Originally Posted by
anom
I thought £200 to see a cardiologist was probably sensible, I would have eventually dragged myself to my GP who would have either told me to go away or refer me but I'd have been waiting months, especially during the worst parts of the pandemic/NHS struggling. I had some discrepancy with my CT scan results (they didn't actually mention my heart at all) which caused me to ring my GP, I think we just agreed if they had seen anything of concern I would have heard about it. He also said paying privately basically made me skip about a 3 month long queue so wasn't a bad idea on my part as all he would have done is refer me. (I've also paid 2k privately for a colonoscopy for basically my own sanity, but thats another story)
He straight up rejected any issue with heart valves, said things about the murmurs radiating if it was regurgitation due to hearing the blood going back the wrong way. I already knew I had a murmur as when I was 16ish I had a holter monitor and some other bits (due to the same issue actually, this is when it all began, it just wasnt as bad back then) They never mentioned anything else about it back then but the cardiologist this time put on his letter to my GP "non radiating murmur in the mitral valve area" and left it at that. Kinda tells me they can pick up a lot about your heart just from listening! I'm sure if you had a serious problem it would have been picked up.
There was something else I read about this knackered valve about how it affects your blood pressure, I can't remember the name but it was the first number continues to get higher while the second number keeps dropping (so you might end up with something like 170/50) It was at that point I started testing my own blood pressure, it was high but..normal (like 150/90) which actually gave me some comfort as I just assumed it was high in the first place due to all the anxiety I was going through. As I say I still have the exact same problems now but my BP can be 125/80ish because I refuse to get in a tizz over it regardless of how much it annoys me.