Before anyone starts no it isn’t a ‘sore’ chest of the sort of thing you have when you’re coughing your guts up and sound like your innards are turning to outards so to speak
So already a discussion has started in my pictures thread from my final final project I thought I would explain things and make people aware of the situation and give advice to other young folk and a few older people if they are having similar troubles.
I’ve been getting chest pains for a good part of 8 months, first thoughts are muscle pains because as I go to the gym I thought it was just added pressure I was putting onto my chest so I eased off at the gym a little. Due to financial circumstances and my knee getting worse I stopped going to the gym but I still kept working in the garden clearing it out to keep busy and keep the muscles busy from the sudden stop going to the gym and to get the garden ready for the big plan for our big garden to how we’ve all said it was going to be for years and now actually getting round to doing it and yes I am actually going to be working hard well as much as i can
Two months ago the pains started to get worse and getting to a point where it was beginning to effect me in day to day life, with the knowledge of the history of heart problems in my family regarding my grandad having heart problems and my grandma dying from heart failure also my mum having heart problems of her own I thought the safest and smartest bet would be to see a doctor and prove to myself and hoping it is just muscle pains and theres nothing up with me.
Got to the doctors his first words to me when I said about my chest pains was that I needed to lose some weight because at my age at my height and weight I am medically obese. Yes I know I’ve had one too many chocolate bars as a child
He measured me in at 6 foot 3 at 126 Kg and I know it’s stupid to say but I don’t look as big as I am and considering my dad use to be 24 stone at his heaviest
my waist is still 38 inches which baffles folk when I tell them.
He took my blood pressure which I think was something like 149/71, that to me doesn’t look good at all and is worrying enough.
He said for me to go for an ECG scan just to be sure even though he doesn’t think there is anything wrong with my heart but to put my mind at ease. 2 days ago I went for my ECG scan and correct me if I’m wrong but you’re supposed to find the results of the ECG scan then and there? Well I never got the results, instead I am waiting until the 31st of this month to find out the results and to see if anything needs to be done. In one way I’m glad because I can prepare for him to come out with the worst but in the other I’m ■■■■■■ off because I could know then and there what I need to do. I saw the scan and to me it didn’t look normal and looked a bit odd but I’m not a doctor so I couldn’t say.
I thought from this I can go a long fine and hopefully things won’t get too bad and I will be alright for another 2 weeks. Well got into college yesterday 1 day after my ECG scan I started getting the regular pains and wasn’t so bad, I headed down some stairs on my way to psychology my chest felt like it was going to explode Stabbing pains were getting more intense and worse, I got into psychology thinking my pains would go away if I sat down but I got to my desk and all I could feel was pains in my chest and getting shortness of breath. I sat down at my desk and the pains were still bad, I got up and asked my teacher where the first aid people were at (Never used first aid at college before!!) she said herself I didn’t look alright and looked ill and to me it’s worrying when people can tell by looking at you, you look in a bad way. She sent me to the main reception with a lad from the class to make sure I got to reception okay, I got to reception okay and had the first aider come down and know it all boffin here. ‘Well you aren’t having a heart attack because you wouldn’t be able to clutch your chest and you wouldn’t be able to feel the right side of your body’ along them words,
I was just wanting her to shut up and do something other than just sit there tell me what isn’t happening too me. She asked if anyone could come and get me to take me to the hospital, I told her no because my dad was at work and my mum doesn’t have her car because my dads using it at the moment to get too and from work. She started putting on the your parents should be there and have a plan of action incase things like this happen, and you shouldn’t go through this alone.
Maybe your mum could contact your dad to come pick you up. I just laughed and said how would you get a 44 ton truck through the college gates to come pick me up
Thankfully my dad was working in the office yesterday so he dropped the car off at home for my mum to come through and pick me up. As he still had a job to do and I understand that.
My chest pains were easing off slightly, my mum called in at the shop on the way back for my brother to get some water so I could take some pain killers to see if it would take off the pain but jack the lad thought it would be a good idea to get some sour pastels for his trouble how thoughtful .
Thankfully it took off some of the pain but when mum went over speedbumps I was ■■■■■■ and blinding at the pain she asked me if I wanted to go to the hospital or whether I wanted to go home. I wanted to go home and said if the pain got any worse to take me to the doctors than they have to do something about it. I got home and I had something to eat and something to drink and sat on the sofa trying to relax, got on the laptop and started doing some work and talking to folk on the tinterweb. I started getting really drowsy so I went upto bed for about 1:30 - 2pm and that was that up to 7 this morning. And a lately my sleep has been bad going to bed late up early o clock hours!!!
The pains have been bad again this morning and it didn’t help that my bus didn’t turn up this morning so I walked half a mile to the next bus stop, I got more pains in my chest waiting for the bus this morning and were getting quite bad and I still get bad pains in my chest from time to time now. So now I’m hoping that my chest is going to be fine up until the end of this month because I can’t afford to get time off of college with my exams. Another thing that put me off the hospital when I told the first aider about my exam today her telling me if the hospital says no to me taking the exam for me to not do it and re-sit I told her in kind words that isn’t going to happen!!
From this what is going to happen.
My diet wasn’t currently bad, actually from the doctor telling me I needed to lose weight a good 2 weeks ago, my diet has got better and I’m not eating the same junk so I’ve just enhanced my diet and started eating non fatty stuff all together and drinking more water, eating more fruit etc.
I’m applying for full time positions, and apprenticeships so I have some form of income and all have been manual labour jobs so that in itself would be good for me but using the money from that to start going back to the gym and not having my mum and dad pay for me to go.
It’s not an easy fix and I’m still not fully sure what is wrong with me all I am hoping is it isn’t too drastic and is nothing to stop me from getting my HGV license in the future. I don’t want to go down the same route my dad did with his health problems when he was overweight so I am nipping it in the bud now before I get any worse.
I expect no sympathy from folk regarding my weight, I know I’ve done it too myself and I have only myself to blame. Blah blah blah but I am doing something about it.
I thought I would share this with everyone and some strong words of advice, If you start gaining weight and a lot of it, nip it in the bud before it’s too late because you will find it’s a pain in the arse to shift!!! You don’t have to go to a gym to shift the pounds but that’s my preferred method of exercise because I enjoy going. If you are having chest pains it’s better to get them checked out then to find out later on when it’s too late to do anything about it.
Take care of yourselves folks!!
Cheers
Jonny