Well....shoot

Remember how I posted a while back that I was having chest pain, and wasn't sure what was causing it? It ended up getting really bad the weekend after I went to the doctor, and that Sunday on the advice of the hospital nurse I went to the ER. I was having really bad radiating chest pain, lightheaded-ness, and pain radiating down my left arm (all signs of a heart attack...crap!). I got there and they did an EKG (fine) a chest XRAY (fine) and blood work (fine again). They had no idea what was wrong either. Hmmmmmmm. That Monday things were looking up, less pain, and Tuesday and Wednesday were virtually pain free. Whoohoo, I was healthy again!!! Except...I wasn't. On Thursday the episodes of chest pain started again, and have steadily been getting more frequent. About a week ago I also noticed that when I would be having the chest pain, I would also get a stabbing pain just below the bottom of my left ribcage, as well as pain in my back directly behind that area. Last night I noticed something discouraging. Just below the ribcage is an area about the size of my hand that is visibly swollen and pretty tender. CRAP again! I just happened to have an appointment scheduled to see another doctor today, since the first one didn't really do it for me. This first appointment with the new doctor today will also be my last. He was convinced that I had "pulled a muscle" in my chest wall, and that's why I was having pain. A great theory if the pain wasn't getting worse instead of better over the last two week, and if I didn't suddenly have a pork chop sized area of swelling under my rib. Cause when is the last time a pulled muscle made your innards swell? Hmmmmmm. He did give me one shred of hope, I have a CT scan set for next Tuesday, where I will swallow a cup full of contrast dye and lay for 30 minutes on a table like this:

Getting cool pictures taken of my chest and abdomen. I am actually scheduled for another exciting procedure that same day, but I will save that for another post. Sigh. I just want to be better/okay/healthy. This isn't the best time of year to be sick (not that any other time would be great either) and I cant help but worry that its something serious. Google is not my friend. So, again, I ask for your cheery thoughts and well wishes, and lets all hope for great news on Tuesday!

Proof that its not all in my head (and that I need to get on that darn elliptical more!) :(

And because cute pictures of my kids cheer me up, here is a snapshot from bath time tonight, where you can check out my future scuba diver in action. A bath just isn't complete unless you have explored the deepest trenches of the bathtub ;)