I had been waiting three weeks for this day to finally arrive. That is, the follow-up visit with the cardiologist to learn the results of the various medical tests and the final prognosis. Well, there's absolutely nothing wrong with my heart. It's functioning just fine. No clogged arteries. So, we're back to the dehydration hypothesis. I asked about the medication. I was told that I should remain on it indefinitely. I then indicated that I preferred to be off of any medication. The cardiologist conceded. In three days, no more medication.
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Clearly, though, I cannot return to my old ways. No coffee. No glass of wine in the evening. I will also be reviewing my diet again. Saturated fat, sodium, sugar, preservatives all must be minimized. I am not going through that ordeal again.
Slob Manor (Read: Rental Housing) Mini-Update®
The latest alleged announcements by the landlord are suspect. The source, the conniving
"chef," cannot be trusted. The telltale sign of fabrication is that the landlord made no mention that I have already given notice to vacate my squalid room on November 1st. Also, the chick who resides in the attached studio has not moved out. Neither has Tom, questionable drunkard.
Ol' Lavahead Mini-Update®
Moms has given me one of the surplus Vornado® fans at my bro's place. The fan will be a welcome addition to the dismal Chinatown dormitory. Of course, during the current heatwave, it has come in handy in my squalid room at Slob Manor.
It's good to hear about the good heart.
ReplyDeleteI'm looking forward to reading about life in Chinatown, too.
Certainly a relief that there is no chronic illness at this point in time, but old age will eventually have its way. Not really looking forward to moving to the Chinatown dormitory. However, the situation at Slob Manor (read: rental housing) continues to deteriorate. No surprise there.
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