Wednesday, October 10, 2012

The Day I Thought I Was Dying

I called Bryce at work. "My chest feels really tight and there are sharp pains when I move," I confessed. "I've looked up symptoms of a heart attack and I don't think that's the problem."

"You can't rule it out, though," he said. "You should probably go to the doctor."

"How embarrassing would that be if it turned out to be nothing," I asked glumly.

"How embarrassing would it be if you died?" Bryce countered. "You know, it could be anxiety."

There are some significant weights on our chests right now, that's for sure. "Man, I would be really annoyed it my body betrayed me like this as a reaction to stress," I said.

But guess what.

Right after he suggested it, and I accepted it, the pain disappeared.

Apparently life can be so big, so daunting, so burdensome . . .  it can actually make you feel like you're going to meet your Maker.

1 comment:

SweetmamaK said...

Still I hope you go to the doctor, there could be an underlying physical symptom being aggravated by the over powerful stress. I've had friends find out life threatening things bc they went in for something unrelated due to stress. Anyhoo the stress could be the Lord's way of saying, hey Rebecca go to the doctor.