So I went to see a very nice chap called Dr Adrian Draper at Parkside yesterday – have been handed to him by the Cardiac guy as he's clueless as to why I am breathless. (If only it was because he was attractive, sadly not..)
Thought Draper was pretty good – amusingly he had me trotting up and down a short flight of stairs to see the impact on my heart rate. 10 stairs up and down twice instantly gave me a 124 heart rate, which he looked a bit surprised about.
So while he hasn't got a clue as yet what it is, the next step seems to be a CPAT test – or something. Bit like the running machine one, but this time on an exercise bike and they monitor your breathing through some mouth piece thingy. At least it'll be a change – they only do this at the Brompton Hospital and I've never been there. A bit like my holidays – one to tick off the list (though I really hope I don't manage to visit over 100 hospitals, that's defy less exciting than a trip to a new country..) If they don;t decide on that, it's yet some other kind of scan – they do seem to have a hatful of different ones to choose from. Although I quite like the bike idea 'exercise while you see the doctor' – doubling up on a chore seems like a good plan to me..
In the meantime, I remain a cabbage. I do hope they crack this soon before I have to move up yet another clothing size…
Moonface PuddingGirl x