DAnte had another one of those "heart racing" episodes literally this morning....he knocked on my door and asked if he should call ems as his heart rate was at 135. I made him go lie down immediately and gave him something cool to drink....and retook his pressure lying down....at which point his heart rate started to subside....we both noted that he had just gone to the bathroom prior to all this so we are now wondering if its something related to the tumor....my nerves are frayed beyond belief...i HATE living like this....its taking all the good out of me and leaving me with fear and anxiety...
I just hate this...i hate this...then if i feel like shyt im supposed to just "snap" out of it...will someone PLEASE tell me how the hell you snap out of this???
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