Night in the ER

Well, after I had some "episodes" with my heart racing. I went to the Dr yesterday and they placed me on a cardiac monitor. They explained all the rules about wearing it, and how to transmit my data from it over the telephone to a telemetry tech. I think that they really weren't taking me seriously at all when I told them I was a nurse and I knew that something was up. Well, the nurse of course was unimpressed with my complaints and looked at me like I was some hysterical first time pregnant girl that was turning into some kind of a hypochondriac. Then last night while laying on the couch watching house hunters on HDTV my heart started racing away like before. It was so fast I was feeling short of breath and dizzy too. Ok I am an RN- I am in graduate school, I know how to check a pulse! Why didn't anybody listen to me earlier in the day!?!?! Anyway, the monitor picked my heart rate up at 175bpm. That is fast for anyone who doesn't know... My usual baseline is in the 70's pre-pregnancy. So I freaked out and called the 800 number to talk to the telemetry tech on call. She was also freaking out and told me to go to the ER. So we loaded up and off we went. They took me straight back and put me on oxygen and started the IV, drew blood, had to pee in a cup, the whole nine yards. While I was at the hospital my heart rate never exceeded like 145. So,  they sent me home and told me to call the Dr back this morning. So I did. Now I have to go to a cardiologist in the morning at 8:30. And I have missed two days at work, which if any of you know, doesn't go over well AT ALL when you work in a hospital. So, I am a little stressed. Anyway, Aidyn is swimming all around in there hopefully oblivious to Mommy's spastic heart rate changes. I will feel much better after I see the cardiologist in the morning though, because I fly to MO Sunday for school. So there Dr's office- that'll show you crazy over reactive pregnant girl!! I know what a heart rate should be... I work in ICU

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