Greetings, readers. I don’t mention this often, but I am Catholic, and for Lent this year I decided to give up my comfort food. Yes, I gave up ice cream, for a little over six weeks. To my surprise, I actually didn’t miss it nearly as much as I thought I would. In some ways, I felt better.
One oddity took place though. My irregular heart beat began just about the time I gave up ice cream. Is there a correlation there? I’m not a doctor and I couldn’t begin to tell you. I mentioned that to my cardiologist and I seem to recall him saying that he couldn’t figure how that would tie in.
Speaking of the old ticker, I still get a couple of irregular beats now and then, but things seem to be improving. My stress test actually went well. I was able to walk and even jog on their treadmill. I felt like the Bionic Man. I was hooked up to a gazillion leads, getting my heart rate up to at least 150. When the nurse said okay we could stop now, in a panic I said, “Please slow it down slowly. If you just stop the treadmill, I think I will go flying.” I was extremely happy to be put back on the examination table, and I could hear my heart in my ears. I’m quite certain it hasn’t pumped that hard in years. For your chuckle for the day, my idea of exercise is walking to and from a bus stop, plus any lifting of boxes of sauces at work. After the test, they told me my heart was absolutely normal. However, my doctor is going to put me on a five milligram medication to see if it will stop the irregular heart beats. I’m perfectly fine with taking another pill. I’ll just add it to my morning medicine cabinet. Even though the heart is fine, those occasional irregular heartbeats do freak me out. Prayers or good thoughts, please, for a favorable outcome.
Finally, a friend of mine turned 40 years old today. God do I feel old. Let me explain. I’ve known this lady for many years and we’ve been friends for most of that time. When I saw on Facebook this morning that she hit the big 4-0, I felt like the big 9-0 … even though I am only 52. Isn’t it funny how time flies. There is a theory going around that time appears to be speeding up. I have news for you readers: Time is constant but older people just have less of it. Even though I think of myself as a kid at heart, I have to realize that if I’m going to make my splash in the world it had better be soon. The clock is ticking.
Rebecca and I will both be here tomorrow as usual and we will have another interesting blog topic. Until then, I bid you a great day, take care, and as always happy reading.