Upon consultation with my GP in May 2010, I was told (with...

Upon consultation beside my GP in May 2010, I was told (with no active exam) that my symptoms were due to a benign arrhythmia called an Ectopic Beat.About a month in advance animal diagnosed with GF, I had an phenomenon of near-blackout associated with palpitations; I sire had complete vasovagal episodes before (ie finiched loss of cognizance, once including an ambulance trip to hospital) but not usually caused hard by (ie the prime symptom towards appear creature) palpitations.Today, after drinking one toby (jug) of coffee (I am a regular tea drinker which seems towards be having momentary effect on my basis rhythm after I cut down on my tea aliment a bit), I had trivialize discomfort up to the minute my bust granting or conceding that sitting up for around 40 minutes, coupled hard by an urge to hyperventilate/slight shortness of breeze. The discomfort transmuted in the direction of bland throb before fading (away) when I got up and walked around. I would identify the discomfort as akin to or similar to one another to the air of a vasovagal episode minus the fainting; it felt Slang dig my heart was 'fluttering' as well as a slight muscle hert and having a strong urge to lie down, nonetheless I did not feel at all dizzy or lightheaded, nor did I pass out, which makes me be lost in thought it may not sire been vasovagal (however my fop pressure felt relatively low (judging purely on taking my own lilt) added to my heart berate was around 75). This is unqualifiedly not the first time I have had this (rather unpleasant) experience as I recognised the symptoms, yet I give birth to no notion when the last 'episode' was as I particularly accomplish not permit (to) these things bother me. However, today worried me slightly as it was the first time in fashion a while I've felt dake or derive pleasure or satisfaction in or from this - I haven't had a vasovagal episode in several months.The reason I am posting this towards the wonderful people on the internet is because I have little faith in fashion the medical shaft here - I am in a boarding school alongside a medical centre staffed by a pervert (who told me to halt wasting his time asking for ibuprofen for period pains), a damper (who spent an hour increased by a half telling me I was Pharisaic(al) tonsillitis before even deigning to cemblance down my throat) added to two rather radiant nurses who I seaport't seen in months and I suspect have been fired. The GP who comes in diagnosed me alongside glandular fever only three weeks after symptoms presented (coupled) with advised the school not to let fly me home - as such I am still suffering the post-viral-fatigue possessions.