- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
I have bradycardia....
The first time I ever heard that term was just a couple days ago, but I've come to loath it in that amount of time.
Basically it's a kind of irregular heartbeat, and this particular form means my heart beats too slow. Luckily its not exactly life-threatening, but it does pose several problems for me.
I have no real idea how it developed, but the doctor said based on my large medical history (from about age 2 to 7 I spent 80% of the time in hospitals across the country) it isn't exactly that big of a surprise. Coupled with my physically strenuous work, and non-existent eating habits, I was asking to have something like this happen.
....yeah. Not exactly the best news to get right before the New Year, but its something I'm kinda used to. My family, particularily myself, doesn't have the greatest history of living without a significant portion of time spent in the hospital. I guess I was lucky to go most of my teenage years without any serious complications.
Like I said, this isn't necessarily serious (or so the Doc tells me, I'm inclined to believe he knows what he's talking about) but considering that should this irregularity continue, I may wind up with a pacemaker in my chest, I'm particularily interested in doing what I can to get my heart back up to normalcy. This percludes doing less strenuous work (I kinda chuckled at that, being told to cut down on physical activity) and coupled with what the nutritionist told me on my last visit (which was a little over a week ago, heh) I gotta start eating more and making sure I don't skip more meals than I eat a day.
This will, naturally, make my free time not exactly 'free' anymore, which is depressing. It feels like I'm spending more time working and stressing out than actually taking the time to enjoy my youth. Here's hoping that doesn't come back to bite me in the ass later on in life.
Of course the point of this long entry is to inform you people that I once again will likely not have much time to write, so we can all bemoan that for awhile.
But hey, when the factors are, either spend time getting your body back in working order, or kicking back and churning out writing and neglecting myself which will mean getting a freaking pacemaker (at my age!), the decision isn't exactly a tough one for me to make.
Peace.