Well, I am home. They said that there was nothing wrong with my heart, and that the pain could be related to my gallbladder, or stress. My cholesterol was normal, my BP was elevated, but nothing concerning given that I was in the hospital, blood sugar was perfect, and my stress test was normal. There weren't any enzymes released that would show that I had a heart episode.
The doctor wants me to visit her in a week to take a look at me more thoroughly, and they want me to see a gastroenterologist. It might be something with my stomach, or my gallbladder. They mentioned that twice as a likely suspect. Could be a gallstone, or... yeah, I don't want to think about surgery.
I left the hospital around 2:15pm yesterday, then went home and showered, changed, and headed down to the theater. My pain started coming back, but I completely ignored it. I took a few aleve, had water, and went on.
The show went well. Really well, actually. After, we all went out for food and drink, and I got home at 1:15 am, then promptly passed out.
Tonight, there will be a reviewer at the show. Holy. Fuck. Nutz.
The doctor wants me to visit her in a week to take a look at me more thoroughly, and they want me to see a gastroenterologist. It might be something with my stomach, or my gallbladder. They mentioned that twice as a likely suspect. Could be a gallstone, or... yeah, I don't want to think about surgery.
I left the hospital around 2:15pm yesterday, then went home and showered, changed, and headed down to the theater. My pain started coming back, but I completely ignored it. I took a few aleve, had water, and went on.
The show went well. Really well, actually. After, we all went out for food and drink, and I got home at 1:15 am, then promptly passed out.
Tonight, there will be a reviewer at the show. Holy. Fuck. Nutz.