No car news, since I can't drive or really even walk. Instead I have fascinating medical updates!
A week ago Friday I felt a stabbing pain in my left chest. I couldn't breathe without pain, I was way short of breath, my pulse was thru the roof, and I thought I was having a heart attack.
The ambulance came and found a clean EKG, so they took me to the ER to find out what the heck was wrong.
They took a chest x-ray and then I waited. The gunshot wounds and the car crashes got precedence... OK. The pain died down a bit so it was fine.
The doctor saw me finally and said "well, there's an anomaly on the x-ray, but we don't see it as serious. Since the pain's gone I'm going to send you home. If the pain comes back see your primary care doctor."
This is where I fucked up. I should have told him no, something is wrong with me, you've got to find it. But I didn't. I just wanted to go home and sleep. So for the better part of a week, until I could see my primary care doc, I was limping along with four of these bad boys in my lungs:
[image stolen from google cause I don't have my CT data:]
Blood clots! My primary got so mad about the ER doc it was amazing. He told me I have textbook pulmonary embolism symptoms and I need a CT scan immediately.
Found the clots, got on blood thinners, feeling better. But yeah that's a week of my life where I could have been a lot healthier.
TLDR, fight for yourself in the hospital and clinic, cause no one else is going to do it for you.