David's treadmill stress test today didn't show anything (the injection stress test earlier this year didn't show anything, either). For his weight/health (newly diagnosed diabetic, high blood pressure, anger issues), his heart is in good condition. He'll wear a heart monitor for a month and use it to track any episodes. Most likely his cardiologist will refer him to an electrophysiologist, a cardiologist that specializes in the electrical activity of the heart.
Good news: his heart is in relatively good condition!!!!!!
Bad news: we still don't know what's going on.
We've been lucky to find great doctors. My hospital stay in Huntington led to a solid MS neurologist. His cardiologist is awesome, my psychiatrist is amazing in comparison to the horrible counselor I encountered earlier this year. That's the silver lining. It's hard to deal with medical issues without the stress of finding a competent doctor.
I need to finish up my DCBB edit (that would have been done if not for David's heart issues and the ER visit last weekend), I need to post to the beta community (see previous), I need to wash dishes and continue the never ending cycle of laundry....
...but tomorrow's a school day, and I am exhausted.
My right arm, from shoulder to wrist and through my hand, and the right side of my face, from my cheek and down through the right side of my neck, has been getting tingly. Pins and needles tingly. I've noticed a direct correlation between the tingly feeling and stress, especially anger, yelling, adrenaline?--I've been avoiding anger. I know the tingles are a side effect of MS. I want to spend hours googling and reading.
I have Halloween costumes to sew, a sewing table to continue coating with polyurethane, a cat tower project in progress, and a thousand project ideas
to make Christmas cash (we're strapped, it's been a rough year). I want to sew more pads, finish some mix CD art, finally respond to all the messages lingering in my various inboxes...
One day at a time.
I've been making progress on all the various projects, which is incredible considering the past month has been a blur of ER visits, hospital stays, and doctor appointments. Jack has a nasty cough. I've been teetering on the "do we go to the doctor, do we wait it out" seesaw, watching and waiting. The nebulizer is patiently waiting on the bathroom shelf.
David was getting stir crazy and went for a drive in an effort to avoid overeating. I'm going to snuggle his pillows and pass out. Our relationship and coming face to face with our mortality is another post... too much to write out tonight. Condensed version: I feel lucky to have him, to have the strength of our relationship to support us during this upheaval. We worked through a lot during our early years, we've made it this far (a decade living together, not counting the high school years), and I'm thankful for him. So much love.