It turns out heart palpitations are benign. Glad to know. I found that out yesterday at Northwestern Memorial Hospital. They do scare you though. At least they scare me. That's why we left Baraboo earlier than anticipated and came home to go to the E.R. and find out what the heck is going on with my heart.
After 24 hours at the cardio obs I find out I'm ok. But it took a while. And sleeping in a hospital is the hardest thing to do. Lights everywhere, sounds: beeping machines, revving up machines, doors slamming, computers flashing. How are patients supposed to get well if they can't get a good night's sleep?
This was my first time staying overnight at a hospital. Next time I'll be sure to take my ear plugs, face mask, toothbrush, and maybe some food. Although I hope there is no next time. On my back for 24 hours brought me a headache as well. But, again, I'm ok they said. I hope they know what they're doing.
I wasn't thrilled about being in Baraboo but I surely would have preferred to stay there than to rush to the E.R. saturday morning with my heart pounding. Again. The weekend is almost over. After three weeks in Europe, a few days in Baraboo, a day at the hospital: I'm waiting for my life to go back to normal. I'll never complain again about being at home, healthy and happy.