Some context: im a 31yo first time dad with an 11mo son in daycare who brings home all the good illnesses. Worked out for the first time in forever last Tuesday and felt like I pulled a muscle in my abdomen while jogging.

Thursday I started to feel achey. It progressed to where my body hurt when I took a breathe. Had a fever and chills on and off for the next few days. A slight sore throat for a day. Thought, maybe it was covid/a virus and I was getting through whatever it was...then boom. Yesterday I woke up with a pain in my shoulder/arm. Felt short of breath all throughout the day. Of course i spend the whole day thinking "is this a heart attack?" Called my doctor who said "go to the ER". I'm not a fan of going to the ER. $$$ and a long history of them telling me nothing is wrong but my anxiety.

My fiancé suggested I call an ambulance, which I did. They checked my vitals and said I'm great and encouraged me to take my ativan and stay home. 

I'm feeling better today, but I'm still anxious because every time I'm sick, I do this. When I had covid all i could think was "I'm gonna be one of those people that dies and everyone says, "look someone with no pre-existing conditions in their 30's can die from it too!" I'm sure you can guess that I'm an WebMB VIP patron. 

In April I had a migrane that caused blurred vision, confusion and numbness in my arm. That led to probably the biggest panic attack of my life. 

With my new son, all I want is to grow old to watch him grow up. But shit like this is hard.