Here I sit – wired up like a Borg. I hope there’s no thunder and lightning in this little storm that’s rolling through right now!
Just a side point: Shouldn’t that be “lightening and thunder”? The one always comes before the other, yet I always hear them spoken of in reverse order. * shrugs *
So I had a little visit with my cardiologist this morning. Pretty much standard checkup type stuff. I borrowed an idea from Weer’d Beard* and wore a western shirt with snaps so I could do the Superman shirt-rip when they asked me to unbutton. I only got a mild chuckle with that. In the end I wound up performing the stunt three times before they were done with me. I’m glad I was prepared!
So the first bit was for an EKG. The Doc said he didn’t like what he was seeing. Something about an arrhythmia where the old ticker is ticking a bit much and throwing a few extra beats into the mix. Some things should not extemporize on the rhythm, if you follow my meaning!
So then we switched rooms and I got to watch it ‘do’n it’s thing’ on the ultrasound monitor. That was rip two.
Rip three was when the tech came in and wired me up to the portable monitor that’s now in my pocket. I can take that off tomorrow morning between 10:00 & 11:00 AM. Then I get to drive back out to the office to drop the thing off. I have no idea when I’ll get to hear about the results.
Another fun proposal is that they want me to do a sleep study to determine if I have sleep apnea. Oh joy. Okay, so my snoring sometimes wakes me up… I can tell them that. In fact, I did. All the more reason to do the study they said. If confirmed I may wind up sleeping with some kind of gizmo to help me breath.
Sounds delightful. I have a hard enough time getting comfortable enough to fall asleep as it is. That and trying to shut down all the stuff I’m thinking about makes it a challenge. Now they may want to add some technology to the mix.
What could possibly go wrong?
(grumble grumble tongue planted firmly in cheek grumble OUCH! I bit my tongue!)
* I was thinking of a particular post of his but I’ll be damned if I can find it.
(grumble gru – oh… I already said that.)