Matters of the Heart

Visiting the cardiologist is a barrel of fun. They take your blood pressure under all sorts of circumstances. Sitting up, lying down, hooked up to the EKG, on a treadmill, just off the treadmill, reciting your ABC's, etc.

And then there is the heart sonogram, which looks really cool, but not nearly as cute as an embryo on-screen. I always thought embryos on the sonogram looked like tiny gingerbread men the first trimester and turned into Skeletor as they grew. The heart looks more like a butterfly trapped inside Jabba the Hut, not the old animatronic Jabba but the more upwardly mobile CGI Jabba they added in the anniversary edition.

So, while I have Short PR Syndrome, I apparently have nothing else. I am very healthy, although I still need to have my cholesterol checked because of my family history. Heart palpitations are simply an annoyance I can ignore without consequence. Chest pain is due to some other mysterious entity in my rib cage, perhaps muscles. If you think about it, muscles are pretty mysterious.