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I have Wolff- Parkinson- White Syndrome (WPW)

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I have Wolff- Parkinson- White Syndrome (WPW)

Last summer, I learned that that I have a rare syndrome called WPW (Wolff-Parkinson-White).  In summary, I have an extra pathway in my heart that allows the electric current to circulate in my heart.  It causes rapid heartbeats.  The problem with this condition is that the extra path does not have a mechanism to stop palpitations, and very rarely that can be fatal.  After 4 people on my paternal side suddenly passed away from heart diseases, I did not want to take my chances and decided to opt for an ablation this summer.

~Dealing with love ones ~

Preparing for the procedure was nerve wrecking.  Between calls to l my health insurance to make sure the procedure would be covered, calls to my wellness coach to make sure I have support, and doctor’s appointments to keep an eye on me; I had to deal my mother and my “best friend”.  Once I picked the date for my surgery I told my boyfriend, my mother and my best friend.  

My mom drove me nuts.  At first, she connected me with her cousin who is also a cardiologist.  It was very helpful, he guided me and still checks up on me. One week before the surgery, my mom calls me to tell me that she is opposed to the surgery because she had not yet consulted her spiritual guide. She needs to first contact the universe and see what they have in store for me. I respect my mom’s beliefs; she is a highly spiritual and superstitious person.  However, one week prior to the surgery is not the time to have doubts.  She had known about the surgery date for 2 months! Then, she required once again more explanation and insisted on calling my procedure an EKG test. My mom was visiting me during the month of the procedure. I had told her I wanted her to be by my side.  However, a few days beforehand she left me to stay with my brother who lives about 2 hours away from me.  Nonetheless, she told me that if I really wanted her to come and stay with me during recovery she could make the sacrifice and come up to stay with me. To which I responded: “no need for you to sacrifice yourself, I will be fine”. She ended up coming because her cousin guilt her into staying with me.  However, the day after I came back from the hospital she left to stay with my brother.

My ‘best friend” knew about the surgery and had said that she would come to stay with me.  Honestly, I did not want her to come because she is very narcissistic.  It is always about her and for her; everything should and need to revolve around her. Not once had she ever asked me how I am doing since I told her about my heart conditions.  I did not want to deal with her while recovering.  She knew about the surgery.  However, she did not remember (or did not care…) and later on, she accused me of not keeping her updated about my health (that is her reason for not coming to stay with me).

~ The Procedure ~

My procedure was to be done in two steps.  First step, the electrophysiology (EP) study was the physician will attempt to recreate the symptoms and pinpoint the extra path.  The second step is to perform the ablation.  

The day before the procedure, the hospital called me three times to reschedule which created much anxiety for me. The day of, I went there bright and early; the staff was lovely and answered my list of questions.  I went in and came out about 5 hours later.  The doctor had only done the EP study.  The extra pathway in my heart is near the AV node and with modern technology there is a 90% chance that there will be complications and necessitate the use of a pacemaker.  I should attempt the surgery at a later age according to my electro-cardiologist.  I am grateful that the doctor did not continue with the procedure, because I had told him that I was opposed to a pacemaker unless it is utterly indispensable.  However, I am a bit sad that I had to undergo all that stress and yet nothing is fixed.

~Now~

The first few days after the procedure were painful and worrisome.  But now I feel better, I am back to my pre-surgery symptoms; which is normal for me.  The doctors will keep an eye on me. I also need to learn how to make my health a priority.

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How I survived grad school (up to today) and gained 10 pounds

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How I survived grad school (up to today) and gained 10 pounds

This is my 4th semester in grad school.  Next semester, Fall 2017, should be my last, and I will be a proud recipient of a MBA concentration finance.  I take online classes, two classes per semester and I work full-time (Ouf!).  That leaves me with little-to-no social life, an eating disorder, stress level off the charts, and a ‘happy’ problem (by happy I mean 3 or 4 ciders a week).

I sit at work for long hours. I decide to go to the gym.  I pay for a gym membership that I never use.  I went to the gym once this year.  I do not like moving. I eat a 3 courses meal for lunch. I complain a lot. I drink 3 to 4 ciders per week (the calories add up).  I decide to eat healthy. I buy fruits and vegetables. I eat them. I do not buy more. I look up healthy recipes.  I never cook using them. I stopped eating ice cream at home.  I stress eat churros. I stress eat tempura ice cream.  I eat late at night while doing homework.  I stay up late doing homework.  I sleep less than 6 hours per night.  I have no social life.  I text everyone instead of calling. I make plans to hang out.  I meet up with friends. Most times I cancel plans with friends. I feel bad about my social life.  I go on Facebook and Instagram and feel worse about myself.  I stress out that everyone in my class is more intelligent than me. I work twice harder to catch up to them. I stay up even later to study.  I get tips to lower stress for friends and classmates.  I use tips and it lowers my stress during the day.  During the evening, my stress level skyrockets because I think that I missed important deadlines.  I stress cry. I complain. I start seeing a therapist.  I think about quitting therapy.  I no longer enjoy my work.  

That is how I cope with grad school and work full time. Any tips?

Rape Culture???

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Yesterday, I was discussing women’s attire with my boyfriend, and he used the term “rape culture”; stating that some people think that the UCSB shooting this past May was justified…..

I was baffled that some people are justifying rape and shooting of women.  If a woman dresses sexy it is her choice; now if the view of her body arouse a man, it is ok. But that does not mean she HAS to have sex with that man.  I thought everyone was on the same page!!

How come in his century people still have barbaric thoughts and point of view??! How can they think that since a woman arouse you she needs to have sex with you?! That is out of control! I was expecting better from this generation.

On the other hand, how come we do not hear cases of women raping or shooting men because he was exciting them with the way the jeans grabs their butts?! I still have yet to hear about a woman getting pumped up at the strip club to follow an exotic dancer home and rape him.  How come women can refrain themselves from raping another human being and not men?

I am going to stop hear because I am about to go on a rant.

Have a good night or better a nice day haha (it is 5 am in NY )