate the audacity of my anxiety, but it is rather difficult to argue against an ECG, an X-Ray, 4 Blood tests, an Ultra sound and the advice of 3 doctors.
Long story short*; I’m absolutely fine. The heart scare was just that – a scare. I am still going, my mum is still going, my uncle is still going and so is my gran, who is still hanging in there. Everyone on my mum’s side is doing its best to keep doctors in employment, and I guess I had to do my bit too.
*I think I’m supposed to say that before I’ve told the long story, but hey ho, that’s life.
*Or woman. As far as I’m away both sexes can cry and not cry.
P.S Because I was in hospital all yesterday evening, I didn’t get a chance to write yesterdays post. Well I wrote a bit of it on my phone and then got to hospital, which is a shame because it is a good post, with a cool announcement. So I will do that post today as some kind of post-post post.