Re: My life
Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 9:56 am
Before leaving the office shortly before noon, I spoke with my young woman friend/mentor whom I work closely with. She's temporarily filling in for my boss who has been out of town for over a week. Without giving her all the details, I wanted to explain my frequent absences this week. I have always liked her and she came through today. She told me not to worry about the office. She reiterated that she knows meetings I run without her are 'in good hands.' She wished me well, too.
The hospital/clinic complex is near downtown Chicago. As I drove there, I was running through some relaxation techniques. Not to the depth I go when I am home, though. These methods are often so effective that I fall asleep before I finish.
By the time I arrived, I was relaxed. After parking the car, I had to walk through several buildings to get to the cardiology center. I continued to think positively as I walked. I want to emphasize that thinking of the caring thoughts from people here really helped.
After filling out the doctor's paperwork, I had a 10-minute wait. This time, I went further with the relaxation routine and was nodding off when the doctor's assistant called my name.
She ran an EKG and, unlike Wednesday, I did not feel at all anxious. When we were done, I sat on the exam table. She laid the EKG traces on the desk as she entered my medications in the computer. I could see from the exam table that the new EKG showed the same 'abnormality' as the first. I was still able to remain calm and, while remaining very hopeful that all would work out, I accepted the possibility that I might need to cancel surgery. I did not dwell on that, though. She later left the room with the EKG results.
When the cardiologist arrived, I liked him immediately. He was gentle and understanding. He proceeded to do a thorough physical exam. When then discussed my family history and my existing medical conditions.
As he got up to leave the room, he asked if I wanted him to fax the results to my surgeon. This surprised me. I asked if this meant he felt it was fine for me to go ahead with surgery. He responded that he needed to take 10 -15 minutes to go over everything. When he returned we would discuss everything. I got the impression, though, that he would sent a positive report to Dr. Brassard.
I was surprised, and glad, that I maintained my cool while waiting for him.
When he got back, he said he did not think there was any cause for concern. He recommended that, in view of my family history, I take the stress echocardiogram test. He was very reassuring and emphasized that this was a precaution. During the physical, he heard no evidence of significant blockage in my carotid or femoral arteries. He added that the EKG abnormality was 'non-specific,' and very likely not a problem.
In 1994, after an alarming stress test EKG, a stress echocardiogram clearly showed I had nothing to be concerned about.
Monday, at 2 PM, I will have this final test. The cardiologist will call me with the results within 24 hours. I feel confident all will be well, with just a little impatience to know that ASAP.
The hospital/clinic complex is near downtown Chicago. As I drove there, I was running through some relaxation techniques. Not to the depth I go when I am home, though. These methods are often so effective that I fall asleep before I finish.
By the time I arrived, I was relaxed. After parking the car, I had to walk through several buildings to get to the cardiology center. I continued to think positively as I walked. I want to emphasize that thinking of the caring thoughts from people here really helped.
After filling out the doctor's paperwork, I had a 10-minute wait. This time, I went further with the relaxation routine and was nodding off when the doctor's assistant called my name.
She ran an EKG and, unlike Wednesday, I did not feel at all anxious. When we were done, I sat on the exam table. She laid the EKG traces on the desk as she entered my medications in the computer. I could see from the exam table that the new EKG showed the same 'abnormality' as the first. I was still able to remain calm and, while remaining very hopeful that all would work out, I accepted the possibility that I might need to cancel surgery. I did not dwell on that, though. She later left the room with the EKG results.
When the cardiologist arrived, I liked him immediately. He was gentle and understanding. He proceeded to do a thorough physical exam. When then discussed my family history and my existing medical conditions.
As he got up to leave the room, he asked if I wanted him to fax the results to my surgeon. This surprised me. I asked if this meant he felt it was fine for me to go ahead with surgery. He responded that he needed to take 10 -15 minutes to go over everything. When he returned we would discuss everything. I got the impression, though, that he would sent a positive report to Dr. Brassard.
I was surprised, and glad, that I maintained my cool while waiting for him.
When he got back, he said he did not think there was any cause for concern. He recommended that, in view of my family history, I take the stress echocardiogram test. He was very reassuring and emphasized that this was a precaution. During the physical, he heard no evidence of significant blockage in my carotid or femoral arteries. He added that the EKG abnormality was 'non-specific,' and very likely not a problem.
In 1994, after an alarming stress test EKG, a stress echocardiogram clearly showed I had nothing to be concerned about.
Monday, at 2 PM, I will have this final test. The cardiologist will call me with the results within 24 hours. I feel confident all will be well, with just a little impatience to know that ASAP.
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Danya (imported) wrote: Fri Feb 25, 2011 11:25 am[/quote] Danya (imported) wrote:Thu Feb 24, 2011 1:21 pm[/quote] Danya (imported) wrote:Thu Feb 24, 2011 10:16 am
in the room with you. She never makes a sound, nobody else ever sees her, and the only person worried about her is you.
love you, we care 
deeply, and we know you'll be 
fine.
Obviously, this is NOT something you need to endure at this point in your life.