So, I’ve had myself another medical adventure. I got carted off from working by an ambulance. I’ve got 2 things to say about that (before I tell you what all happened): 1. It’s embarrassing. Not the way that I’d like my co-workers to see me. 2. I am thankful that my co-workers took care of the situation quickly and professionally. Because they got me off to the hospital so quickly, things turned out very well. I didn’t even need to be admitted to the hospital.
Apparently my potassium levels were very low which led to atrial flutter, which led to hypoxia, which led to a seizure… So, I went over to the ER and they used some meds to get my heart back into a normal rhythm, bring my heart rate down and to help keep me from having any further seizure activity. Needless to say, I have no intention of that ever being a repeated event. It sucked. I am still feeling the effects of the meds and I ache all over. Not to mention I missed 1.5 nights of work.
It just seems like there is always some kind of medical bull shit in my life.