Okay, I know this is a writing blog but I am going to post this here anyway. Yesterday I went to the Dr. to get some tests run. Blood, chest x-ray, and an EKG. I am thirty-five by the way. The blood work came back good. No viruses, everything normal, cholesterol is a high but I have known that for years and changing my diet hasn't helped. The Chest x-ray was clear. The EKG showed a partial blockage in the right ventricular arteries.
So, basically I have the mind of a child, the body of a healthy 35 year old (I'm not overweight according to my Dr.), and the heart of an old man. I am going in for a consultation in December. I don't know what that will entail and I don't know if surgery is on the table (the rest of the males in my family on my mom's side are full of stents) or if they are going to try the med route. I am hoping for the latter, mostly because the thought of having them push a small tube through my veins makes me a little queasy.
Needless to say I didn't get my writing done that I wanted to yesterday. All morning I was waiting for the call back about the tests and then I was looking crap up, trying to find out all I could about it during the afternoon. My total word count for yesterday was a measly 1200 words. A far cry from the 2800 I wanted to hit. So today I find myself 3100 words behind schedule and ready to go. No more distractions for me today.
So, in conclusion. I am okay. things are under control and now I must get back to writing, my book is looking like it might be short anyway.
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