Testing...testing...

Yesterday, I had my nuclear stress test as scheduled...well, almost as scheduled. When I arrived at 8:45 for my 9:00 AM appointment, I was met at the door and told that the radioactive materials had not yet arrived. I was asked to either re-schedule or do whatever I wanted until 10:30 AM. So, I went to the local nursery and enjoyed smelling the flowers. I even bought a couple of beautiful hisbiscus. I love it when they bloom. I then returned to the Cardiology department for my test. The technicians were really in rare form when I returned, acting quite jovial (I suppose to try to make the patients feel better about having to wait that much longer before they could eat anything substantial). I went right along with them and actually had fun, that is, until I had to get on the treadmill and they filled me full of the juice to make my heart more stressed (I cannot do a lot of walking due to my leg problem, so they inject some powerful stuff into my veins). The stuff almost made me pass out! My head began to spin and ache; my leg began to tingle and feel numb; my heart was thumping wildly; and, my stomach developed a desire to empty itself! Fortunately, right on target as they had indicated, the entire feeling fled almost as quickly as it appeared! I was then allowed to sit, was given a quick fix of fruit juice, and all was fun again! When I asked the doctor how long I would glow in the dark, he said for 24 hours. So, now, all is quiet and, once again, I'm back in the dark. (no smart remarks needed about my being in the dark. Sometimes I am alert to the puns that my friend, Rob, can throw out in a flash). Oh yes, the doctor did call and inform me that the results were fine, that there was no change since last year's test, and that I still had no significant damages done to my heart as a result of my heart attack. For this I am truly thankful. Praise God from whom ALL blessings flow!