Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Since everyone is speculating...

Here is the deal. I've been really weak and tired. Not I didn't get enough sleep tired, more like I can barely make it through the work day tired, weak and fatigued. I've been having some chest tightness and shortness of breath at times I should have neither. Also there have been some issues with my stomach and daily "movements."

So... I've had a series of blood tests, urine tests, EKG, chest x-ray, will do a stool sampling this weekend, and meet with a cardiologist for a stress test once a referral is set up.

This all could do with either my lifestyle or my depression/anxiety, but it could be something unrelated. If/when anything physical has been ruled out, then I can address the other issues. Until all the tests are done, I won't know any more than that.

12 comments:

Ree said...

Well, thank you for clearing THAT up! XX

Megan said...

Um. I wasn't speculating.

just bob said...

Um. I wasn't speculating.Does that mean you don't care? :(

Merely Me said...

Megan cares. She wasn't speculating. :) Turn that frown upside down Mr. Bob!

Karen ^..^ said...

Thanks for keeping us updated, Bob.

I'll be sending you my most positive thoughts.

Take care, and start leaving that damnable job at 5:30 ON THE DOT.

Dammit.

Megan said...

Yeah, I didn't speculate. I'd rather not wander down that path if you know what I mean.

But of course I hope you are okay. Sheesh.

Em said...

Hope everything works out.

Merely Me said...

Happy Birthday Bob! You have a gorgeous day here for 'ya!


Your wv's are getting harder. I should have been keeping track but this on is rativyhy and it's really hard to decipher...wavy, jiggly, connected. Ugh.

Teena in Toronto said...

I hope you're feeling better.

Happy blogoversary!

Suzanne said...

I'm absolutely certain I posted here. Bob, did you delete my comment or did I? Did I post or didn't I? Good Lord!

just bob said...

No Blottie... I did not delete any comments.

a. said...

Holy crap, Bob. I hope everything ends up okay. I blame your job. Jobs suck.