The actual test itself wasn’t too bad for me. The machine worked this time. We got there at 0730, and I got out of the recovery room around three PM. Most everyone was kind and very attentive. Even more so when I began having AFIB again. No, I can’t tell when my heart is burping. By three I was beyond thirsty and almost very hungry and had the AFIB tapers in my hands.
There’s an acre of medical appointments just hovering in the background…tomorrow’s is the one with my primary doc. Today was the dentist for the backup plate. I don’t like it. George will be coming with me tomorrow which I do like.