“This car is only going one place, and that is to the emergency room,” my best friend firmly stated as she took charge behind the wheel of my car.
It was a gloriously beautiful morning as my BFF and I drove happily down the freeway toward our shopping and lunch excursion. We had been planning for weeks to spend the day wandering in and out of little shops in the square of a nearby town and to eat lunch at a place we had been wanting to try for months.
We had only been on the road for less than 30 minutes when rather suddenly I told BFF I had to pull off the road right away because I was feeling very strange. As I drove off the exit, I felt like I might pass out, I was beginning to sweat, my pulse was racing, and I felt a little sick to my stomach (I think was due to my surprise at what was happening to me). As I drank from my water bottle I noticed my hands were shaking, and I just did not feel right. It was so strange because it hit me all of a sudden, no warning, nothing!!
I got out of the car and walked around for a few minutes, and even though some of the symptoms were beginning to subside, I still did not feel just right. Our local hospital was not far away so we decided I should go get checked. The staff immediately took charge and began to treat me as if I was having a heart attack. BFF called my husband and waited in the room with me until he arrived while the ER staff was in and out conducting various tests.
Fortunately (long story short) there was no evidence of a heart attack, my blood work was excellent, EKG results were good, my blood pressure was great, and other vital tests proved negative. I felt so foolish to have caused such a stir. Everyone, from my BFF to the doctor, did their best to reassure me I had, without a doubt, done the right thing.
After the doctor went over the results, I asked if I might have diabetes which may have caused a drop in my blood sugar? The doctor reassured me I did not have diabetes.
I am not on any prescribed medications, limit my caffeine, and don’t use drugs.
Did I have had a panic/anxiety attack? There is some stress in my life, but don’t we all have some stress?
Maybe it was divine intervention that put the kibosh on our little excursion protecting us from a much worse fate?
Maybe it was another wakeup call? A reminder that life is precious and short.
Whatever it was I am truly thankful for a proactive BFF, a supportive husband, a caring ER staff and a loving Heavenly Father.