Sending purrs that everything is OK.

Kathryn

Many purrs.  Hopefully it will be something minor and easily
controlled.

--Fil

Mega purrs coming for you Baha - we're purr-aying that it's nothing but an
anxiety attack.

All the purrs and good thoughts we can muster are on their way.

Oh my, that's scary.  Many purrs coming up.  I hope it was just a panic
attack or something like that.

Dear Baha,

Am 28.02.2006 schrieb Singh:

I'm so sorry to read that you are not well. Mega purrs are coming over to
you to comfort you and take away your fear. We cross our fingers for you,
that the 'thing' they found turns out to be nothing.

Purrs to you
Inge and the catgang

Purrs and healing thoughts from me and my 4.  I hope they
are able to help you and that it is something minor.

Debbie
dberry@mitre.org

Purrs, prayers, and offerings going up for you.  Here's hoping that all
is fine and dandy.

Smokie Darling (Annie)

Many, many purrs for you.

DH had a heart scare last year.  What I can definitely tell you is,
even if there's almost zero chance that anything is actually wrong,
they will keep you for several days just in case.  They don't take
risks when it comes to your heart.  So please don't worry overly much;
even if nothing's wrong, they just don't want to risk that they missed
anything.

Hugs and purrs, Baha.  I hope your fears will be calmed by good news in
further tests. But what you went through definitely sounds scary! I
don't blame you for being frightened at all.

Melissa

{{{{Baha}}}}

Purrs that you are okay, and calming purrs for your nerves.  I can
only imagine how scary this is for you.  Hang in there, and get
better, okay?

Ginger-lyn

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Honey, you get our purrs and prayers of course.

Hope there is nothing major wrong.  But if there is that good and wise
doctors can make it right.

Please don't let things you think you should have done interfere with your
joy in you cats or your participation in this group.  We love you just the
way you are.  Really.

Jo

Oh my goodness, lots of purrs it turns out to be nothing major.  I had a
similar scare myself in 2003 and the hospital will not commit themselves to
saying it was or was not a heart attack for me either.

Did you have an ECG?  If so, what did it indicate?  Mine was abnormal the
day after but by the time my appointment with a cardiologist came through
(whoops, my doctor forgot to get in touch with me for months..) it was
difficult to tell.
I had a treadmill test (very fit apparently!) and waited 6 months for a
heart scan which was inconclusive, so I still don't know.
I weighed about 130 lbs at the time.  I am quite small, 5' 4" and they told
me to not let myself get too much heavier as it would be a heart risk.
I've let my weight creep up to over 140 lbs now.  This is because of my
recent illness and operation.  I just could not walk much at all.

I shall start walking briskly for at least half an hour per day as soon as
the weather warms up a bit.  I always used to do this in my lunch hour,
before I got ill.  Maybe 2 hours or more over the weekend then, too.

Tweed

Purrs that all is well and you're just having anxiety or something.
(well, I don't mean "just"--not to minimize that either)
Don't be scared. If anything's wrong, they'll find it and fix it. It's
absolutely amazing what medicine can do these days. I know this; I am
living in the bonus round because of it.
I do wish they would consider an angiogram (heart cath). It is a fairly
serious procedure, but really the only way that I was diagnosed. I
passed the stress test, thalium test, bloodwork, and ultrasounds with
flying colors and pronounced cardiac-healthy when I was actually on
borrowed time with four clogged arteries.  They would not have found it
without an angiogram.

Sherry

Sherry

oh goodness, purrs and prayers for your good health. Please keep us updated.
Lily & her mama

Purrs are on the way.

We're sending lots and lots of purrs for this to be nothing serious.

I went to an outpatient cardac testing place today and guess what? they
STILL won't tell me anything! Damned AMA. I figure they want to get their
fingers on a few extra bucks that'll eventually find their way to the
coffers of that esteemed association when I have to get further (mental
health) therapy. I'll find out a week from Friday.

I did have to get nuked up again. I got well-nuked at the hospital yesterday
when I did the stress test. Today I got shot up with enough stuff that my
turds will have a half-life. If I was going to get pregnant and wanted a
two-headed baby with green body hair, this would be the time. Then I got
stuffed into something resembling a tightly-fitting donut for nearly an
hour. They did have a mirror geared up so I could watch the real-life soap
opera that is Court TV. But watching the crawl at the bottom of the screen
in a mirror was a little too much! To add to this, I then got shot up with
something that made my heart think I was running a treadmill--a
disconcerting feeling if you're shoved into a gigantic metal donut. It took
a while to shake the lazy man's runner's high this generated.

I have not had the angiogram, though I had EKG on top of EKG these past four
days. If they can't find out if my heart went on a deranged shopping spree
Saturday morning, I suppose this unpleasant-sounding procedure's the next
thing on the list. All the results were sent to both my GP and my
psychiatrist, in case my medication's throwing me into left field.

The babies, God bless them, have been all over me since I got back, though
Stosh was really agitated for a while. I'm told he was quite surly while I
was gone. Last night he wanted to engage me in a particularly vigorous
wrestling match, which I had to decline; I've had enough punctures from
IV's, sugar checks and this damnable series of shots I had to take in the
gut, of some species of anti-coagulant. Brandy has just wanted to curl up
next to me, Roxie has been very vocal for my attention, and even Odessa let
me hold her twice today. Stosh got up on me last night and began to knead,
and I knew he's forgiven me for my inconsiderate absence.

Blessed be,
Baha

I hope you get good results.  A full-blown heart attack makes
characteristic changes in blood enzymes, but angina caused by a
partial blockage doesn't necessarily show up in the blood tests.

I recently spent five days in the hospital, going in Friday before
last with chest and left arm pain, and shortness of breath.  It wasn't
severe, but I have a history of heart disease and thought it best to
make sure.

Since I have had a heart attack in the past, and have six stents, the
nuclear stress test doesn't give very helpful results in my case.  It
just says that my blood flow patterns aren't normal, which the doctor
knew anyway.  So, the doctor decided to skip a stress test and do an
arteriogram, where a catheter is fed into my femoral artery,
maneuvered up close to the heart, and dye is released into the
bloodstream so that the blood vessels will show up on an X-ray screen.

As it turned out, no new blockages had appeared since my last
arteriogram, about a year ago (Yay!).  The heart doctor referred me to
an orthopedic (bones and joints) specialist.  I saw the latter today,
who diagnosed a pinched nerve in my neck, and has prescribed physical
therapy.  The shortness of breath was apparently caused by the
combination of pain and nervousness about the situation.

Hope further testing turns up nothing to be concerned about.

Purrs on the way.

~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Life without cats would be only marginally worth living."
-TC, and the unmercifully, relentlessly, sweet calico kitty, Kenzie.

How you behave towards cats here below determines your status in Heaven.
- Robert Heinlein

Life is very difficult. Once you understand that, life becomes easier.
-Buddha

Oh!!  That *is* very worrying!  But to look on the bright side, even
if it was a heart attack, you're home now, and it's over.  Whatever it
was didn't kill or disable you, and now the doctors can look over you
and fix whatever it was that happened.

OMG, Baha!  How scary!  Twin turbo purrs coming your way for this to be
easily controlled.  Scooter sends a dollop of doggie drool to make you
better, too.

Lots of healthy purrs on the way.

Lots and lots of purrs and best wishes for you to be ok,
Polonca and Soncek

Oh my goodness, purrs heading to Buffalo.
Suz&Spicey