You seem to have good medical-financial karma, at least!

Is your Doc single????  Maybe he's sweet on you?!?!?!?

Hope all goes well, and you're not hitting that 'panic button' very often.

I got a chuckle out of this part.

Your doctor is a sweetie. I'm glad it was nothing more serious.

I'm glad to know you're not having a heart attack.  Your doctor sounds like
a keeper for sure!  Now if we could just figure out how to alleviate that
stress...

Purrs and hugs,
Joy

Jill,

I'm so relieved to hear this!  I am really impressed that your doctor didn't
charge you and thought the hospital was out of line.  I'm also glad they are
going to try to continue to monitor you, to make sure it isn't something
else.

Diane

Sounds like you have a sensible, generous doctor who obviously likes cats
too! Keep him!

Sorry that its caused by stress. In one way its a good diagnosis: its not in
itself life threatening. But in a way its a bad diagnosis because its not
easy to fix.

Purrs that life gets back on track for you soon.

Yowie

Oh Jill, it sounds like you have a great doctor!  I feel much better about
you being in good hands!  Purrs coming that you're feeling better quickly!

Hugs,

CatNipped

This sounds like a good idea just to be safe.  I understand it's not
uncommon for people to have episodes of a racing heartrate, mild chest
pains, etc and by the time they have an EKG done in the office their
symptoms are gone and nothing shows up on the EKG. Lots of times
symptoms like that aren't indicative of anything serious (my sister had
a couple of episodes of a racing heartrate and it turned out to be
nothing to worry about), but it's always better to get it checked out
and if necessary wear one of those Holter monitors for a day or two to
catch one of the events so the doctors can have a better idea of what's
going on.

They use that term at my vet as well.  One of the cats who was up for
adoption there a while back used to like to knead on people and it made
him so happy he would drool a little while he was doing it.  They
called that "making biscuits and gravy". :-)  I haven't seen him
recently; I'm sure he was adopted.  He was a sweetie.

Mucho soothing, stress-relieving purrs.  Good Lord, girl.

Theresa
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Just curious -- do you ever hold your telephone  on your shoulder and bend
your neck  over to hold it in place? I had a friend who got intense neck
and shoulder/arm pain by doing this.  MLB

He sounds like an excellent doctor (and also a cat person?) ;-)

He sounds like a very good physician, it sounds like he may be owned by
a cat. Purrs your pain can be solved easily.

Lots of purrs and best wishes for Persia to help you with stress,

<snip>

I'm very glad that your heart is okay, but don't think that "stress" isn't
serious too.
It doesn't sound like much - sort of a "pull yourself together" illness like
some people think depression is.
It isn't.  It can cause all sorts of physical symptoms that you would never
imagine it could and it lowers your immune system.
I was diagnosed with it in January 04.  My mother died suddenly in Jan 03, I
struggled to cope with that and at the same time I was having difficulty
with my sight.  I started to get bullied at work by a manager because my
performance fell.  Her sadist tendencies showed when she reduced all my help
from colleagues and gave me an unachievable workload. BTW, this is what
bully bosses often do, set you up to fail.
Stress, in the clinical sense, is very serious.  I got through it with
Prozac and ongoing counselling.  I was about to finish the counselling when
all this last thing happened.
I'm lucky, because the counselling is provided by the Employee Welfare
Service where I work, it has cost me nothing.  Except having needed it, of
course which is a big price to pay :-P

I was ambivalent at first about having a male counsellor.  Let me say right
now that I should never have doubted him.  He has been more than wonderful
and is very aware of feminine issues, and it does matter that you don't get
this bloke--woman thing, I could fancy you and lets..

It was Simon who told me - when I was creeping around in pain on one of his
visits - that I really should see a doctor.  So I did, and the rest is
history.
It was Simon who came to see me in hospital the first time, when I was
having tests and my prognosis was poor, who turned away so I would not see
his tears.  I did see them, however, and asked him about it.  He said  "I
don't think I will *ever* advise a client of mine to go to the doctor if
this is going to be the outcome."
I said  "You may just have saved my life."
He visited me in hospital after my operation.   He took me in his car from
my aunt's place to be in my beloved home again with my cats (10 miles out of
his way)  when I was homesick for it all and couldn't drive.
He came on Wednesday this week.  We had a lot to discuss about what is going
on with the cancer and stuff and we covered all that.
He said  "I am so glad I brought you home, I was touched by how pleased you
were to be home and see your cats again."

Awww.  What a lovely man.

Tweed