Wired
This past weekend, I had a couple of episodes.
I went to the doc yesterday to throw another piece into the puzzle. I shouldn't be having really an symptoms but I did just have local for my toof extraction and I had the stomach flu just a couple weeks prior... maybe my heart is just trying to get back to normal. Regardless, I am not a fan of 75/55 blood pressure with a pulse of 126 one day and the next 134/78 with a pulse of 58 the next. Who needs a work out plan with that kind of cardio exercise?
Doc was perplexed and is not certain if these instances are related to my beater or not, so I was told I get to wear another holter monitor. (*Insert sarcastic crowd cheer here*) Therefore, I am wired up like R2D2 in hopes my doctors capture a palpitation plus chest pain, i.e. an episode, on this beeper lookin' dealie jobber.
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For my own sake, I kind of hope they see one too. I don't want to feel like doo-doo but I do want them to say, "Golly geez Tab, that's nothing." So that is what I am praying for tonight. According to the pager, only 20 hours and 21 minutes remaining.
Updates to come.

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