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[Jersey Girl]

You are absolutely right. Weight can change by a fair amount throughout the day. I once told my mum I lost 2 pounds and she said that's a good poo.

I totally understand the anxiety. I battle to take what I should be taking. I think you just have to shut your eyes and whang it in and then see how it goes for a couple of days and then if you are ok you can relax a little.

What if I whang it in and it makes me feel I've been punched a cracker? I will try!!!

[Jersey Girl]

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[IWMP]

You are absolutely right. Weight can change by a fair amount throughout the day. I once told my mum I lost 2 pounds and she said that's a good poo.

I totally understand the anxiety. I battle to take what I should be taking. I think you just have to shut your eyes and whang it in and then see how it goes for a couple of days and then if you are ok you can relax a little.

What if I whang it in and it makes me feel I've been punched a cracker? I will try!!!

Aww. If you do decide to give them a go, hopefully they'll help.

[Jersey Girl]

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[IWMP]

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How are things going?

I'm taking the kids to Scotland next week. Little bit nervous but we've done it several times and they know they need to be super safe and sensible but as long as I have enough activities and snacks we should be fine.

[Jersey Girl]

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How are things going?

I'm taking the kids to Scotland next week. Little bit nervous but we've done it several times and they know they need to be super safe and sensible but as long as I have enough activities and snacks we should be fine.

Gonna make a little update here. Would love to know where you're going in Scotland. You could say publicly or not. It sounds like you prepared well for the trip. I hope you all have a pleasant visit and travel works out well! <3

[Jersey Girl]

July 28, 2025 Monday morning...6 am.

Afib with RVR. Seemed triggered by acid reflux. Also seemed like my own fault. Ate things I shouldn't have and too much. I fall asleep sitting up propped on pillows and eventually lay down. When I laid down...there it went. I may have had 2 hours of sleep. Not deep sleep.

The ER had me out of there in 2.5 hours. Record time! The ER doc and 2 nurses were outstanding. He didn't mess around. Asked me questions and sized up the situation. Did a blood draw for labwork and asked me if I thought of having ablation (they all ask me that) or a Watchman so I can get off blood thinners. He said they have superior cardiologists in that network which got me thinking. Labwork was awesome. He walked out and walked back in with syringe of my beloved propofol (insert puffy heart) and it was go time. Just before the propofol he asked if I had any questions. I said no and recited the risks...I know that cardioversion can result in possible stroke or v tach. He smiled up at the nurse in the nicest way as if to say "This lady knows her stuff". I'm a frequent flyer so of course I know.

I've said this probably a million times. There is nothing in the world that feels so good as going under propofol. It's the dreamiest thing I've ever experienced in my life. I was telling him a propofol story and then I said "I'll tell you later, the propofol is kicking in." I always pray for a second when I'm going under. Basically "Lord if I come to you please watch over my family." Then gone. Well and truly gone. I absolutely love it. (insert a parade of puffy hearts).

Coming out of propofol is the ONLY time in the past 2 years with the gut stuff when I feel completely relaxed. One of the nurses was talking to the Boy and I said, I'm awake I can talk if you need me to. I can always hear before I can respond verbally so I talk when I can so they know I'm on the way back.

Nurse Megan said it went perfect. I had told her about a couple of past experiences. "It only took one shock and you didn't stop breathing. Took about 3 minutes total." Bless her.

They're getting a stellar review from me.

Negative: The guy at the check in desk is going to be mentioned in the patient review. He had no idea what he was doing and either needs further training or find another line of work. I could have done a better job than he did. He took my information for the system then asked me why I was there. Afib with RVR. How do you know you have Afib with RVR. I knew he had no idea what it was. Blah, blah, blah. I asked if it'd be okay if I visited the restroom before going back. Yes. Off I went.

As I'm coming back to the front desk I hear him say "She's in there taking a leak". I said something rotten to him. Apparently he's too stupid to be embarrassed. Then I went back for the intake. Vitals, EKG, blah, blah, blah. Then to a room. Guy is going to be mentioned in another negative. Wait for it...

Negative: Now they make you walk to your room instead of wheeling you there. They also don't give you enough time to recover from the propofol and seem to want you out the door fast. The nurse wheeled me to the front desk and said "When your husband pulls up get that guy to take you out". What's going on are they trying to compete with Chik Fil A drive through or something? So I hail a person who gets the front desk guy to wheel me out. He RACES the chair over the bumps between each door. I'm being bashed around. "Oh it's kind of bumpy here" "You need to go slow when you're pushing a chair so you don't hurt your patient". Cripes.

I could write an actual book about my ER experiences. I leave out details even on this thread.

Follow up considerations: I'm going to schedule in an ER follow up with this network's Cardiologist. See if they have something new for me to know. It was someting the ER doc told the Boy about. I'm also going to get in with one of their Gastro docs as soon as I can pick one out. See if they can move my case forward a little faster. And...I looked up the ER doc who was so impressive. He's a DO. I have a couple of gut related things I want to try and if their Gastro doc isn't able to do it (I want out of the practice I'm in) I'm going to see if the ER DO doc can do it.

Peptide therapy, oral Levo, and B12 injections. I have NIH studies to back up the request which will require someone who is able to write a preauthorization request to sell the approval. I can pay out of pocket for all three but I'd like to take a shot at the insurance with a good and convincing medically necessary preauthorization request. There's a way to pitch all three and my gastro doc has already proven himself unable. I'm being kind.

End.

[Jersey Girl]

I lied. That wasn't the end. I shall attempt to amuse the reader. This is what happens when they don't give you enough recovery time...

Ride home. "Oh there's Target. I could pick up my order! Well I can't even walk a straight line. I'll have to come back when I sober up." We only live about 10 minutes from the hospital. "Where are we? Are those pine trees? I don't know where we even are, Boy."

He's not saying a word. He knows I'm on a talking jag at this point. Having flashbacks of Jersey drinking in her twenties no doubt.

When we got home I was still under the influence. I usually walk to the front door ahead of the Boy to unlock the door. Two locks, they turn opposite ways. Once I staggered from the car to the door I was so stupid high that I kept trying the key and messing up the directions of the locks. Started stupid laughing my behind off. "You're gonna have to do the door. I need a responsible adult do you know one?" More stupid laughing.

I try to put a pot of water on the stove to make tea. Talking to myself. "Is there water in there?" I walk away. "I need to put it on the stove, right?" Walk away. Come back. "Didn't I put that pot on the stove?" I talk myself through it step by step "Put the pot on the stove. Turn the knob. DON'T walk away." "Remember when you burned the new pot? Don't do that."

I stagger away.

Almost trip over the cat coming to talk to me. He's a talker. "Stewie stop it I don't know what you're saying. Mommy's brain is mush. Go away before we fall on each other and die. "

I did turn the burner off and make the tea. Slept for a good 5 hours. Woke up rested and alert. You see I was alert enough to go off on a talking jag and alert enough to remember it, but too high to actually function or stop babbling.

Now it's the real End.

[IWMP]

I lied. That wasn't the end. I shall attempt to amuse the reader. This is what happens when they don't give you enough recovery time...

Ride home. "Oh there's Target. I could pick up my order! Well I can't even walk a straight line. I'll have to come back when I sober up." We only live about 10 minutes from the hospital. "Where are we? Are those pine trees? I don't know where we even are, Boy."

He's not saying a word. He knows I'm on a talking jag at this point. Having flashbacks of Jersey drinking in her twenties no doubt.

When we got home I was still under the influence. I usually walk to the front door ahead of the Boy to unlock the door. Two locks, they turn opposite ways. Once I staggered from the car to the door I was so stupid high that I kept trying the key and messing up the directions of the locks. Started stupid laughing my behind off. "You're gonna have to do the door. I need a responsible adult do you know one?" More stupid laughing.

I try to put a pot of water on the stove to make tea. Talking to myself. "Is there water in there?" I walk away. "I need to put it on the stove, right?" Walk away. Come back. "Didn't I put that pot on the stove?" I talk myself through it step by step "Put the pot on the stove. Turn the knob. DON'T walk away." "Remember when you burned the new pot? Don't do that."

I stagger away.

Almost trip over the cat coming to talk to me. He's a talker. "Stewie stop it I don't know what you're saying. Mommy's brain is mush. Go away before we fall on each other and die. "

I did turn the burner off and make the tea. Slept for a good 5 hours. Woke up rested and alert. You see I was alert enough to go off on a talking jag and alert enough to remember it, but too high to actually function or stop babbling.

Now it's the real End.

some people pay good money for that feeling.

Glad you got sorted quickly and are doing better after a good sleep. Hopefully that's a one off and you can go a while without any more episodes.

I'll let you know where I am in private.

Train journeys the kids were literally perfect. Honestly don't know how because they are usually range between somewhat challenging and extremely challenging on train journeys. They both slept in this morning, maybe the beach air lol. They didn't want to do anything at all this morning. Was planning to take them to a fair. They didn't want to go. So they are lounging. Going to see family this afternoon. I had an asthma attack this morning. The ventolin inhaler makes me shake literally but I'd rather shake than struggle to breathe and feel like I'm going to pass out.

[Jersey Girl]

I lied. That wasn't the end. I shall attempt to amuse the reader. This is what happens when they don't give you enough recovery time...

Ride home. "Oh there's Target. I could pick up my order! Well I can't even walk a straight line. I'll have to come back when I sober up." We only live about 10 minutes from the hospital. "Where are we? Are those pine trees? I don't know where we even are, Boy."

He's not saying a word. He knows I'm on a talking jag at this point. Having flashbacks of Jersey drinking in her twenties no doubt.

When we got home I was still under the influence. I usually walk to the front door ahead of the Boy to unlock the door. Two locks, they turn opposite ways. Once I staggered from the car to the door I was so stupid high that I kept trying the key and messing up the directions of the locks. Started stupid laughing my behind off. "You're gonna have to do the door. I need a responsible adult do you know one?" More stupid laughing.

I try to put a pot of water on the stove to make tea. Talking to myself. "Is there water in there?" I walk away. "I need to put it on the stove, right?" Walk away. Come back. "Didn't I put that pot on the stove?" I talk myself through it step by step "Put the pot on the stove. Turn the knob. DON'T walk away." "Remember when you burned the new pot? Don't do that."

I stagger away.

Almost trip over the cat coming to talk to me. He's a talker. "Stewie stop it I don't know what you're saying. Mommy's brain is mush. Go away before we fall on each other and die. "

I did turn the burner off and make the tea. Slept for a good 5 hours. Woke up rested and alert. You see I was alert enough to go off on a talking jag and alert enough to remember it, but too high to actually function or stop babbling.

Now it's the real End.

some people pay good money for that feeling.

My insurance pays for it.

Glad you got sorted quickly and are doing better after a good sleep.
Hopefully that's a one off and you can go a while without any more episodes.

Thanks! I went more than 3 months this time. I think it was last year I was a day or two from 5 months then bang.

I'll let you know where I am in private.

Okay.

Train journeys the kids were literally perfect. Honestly don't know how because they are usually range between somewhat challenging and extremely challenging on train journeys. They both slept in this morning, maybe the beach air lol. They didn't want to do anything at all this morning. Was planning to take them to a fair. They didn't want to go. So they are lounging. Going to see family this afternoon.

Oh that's so good that the travel went better than you imagined! It's amazing how children can rise to the challenge sometimes, right? Isn't that kind of funny that they want to take it slow? But that's also good because it's less running around for you as well.

I had an asthma attack this morning. The ventolin inhaler makes me shake literally but I'd rather shake than struggle to breathe and feel like I'm going to pass out.

Not good! Maybe there is something growing around there that you're allergic to. Good that you have an inhaler to use and yes, even though it makes you shake it's better to open those airways up! Just do it when you need to and I'm sure you'll get used to the shakes--even though you don't want that to happen.

It sounds like the trip is going well and I hope that is the case!

I'm over here keeping busy and dealing with the aftermath of the heart shock. When I have to get shocked I get burns and welts on my front and back where the pads were. Don't know if I ever mentioned that before. Aloe vera gel is my best friend right now. It won't take long to heal up though.