Post by Avery on Mar 23, 2018 0:09:02 GMT 8
I have been having so much chest pain and trouble breathing lately. I don't think I've taken a proper deep breath in weeks but the last five days or so have been particularly awful. I know that I bind too often and for too long, and I pay for it with daily back and shoulder pain and a general feeling of not quite being able to fill my lungs. Normally though, when I wake up in the morning after not wearing my binder all night I feel fine. Not lately.
On Saturday night I went to a nightclub with my roommate for their drag show and it was great, I always love going. Sometime toward the middle of the night I noticed my shortness of breath was a bit worse than normal but I shrugged it off, and figured it was from dancing. Later, toward the end of the night, I was in the centre of maybe a hundred people and you know how sometimes when the music is really loud your heart sort of beats with it? That was happening and I just suddenly couldn't breathe. Like, I was breathing, or trying to, but I couldn't get any oxygen. I sort of stumbled out of the crowd and leaned with my face next to an open window trying to catch my breath. We went home a few minutes later and I went straight to take my binder off and go to bed. I was laying in bed without it and I still couldn't catch my breath and it felt like I had an anvil sitting on my chest.
When I woke up the next morning the pressure had barely subsided at all and I still couldn't take a full breath. The air felt thin. I spent the morning and early afternoon in my room in only a loose t-shirt, and then wore some layered sports bras and a giant sweater when I had to go into the rest of the apartment to cook and, to be honest, because I was getting lonely haha. Even just the layers was further constricting my breathing and I could only bear it for an hour or so.
Monday, I stayed home from work and stayed in my room again with just a loose t-shirt. I put the binder on towards the end of the afternoon because I had to go to the pharmacy and I survived the hour but felt exhausted and out of breath after. On Tuesday, I decided to go to work. Bad idea. I spent the day in my chair feeling like I had just run a marathon, and realized after a few hours that I had been absentmindedly scratching at my neck because I couldn't breathe. I left early and took my computer so I could work from home, which is what I also did yesterday.
Today I came back because I have meetings and things but I feel horrible. I can barely breathe, I can't focus, I'm tired, I feel like someone punched my in the centre of my chest and the pressure is insane. I keep getting these sharp pains near my heart and in my left armpit which is weird. Anyway, I might as well have stayed home because I'm super unproductive and keep wasting time googling things like hypoxia.
On Saturday night I went to a nightclub with my roommate for their drag show and it was great, I always love going. Sometime toward the middle of the night I noticed my shortness of breath was a bit worse than normal but I shrugged it off, and figured it was from dancing. Later, toward the end of the night, I was in the centre of maybe a hundred people and you know how sometimes when the music is really loud your heart sort of beats with it? That was happening and I just suddenly couldn't breathe. Like, I was breathing, or trying to, but I couldn't get any oxygen. I sort of stumbled out of the crowd and leaned with my face next to an open window trying to catch my breath. We went home a few minutes later and I went straight to take my binder off and go to bed. I was laying in bed without it and I still couldn't catch my breath and it felt like I had an anvil sitting on my chest.
When I woke up the next morning the pressure had barely subsided at all and I still couldn't take a full breath. The air felt thin. I spent the morning and early afternoon in my room in only a loose t-shirt, and then wore some layered sports bras and a giant sweater when I had to go into the rest of the apartment to cook and, to be honest, because I was getting lonely haha. Even just the layers was further constricting my breathing and I could only bear it for an hour or so.
Monday, I stayed home from work and stayed in my room again with just a loose t-shirt. I put the binder on towards the end of the afternoon because I had to go to the pharmacy and I survived the hour but felt exhausted and out of breath after. On Tuesday, I decided to go to work. Bad idea. I spent the day in my chair feeling like I had just run a marathon, and realized after a few hours that I had been absentmindedly scratching at my neck because I couldn't breathe. I left early and took my computer so I could work from home, which is what I also did yesterday.
Today I came back because I have meetings and things but I feel horrible. I can barely breathe, I can't focus, I'm tired, I feel like someone punched my in the centre of my chest and the pressure is insane. I keep getting these sharp pains near my heart and in my left armpit which is weird. Anyway, I might as well have stayed home because I'm super unproductive and keep wasting time googling things like hypoxia.
