The cardiologist was young, slim and dressed in khaki pants. It was her job to give me a electrocardiogram. We chatted briefly.
She told me she'd chosen her profession because her father was a cardiologist and he was a peaceful man and she sought peace. Montpelier was where she'd studied medicine. When she talked about her work, her face glowed.
My heart and arteries are in great shape which means I can begin my 36 hours of chemo on the 1st. Although those 36 hours will take about 15 weeks to do, 36 sounds smaller than 15.
I wonder why Rick thinks I'm bad at numbers?