I didn’t catch you a delicious bass.
My fishing companions were kind enough to give me my share of the spoils, though I never picked up a rod. I spent so much time puking that I may have given myself atrial fibrillation, my ticker isn’t ticking so much as doing the bassanova. I want to get it back to ticking soon, so I’m going to see the MD in the AM. Wish me luck.
Luck, FWIW.
I’ll try a l’il prayer or two.
Bassa Nova. I saw what you did there.
M
Glad you’re going in right away! I’ll be thinking of you!
Finger’s crossed for ya Og.
That is really not a good symptom. Wishing you the best.
We had a virus this Spring out here on the Left Coast that masqueraded as heart problems. Caused tachycardia (racing heart), bad hypertension (high blood pressure) and general feelings of suckage.
I got it, and wound up in a cardiologist’s care, and when it first hit in late February, had one meat-wagon ride because of extreme high blood pressure (230/130). I was a scared puppy for a few weeks, moped around here like I was at Death’s door, changed BP meds three times, but now am back to normal at 140/78 or so.
Think virus, Og.
A-Fib sucks, no doubt about it. Started out as PAC’s 10 years ago, and the odd skipped beat was easy enough to live with. Then you get a bout of Gene Krupa and Buddy Rich having a competition inside your rib cage, and you end up taking a handful of pills every day to keep it all regular.
Still, it could be worse. It’s still beating, after all…