I was diagnosed with PVC's at 14 years old. I am 36 with 3 kids and I still get them occasionally, but not like before.
Wore the heart monitor for days, did low stress tests, high and all the good stuff in between. Some days I swore it was the end for me. Every doctor told me it was benign. I was born with a pretty bad heart murmur, then it went away. I was declared murmur free at about 2 years. So I always wondered if this was a cause? I asked but you get these blank stares, and then the... well its possible. Never a sure answer.
At the height of these attacks, I can get up to 12 abnormal beats a minute lasting sometimes 2 to 5 minutes at a time. Worst was when I was under a ton of stress, and added caffeine as a stimulant to try to stay awake. I notice it only if I have had a really bad day or more than one can of caffeinated soda and a cup of coffee.
I went to Meditation therapy. Recommended by some hippy, chiropractor friends of my parents. Sounds kooky I know, but I did everything to help control them. It DOES help. If I can wrap my head around whats bugging me and meditate hard enough I can lessen and eventually control them. Otherwise if I cant get the opportunity to concentrate they kinda get out of control and I am miserable for the rest of the day. The worst feeling in the world is when your heart is skipping and then speeding up to catch up.
Before Meditation Therapy, It would cause me to go into panic attacks so bad I would end up in the ER and then they would tranq me like a bull elephant on a circus rampage. I don't like that either. They told me if it gets worse or its bothering me to the extent of me being so miserable I can have a pace maker put in. I dont want that at all. Seriously I think its a lot mental and only a fraction physical. Talk about making yourself sick. I do have a linage history of them. My mom had them, my great Aunt, and my Great Grandma. Both the greats lived to 100, my mom passed away at 56 with Liver Cancer. Her heart never faltered and actually it was what kept her going when she contracted septicemia after emergency surgery from a blocked bile duct. They said she would never recover from it and we agreed as per her wish, that we would go to no extreme to keep her alive. Her heart was just so strong, she stayed with us in an induced medical coma for another month. Kinda am hoping that my heart is as strong as hers.