Saturday, November 21, 2009

Chest Pains

Today I awoke with severe, rather terrifying chest pains. In light of my recent cold, I called my mother at work to ask what I should do about my symptoms, and she told me to get in to see a doctor immediately. Unfortunately, my doctor was off today, so I had to settle for a different doctor. Naturally, the only one available today was the cranky scary one who gave me a stern lecture the last time I saw her (she was upset with me for saying that I am immune to Amoxicillin - even though my regular doctor told me to say that whenever asked).

When I got called back, the nurse scared the daylights out of me by announcing that I would be needed an EKG. Heart my age?? You can certainly imagine my relief when "Dr. Frightengale" diagnosed me with a muscle injury. Apparently, I either injured myself by boxing on my Wii Fit or when I fell down the stairs. For the rest of the day, I have to keep strapping ice packs to my chest. For the next few days, I'm to take Vicodin and not use my left arm. Appropriate timing, since I'm moving the day after Thanksgiving!

All right, all together now: "Why do these things always happen to ME?!"

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"Passage—immediate passage! the blood burns in my veins! Away, O soul! hoist instantly the anchor!
Cut the hawsers—haul out—shake out every sail!
Have we not stood here like trees in the ground long enough?
Have we not grovell’d here long enough, eating and drinking like mere brutes?
Have we not darken’d and dazed ourselves with books long enough?

Sail forth! steer for the deep waters only!
Reckless, O soul, exploring, I with thee, and thou with me;
For we are bound where mariner has not yet dared to go, And we will risk the ship, ourselves and all.

O my brave soul!
O farther, farther sail!
O daring joy, but safe! Are they not all the seas of God?
O farther, farther, farther sail!"

~Walt Whitman, "Passage to India"