Had my 3rd or maybe 4th Echo cardiogram today.
I have finally, sort of, reached acceptance when it comes to all these Dr.'s appointments I have to go to.
As I stood checking in at the hospital I wasn't mad that I was there, I wasn't mad at cancer for putting me through all this nonsense, I let all that go.
This is not to say that I enjoyed the procedure. It is pretty boring actually - imagine an hour long ultrasound on your chest, and that pretty much sums it up.
I am pretty sure my heart is ok - it feels good - it feels full - it feels powerful.
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