Tuesday, June 28, 2016
A funny thing happened during the Gay Parade on Sunday: my heart decided it needed a detour at the ER on Halsted, center of all things LGBT. So, my loving "ambulance" man Chris was once again at the ready. ("We've got to stop meeting like this!" and more important "There are no words to tell you how much I appreciate you.")
Turns out I have very low potassium so I guess in my case a banana a day could keep all of these docs away. (The ER doc was dreamy.) They also said that delirium is a symptom. Did Bernie get the nomination? Did Rahm resign? Ah, delirium has its benefits, doesn't it?
So, now I am home and have to wear a heart monitor for a month. This is a serious situation for a fashionista like me. Help! They say the monitor sends a signal directly to my doctor. Is this a high-tech equivalent of the appointment that's so hard to get?
Thank you my lovely Marilyn for showing up to visit and take me home. You lit up my life on a very difficult day.