My name is Brooklynne and I am barely 30 years old. I have been tired from the day I was born I swear there hasn't been a day that I wasn't overly lethargic, over the years full of many doctors visits I have been tested for diabetes, thyroid disease, B12, anemia, arthritis and many more things, I probably just cant recall the long list. On February 7th, I was at work when I had my racing heart problems. I have had flutters for as long as I can remember, but I recall really noticing them about
2 years prior to this. This one was bigger than any others I had encountered, I work at a assisted living center here in town and have access to blood pressure cuffs, and heart monitors. We (my boss/friend) and I checked out my heart rate, which clocked in at 156 bpm astonished I was standing they urged me to sit while they took my b/p which was at 129/92. This was when they took me to the Emergency room. They placed monitors on me, took blood, hooked me to IV's had chest ex-rays done and had me stay for about
5 hours where they monitored me. The doctor came in and said I was having an anxiety attack. I knew better. The doctor didn't seem to care much about
my symptoms going along with all this, such as pain in my chest, light headed, tingling in my arms and hands, blurred vision and confusion... not to mention the obvious racing heart and not so hot blood pressure reading. Anything I said I had experienced was blamed on anxiety. So even though he thought he shouldn't he went ahead and had me wear a halter monitor for 24 hours, which was miserable... I hate those things. I waited about
3 weeks for my results to come back, as they were lost and ... well that is a whole other story. Finally my results were in, I drove over 200 miles to see a doctor with half a brain and the courage to care, and there he explained I had major activity on my results but not anything he could pin point my issue with. He said at one point my heart rate went way up to 163 and then plummeted down to 50 within seconds. So he ordered more blood work, a bubble test with heart ultrasound, and a sleep study because he is simply smart. Anyways upon study, I have found apnea which I also have suffered from has much to do with heart related disease, so it all made sense. Finally I get my bubble test done and there it is right there on the screen... the hole. The technician was clear that he could tell me what he sees but he cannot diagnose me, so he shows me the hole, which to me is massive but really any hole in such an important organ is bound to look rather large. He explained that the doctor will probably just put me on aspirin for the rest of my life.... okay, that sounds easy enough... however here I am in the same boat as many others, suffering these symptoms daily that interfere with a very large part of my life not to mention my tedious job I once would have killed to have a break from, I find with almost 2 weeks out of work, Id kill to go back. So I understand why aspirin is given, to thin the blood and to lessen the chances of a stroke.... but the aspirin hasn't touched my massive headaches, it doesn't give me energy, I still feel I will pass out if sitting up from the couch, my heart still pounds, races and has those flutters, I still have pain in my chest and I just don't see how I can continue on with this and go to work again. My work sent me away until I get this all cleared up because I can't perform my duties as this thing.... is really getting to me. I find I am petrified and really appreciating life a lot more, I mean I know this isn't way serious, but at the same time it is serious enough. I have taken all measures I could think of, little tid bits of info to stop some of these symptoms, yet after my altering my lifestyle I still find I suffer just as I did before. I am at a loss, and I fear before my doctor gets to see the results he will say that I just need to pop aspirin for the rest of my life or until my randomly written fate... a stroke... gets me. I can't go on with these symptoms, yet am scared to death to go under for anything. I am in a sense happy to see I am so not alone in all of this, and am happy to find others with this, yet I am sad for you too because I know all too well how much we have been through to find this, and still really have no good information or answers. Anyways, sorry about
my rant, this is all very new to me, today is monday, and I just found this all out on Friday, so its a little unsettling, and I can't talk to people because it scares them like my family and friends, so I sort of keep to myself about
it and hope my brilliant doctor wont let me down now so I can have my life back. I am after all 30 and I have a lot to see and experience yet, I can't when I feel like this though.
Good luck to everybody on here, you are all in my thoughts.