Mourning the dairy days
My cardiologist never called me back even though he put me through the paces of all these tests. Come to find out he was waiting for the end of my monitoring my heart for 30 days, and I had to confess I sent the damn thing back after only 10 days. I said it gave me more anxiety to think about my heart beats and monitor it than it did not to. I’m not sure his office understood. But the nurse did give me a quick overview of my tests – arteries unclogged, blood work – good cholesterol very good, bad cholesterol borderline – she said, “I don’t know what you’re doing, but something is working for you but now you have to start watching the bad cholesterol – 203 when they like to see under 200.
I came home and realized that the days of eggs and butter are over. Damn!