Am I just being paranoid?
For the past couple of days, my chest has been hurting on and off. I think if Jonathan saw me put my hand on my chest one more time, he was going to slap me scream. He kept telling me “Go to the doctor”, but I am 27 years old and do NOT like to go to the doctor…PERIOD! I broke down yesterday and went to ECare since I the physician’s office was closed. I am convinced they were laughing at my paranoia as I overheard them talk about my symptoms. They took my blood, made me pee in a cup, blood pressure, temp., and all the other routine stuff. They decided to do an EKG and Chest X-Ray. It was weird having all these cords hooked up and watching a little paper print out of my heart activity. Needless to say, one no two no….two and half hours later, the doctor says, “I have nothing”. I was sent home and told to rest and take ibuprofen. It might be my chest wall rubbing against my lung wall because one or both might be inflammed due to a viral or bacterial infection.
Why did I share all this? Because I’m doing what I have been told to do and rest and my booty is on the couch, that’s why!
