So, just to be on the safe side, I dropped by the 24-hrs clinic on my way home. The young doctor on duty didn't think it as serious in nature, although the blood pressure was pretty high. 150/100? I never had it this high before. The latest measurement done last month was relatively lower at 130/88. Anyway, he prescribed some muscle relaxant for me to help ease the stiff shoulders. Sunday passed by, as normal as normal can be, except for that nagging feeling of breathlessness and a faster than usual heartbeat.
Monday was bad. The 2 pills I took after breakfast worked its way into my limbs, and my head felt a tonne heavy. The label says NORGESIC, (whatever that is) and came with a warning - may cause drowsiness! Ahh.... should have known better.
Came Tuesday, and the symptoms seems getting worst. Wonder what's wrong with my body. Kinda worried. Should have gotten the contact numbers of all my insurance agents printed for my mum to keep. lolz.... I think I am getting real panicky.
Decided to seek a second opinion. The polyclinic is just across the road and it's past 1pm, so there shouldn't be a crowd. In anycase, my registration is always accorded prority status. :) The doctor measured a 170/100 bp. wow~ I had never hit this mark before. But he doesn't seems much concerned. Wonder why. He said from the symptoms, it is unlikely a heart problem. But to allay my fears, he sent me for a ECG test. The results seems pretty okay. Well, he suggested more tests next week and a review in 2 weeks time. Hmmmm... well, I guess I will just have to rest easy first. It's seems pretty reassuring for now. But what is really the cause?
Going thru' my mind were a thousand scenarios. But still, the only hope that I would want to rest on, is the assurance that God had given, - thru His Son, Jesus. But then, why do the symptoms seems to get worst? I tried to strengthen my faith and trust in God, but each night, as I lay down to rest, the negative thoughts kept coming back. Sigh~
Then it dawned on me..... oww! It must have been that half cup of fruit cocktail which I had on Friday night! I had originally thought that the can of cocktail was not opened. Someone had left the can of cocktail, opened but still in it's tin can, neatly sitting in the fridge. The top of the can was cut neatly opened so that it can used as a cover. I didn't notice that the can was opened until a couple of days ago. Why waste it? So I scooped out a half cup on Friday evening for dessert. But oh no! That can had been sitting there for more than 2 mths! I remembered we had a lunch gathering during Chinese New Year period and that was when the can was opened. That's how long ago it was!
Oh my! But is that really it? I didn't get a tummy ache afterall right?
Then Pastor's message on last Sunday came to mind. Somewhere, somehow, he taught about the passage from 2 Kings 4:38 - About how Elisja was sitting with the sons of the prophets and dinner was served. The servant had mistakenly sliced some wild gourds into the stew and those were poisionous. "There is death in the pot!" the sons cried out. And Elisha put a handful of fine flour into the pot and when they ate, there was nothing harmful in the pot.
"There is death in the pot!" - was it an affirmation that what I had eaten is causing me these? And of course, I quickly took communion. This was what the message was about! But ofcourse, I was still wondering and still doubtful.
Thursday morning. My assignment this week brought me to meet a Traditional Chinese Medicine Practitioner. No harm trying out a consultation.
After hearing my ordeal and taking the pulses, his first remark is that my digestive system is blocked. This is why it is causing the shortness of breath, the discomfort, the heaviness of head. His prescription is supposed to help clear the digestive passage upwards. Come to think of it, there seems some truth in it. Had I not been getting that bloated feeling?
The medicine was bitter. 4 packs of powdered medicine to be mixed in hot water and taken after meals, twice a day. sigh~
Well, it's Saturday again today. I sure felt alot better. The pulsating heartbeat is gone and I can breath alot easier now. Though the bloated feeling is still there, but is alot better. I can really heave a sigh of relieve. So God was right! And I thank Him once again, for the word and His watch over me.
Now, I think I should take the communion again.... it's a gesture of thanks and rememberance of His completed works on the cross. Praise Jesus!
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