THOUGHT FOR THE DAY
The problem with people is that we only look for short-term solutions. As a result, the problem never really goes away. But what if our problem is the system? What if we know the rootcause, but don't know the ultimate solution? Perhaps, because everybody has something to say...each one of us has a principle, a belief that guides daily living...Given this, it makes me wonder, will people ever really get along?
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My work is killing me, both literally and figuratively. I think that the pressure is taking its toll on me. Last Saturday night, I woke up in the middle of my sleep because there was a pain in my chest, specifically in the heart area. It was like, something or someone was holding my heart inside clenched fists. I raised my left arm on top of my head, and I felt the stretch. It actually scared me, wondering if I was actually having a mild heart attack. The stinging pain lasted for a while, and when I completely woke up in the morning, I felt the heaviness on the left part of my chest, as if there was a certain weight upon me.
Up until now, my left chest feels heavy. It actually hurts every time I touch my upper chest. Sometimes, I have difficulty breathing. Then, just today, the left part of my back began to feel tired and weighed on.
I'm planning to go to the doctor soon...I'm still praying that this will go away somehow...It's hard. My parents aren't here...They could always think for me on what I should do, as well as push me to have a check-up in just a snap. I'm actually scared. I don't know what to expect, because this isn't expected. What's more ironic is that just when I stopped smoking, and started eating healthy, I began to feel these weird physical pains.
It also doesn't help that I read this article some time ago when a Singaporean Account Manager died with unknown causes, but they had a hunch it was due to overwork. Among her symptoms, the only thing we have in common is the difficulty breathing part. I haven't had collapses nor near collapse experiences, which I do not inted to have! That's why I am going to the doctor for an ECG. The nurse in the clinic couldn't say what's wrong, but she is sweet enough to be concerned about me. She even called today, just to check up on me, and asked if I already went to the doctor.
Honestly, I really wish somebody could accompany me when I go there. I'm too scared to find out what the diagnosis is.
