Thursday 24 February 2011

Is there anything more to worry about?

I know, it's been far too long (a recurring theme with me). So much has been happening, that I barely have the energy just to survive at the moment, never mind blog on a regular basis. My son has been suffering from absolutely horrific behaviour problems-and we have finally got some help in the form of consultations with a psychologist to have him diagnosed (could just be that the Swedish health system is more switched- on than the UK's, I don't know). Things have been so tough that I have had to go to the doctors myself with pains in my arm, and yesterday I went for an ecg.

Here's the scary part: The ecg wasn't normal, the doctor said. Cue much anxiety and freaking out from me
, and phone calls to the hospital, begging to be seen earlier than the referral which the doctor said she would send off for me. Yes I know, it seems selfish, begging to be shunted forward in the queue, but I defy anybody not to do the same, given the situation. When you're at rock bottom, the only way to go is selfish-town, I'm afraid, I'm gonna finally look after number one. I'm knackered, stressed, and getting daily abuse from my son into the bargain. Depressed just isn't the word, and I have been saying the past few weeks that if there wasn't anything wrong with my heart, it would be a miracle...and now here we are. I called the hospital this morning and discovered that I have already been allocated an appointment for a stress test...on 28th March. The super-nice lady on the other end she could understand why I was worried and that if I suffer any more pains etc, I should go to the emergency department, as "they have more resources" and can do tests quicker.

It's really cheeky of me to say this, I know, but I'm going to be going there sooner rather than later so I can either put this behind me if they say nothing is wrong...or get the treatment I need....

Watch this space...