Just got back from an Echocardiogram. My cardiologist ordered this after last week's appointment due to my high blood pressure. Even though he would clear me for surgery, he wanted to cover all bases.
At 38, single, and no kids, you often grapple with getting older. Thinking that most of your life is already behind you. If you want to feel young, sit in the waiting room at the cardiologist's office and look around at the others waiting. I AM YOUNG! There is hope for me yet! And with this surgery, I hope to live as long as those I was sitting next to in the waiting room.
Have you ever gone and gotten a massage? My experience today was oddly similar. Benjamin was my sonogram tech and was quite lovely. He brought me back to the room and said he would give me a moment to undress and put on the necesarry robe and to cover up with a towel. As he left the room to give me privacy, he turned out the lights. It was then that I realized the tranquil music he had playing, reminiscent of Enya, whom I loved back in the day. When he came back in, I was lying on the table with my towel covering up my girls. It was so peaceful that I could have napped. With the pressure of the sonogram stick on my chest, it felt like a frontal massage. Just a little pressure but nothing crazy. Only uncomfortable moment was lifting my breast to so the sonogram from underneath. By uncomfortable, I mean, I wasn't expecting it.. But all in all, it was actually a lovely experience.
Before I left, I snuck in a couple pics...
I've been a bit hoarse the past couple of days so last night I went to bed with a Vicks Vaporizer. I had some trouble falling to sleep at first. Tonight, I will play some Enya and see if that puts me down quicker. Worked today!
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