Hard Attack

I awoke at roughly 4am this morning in a horrible amount of pain. It was isolated to the left side of my chest, under my left boob and down the middle of my sternum. It was a pinching, tight, stinging pain that was there when i held my breath, and was there when I breathed. It was inexorable.

I was having a heart attack.

Omg, I'm having a heart attack!
No, you're not; if you were having a heart attack you wouldn't be thinking - at least not rationally.
You're right.
Maybe I should tell mum and dad?
No, it's too late, they're asleep.
Try hitting yourself.
Oh! It's probably pleurisy....so i guess it's ok to go back to sleep.
Yeah, I'm so tired...

As i tried to decipher what exactly was happening to me, sleep eventually took over and I was out of it. Clearly, if i was having a heart attack i survived it. But I couldn't figure out what the pain exactly was. I still have it, though it's nowhere near as bad as it was last night. I've determined that it most like is the aforementioned (as noted in my wonderful thought bubble in italics), and am taking it easy.

I do have clinic at TGH on Monday, and will bring up the countless assaults that pleurisy has had on my person as of late. This just doesn't feel normal. The last time I had pleurisy -last month - I had actually had it for a solid week before it dawned on me what it was. I thought i just had a really sore back b/c i was sitting it weird positions or something. But no, it was in fact pleurisy. And in July when I had it for 13 days...I don't know. You would think that I've had it enough to know what it feels like when it strikes, but every time I've had it, it's felt completely different than the last time. The only constant with it (besides its constant presence) is the fact that it's incredibly painful, and you literally can feel it hovering over the area it's planning on attacking.

*sigh* Oh well. I haven't taken anything for the pain yet today. I am currently waiting for the oxygen company to come by and fill my liquid tanks.

That's about all for now. I'm going to go back to reading Vanity Fair and will sit here and conquer the pain...as well as conquer my deep urge to consume mass quantities of Oreo cookies. Mmmmmmmm.......