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Stress Test, TTE, and I'm scared. Update: could have been better, could have been worse.

Well, it looks like I have some arterial blockage. That’s not great but it could have been worse. I’m going in bright and early Monday morning for a cardiac catheterization to confirm the blockage.

Assuming they find what they think they will find, I’ll have a balloon angioplasty right then. I really like my new cardio doc, and he was explaining how this is a pretty everyday procedure now and that I was going to be fine.

I’m doing my best to believe him, but right now I’m pretty much just scared.

Over the last few weeks I’ve been feeling short of breath and winded by very basic activities, and have had some weird pressure in my chest.

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After a the required manly waiting period to see if it would “go away on it’s own*” I finally went to see my doctor on Friday. She ran an EKG and didn’t see anything immedietely concerning, but I’m scheduled for a Stress Test and a Transthoracic Echocardiogram tomorrow morning to see if something is up with my heart.

I’m 45. My dad died of heart disease at 55. His dad died of it even younger.

My daughter turns 5 on Sunday. My sister was 14 when our dad died, and I’ve seen exactly how much it impacted her.

I’m at work today but I just want to get in my car and drive away. I don’t even know where, just away.

I’m so scared of what the tests are going to say that I can’t even process it.

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*Why I need Feminism.

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