Summation: Insufficient data.
Opinion: I have a distinct lack of confidence here, based on the following facts:
a)
docorion seemed sure of the problem after listening to a set of five recordings,
b) The people at the heart minotaur place, the ones who received the recordings, told me they were getting great stuff, and
c) the cardiologist opened the appointment with "Have you been in here before?"
Me: "Um, yes. You had me on a heart monitor. I'm here for my results."
Him: "Ah." He opened my file, flicked desultorily through the report, and shook his mental Magic 8 Ball for a response of reply hazy, try again later. "Not enough, not enough. I'll put you on a 48-hour monitor and give you a prescription for beta blockers. Do you have children?"
Me: "Yes, one."
Him: "Are you trying for more?"
Me: "No."
Him: "And you are on... Trileptal and Zonegran? Is that why you're not -"
Me: "Yep."
Him: "Okay. I'll give you the prescription."
If only getting Depakote out of my neurologist was so easy!
Me: "What are the possible side effects?"
Him: "Fatigue, exhaustion."
Me: *buries head in hands*
So. Anyway. Yes. Lack of confidence in cardiologist due to inability to read report/prepare for appointment with patient. Heart minotaur to wear sometime next week. 48 hours straight. With that allergy that causes blistery welts after three hours of contact. I'm going to be writhing around like a dog with polyps.
The bright side = no catheterization, yay me. (Yet.)
Opinion: I have a distinct lack of confidence here, based on the following facts:
a)
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b) The people at the heart minotaur place, the ones who received the recordings, told me they were getting great stuff, and
c) the cardiologist opened the appointment with "Have you been in here before?"
Me: "Um, yes. You had me on a heart monitor. I'm here for my results."
Him: "Ah." He opened my file, flicked desultorily through the report, and shook his mental Magic 8 Ball for a response of reply hazy, try again later. "Not enough, not enough. I'll put you on a 48-hour monitor and give you a prescription for beta blockers. Do you have children?"
Me: "Yes, one."
Him: "Are you trying for more?"
Me: "No."
Him: "And you are on... Trileptal and Zonegran? Is that why you're not -"
Me: "Yep."
Him: "Okay. I'll give you the prescription."
If only getting Depakote out of my neurologist was so easy!
Me: "What are the possible side effects?"
Him: "Fatigue, exhaustion."
Me: *buries head in hands*
So. Anyway. Yes. Lack of confidence in cardiologist due to inability to read report/prepare for appointment with patient. Heart minotaur to wear sometime next week. 48 hours straight. With that allergy that causes blistery welts after three hours of contact. I'm going to be writhing around like a dog with polyps.
The bright side = no catheterization, yay me. (Yet.)
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"Okay, lean forward."
and when they do, you bash them on the goddamn head and tell to try the fuck again.
When people are inadequate, it is your sworn human duty to use the nun-chuks of discipline. Really.
If you need to wear moon boots, then you need to wear moon boots.
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And I am so, so tired.