my heart sings
Recently had a visit to the cardiologist (my first – so I had no idea what to expect – very ignorant about it all). Well, probably everyone and his dog knows that there is a stress test (walking on the treadmill – with all of the dozen ‘hook-ups’ to monitor the heart) and then one lies down by a big camera that collects information produced by the radioisotopes in the heart that allows a picture of the heart to be generated by a computer, and there is an echo test with an echo probe about the size of a flashlight covered with jelly and pressed against the chest.
But I didn’t know any of this . . . and haven’t had a dog since our precious 14-year-old Ginger died when we lived in Denver. We had Ginger since she was six weeks old and was a September birthday present for our youngest son – given to him about two weeks before we moved to Houston. Hubby was not keen on the idea of a dog, but guess who slept with the sweet puppy on the journey when we stopped at night? Yup! Old Crankshaft himself.
[Well, Ginger and Hubby allowed me a little space in the bed, also.]
As I write: this was a very new experience for me and I was quite interested in the procedures – watching the pictures on the big screen (not understanding what I was seeing of course) and then heard what I supposed was the beating of my heart.
Me to the technician: “Is my heart singing?”
The Tech: “No. That is the sound of the machine.” Pause. “But I’m sure your heart is singing.”
OH YES – MY HEART SINGS!
Posted on September 27, 2009, in Seguin, Texas, This and That and tagged cardiologists, cardiology, computer, Denver, dogs, Dr. Stephen Sokolyk, echo test, heart, Houston, medical technicians, Seguin, singing, sons, stress test, Texas, treadmill. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.