Ejection What?
There are lots of things I could write about. Like I said, I have a lot to say. It’s hard to know where to begin. I’ve never been a fan of linear storytelling when I write fiction, so I might jump around a lot, but I promise that if I do, I’ll try to be clear about where we are in my timeline of heart-related events.
I want to talk about my ejection fraction. What, you are probably asking, the hell is that? Basically, it’s the volume of blood your heart pumps in one beat, expressed in a percentage. A healthy ejection fraction (EF) is anywhere between 55-70%. Anything below 40% is considered heart failure. 30% is considered very bad.
My ejection fraction was measured twice during two different tests. The first test was an echocardiogram, AKA a heart ultrasound, and that measured my EF at 25%. Later on in the month, I had a cardio MRI, which measured my EF at 17%.
No wonder I was so weak and fatigued and generally feeling crappy.
I am almost obsessed with this number. The heart health clinic I’m going to is using the higher number, but I really believe that the medications I’m taking (2 specifically for the heart) and the rest and activity I’m getting have increased the EF considerably because I feel so much stronger than I did before I was admitted. Still, I will not find out my new EF until May, when I have a follow-up echocardiogram.
Meanwhile, I take two heart meds, one, ramipril, is an ACE-inhibitor and the other is bisoprolol, which is a beta blocker. They are not without their side effects, let me tell you. My blood pressure is quite low now – so low I feel crappy at times (light-headed, woozy, nauseous) which is why I went to the ER on Thursday afternoon. My blood pressure got as low as 96/54, and at that point I had a hard time getting up. But the doctors love that I have this low blood pressure because it means that my heart isn’t working as hard as it was. I, however, was in a bit of a panic when I watched the heart monitor register the numbers. This is why I’m not going to get a home blood pressure monitor; I’ll be checking it every 10 minutes!
That sucks you have to wait until May to get your new numbers. It’s only a month yet it’s so long – a month seems like a long time when you are waiting on something.
They have to wait that long because the heart meds often take a couple of months to have an effect on the heart.
I can imagine it is very easy to get obsessed with the numbers. You are wise to forgo the home bp monitor!