Well, some may have noticed that I have not been around the forum much the last week. A few weeks ago I noticed that I was nodding off in the evenings even on my days off and just seemed tired. Nothing else wrong......just tired. Then I started to get out of breath with much exertion, which progressed to really being out of breath on stairs. Last Monday, I felt cold and wanted a soak in a hot tub. I was breathless at the top of the stairs but recovered quickly, however simply getting out of the tub left me weak and breathless, and I thought my heart was going to pound itself out of my chest. I called out to my wife who is a retire registered nurse of 36 years and while she was checking my pulse I noticed that I could feel it in my hand. It was really fast and skipping beats. A quick trip to the local hospital, where they didn't wait to fully triage me and took me straight into the crash room right away. Something about an oxygen saturation of only 72% that they did not like. A quick assessment and some anticoagulants injected and put on 15 litres of oxygen, then into an ambulance for the city hospital, where I spent over 20 hours in the ER waiting to be stable enough to go upstairs to a bed. Long story short, I have three pulmonary embolisms (blood clots) in my right lung and one in the left. Over the week I was weened off oxygen until I was able to come home yesterday. It's been a rough week, but at least I'm still on the right side of the grass. More appointments and consultations ahead. Supposed to go back to work on Thursday not definitely NOT going. My supervisor said he did not want me there. Now the battle begins with the insurance company to replace a week or two of lost wages. If they give me grief, I plan to tell them to go F%&# themselves. I may not be a rich man, but I don't live across from the poor house either. I will return to work when I feel like it. I am almost 60 now and I have plans to be a cantankerous old bastard in my later years. LOL
