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It's My Heart, Dammit!
Apr. 5th, 2003 09:45 pmBTW, my heart's been pretty stable lately. I'm happy about that, though I have talked to my doctor about how shitty things were in the fall and he has referred me to a heart specialist who I will hear from shortly.
He's the same specialist as my dad uses for his similar (though more severe) heart nonsense. I said to my doctor, "Fine, I'll see him, but I don't want my dad to know." My dad loves modern medicine and he would be thrilled to see me on all kinds of meds for the rest of my life. And he would be more than happy to show me an alarming lack of respect for any decisions I make about my health that don't co-incide with his way of thinking.
I have not told my father about the increased frequency of my PAF and I don't intend to. I'll handle it my way.
Sheesh! The lady doth protest too much, didja notice?
Anyway, I'm doing some long-overdue and fabulous writing this evening, so you'll excuse me.
He's the same specialist as my dad uses for his similar (though more severe) heart nonsense. I said to my doctor, "Fine, I'll see him, but I don't want my dad to know." My dad loves modern medicine and he would be thrilled to see me on all kinds of meds for the rest of my life. And he would be more than happy to show me an alarming lack of respect for any decisions I make about my health that don't co-incide with his way of thinking.
I have not told my father about the increased frequency of my PAF and I don't intend to. I'll handle it my way.
Sheesh! The lady doth protest too much, didja notice?
Anyway, I'm doing some long-overdue and fabulous writing this evening, so you'll excuse me.
