Three or so months ago I was at the gym, exercising, when I started to struggle to get my breath. Up until that point, I was doing really well, but decided to nip along to the doctors to see what had happened for a couple of weeks after, whenever I walked even a short distance, I was getting out of breath.
Original doc did an ECG and said I'd had a heart attack, which was pretty frightening. Then I had a second ECG done where they turned around and said I had a tiny blip but nothing to worry about, and that a heart attack was a definite no. They then sent me for a chest x-ray which showed a lump in my lung, which panicked me, but then that turned out to be nothing. They've recently done another ECG in the hospital and I got a copy of the letter they sent to my doctor (they sent it to me, else I wouldn't have read it).
The letter reads: 'Patient was a poor echo study (which I imagine is because I'm fat) but has at least mild LVSD on his left side'. Because I was drunk when I opened the letter, I looked up LSVD (I normally stay away from google) and it is basically heart failure. My partner went mad at me because I've basically told myself I'm dying, but I have loads of symptoms which correlate with heart failure - fatigue, vision problems, bloated belly, depression, swollen ankles, breathlessness. I've been told to go to a heart clinic for more tests but it's not for a while. Everything is glacial here in the UK but at least we don't need to pay for it.
In terms of my anxiety, it's creeping back up - but are you surprised? I've had two cancer scares (they also found a hard lump in my man-boob) and been told I'd had a heart attack. I got really bad last year and went on medication which sorted me out, but this is taking some getting over. I don't know if I'm reading too much into the letter but I've got no-one to really ask and I'm definitely not going to google again!
I'm a youngish guy, 29, who up until the first 'panic' was doing really well at the gym and genuinely feeling like I was turning my life around. I'm 22 stone, 6ft 1. Non-smoker for three years, smoked for three. I used to eat a lot of crap, but cut all that back.
Is my life over?