September 14, 2006

Wearing a Wire

Kind of, but not really.

I saw the cardiologist today, and aside from having to watch Gloria Steinem and Jane Fonda on CNN in the waiting room, it wasn't bad.

Sooooo....I have to wear a heart monitor for the next 48 hours. More like 43 by now. And I have to go back in a month for an EKG. No biggy there, I had one of those done ten years ago and it's actually kind of cool to watch your own heart beating.

I can't really complain about wearing this monitor, except for the fact that I can't take a shower. No showers! As a woman who takes a least two showers a day, being told that I have to sponge bathe is just wrong.

Son seems to be a bit worried about this, though. He asked me tonight what this all means, and I explained that my heart is just acting a bit fluttery (understatement) and the doctor wants to find out what's going on. I assured him that I feel fine, that I'm okay, but I just have to wear this stupid thing until Saturday afternoon.

At which point I will rip off these sticky doohickeys and take a very long shower.

Oh yes, and I have to write down whenever I feel fluttery or breathless. That is kind of a pain!