...And Life Goes On

So I was going to keep this to myself, but figured why bother...I keep enough to myself I guess. I have a heart problem, not a metaphorical or symbolic one, but an actual one. Nothing serious in the least, but it does mean I get to see a cardiologist to make sure it's not a symptom of something larger. If that's not the case, then I guess I'm good to go.

Funny thing is though, what I did go to the hospital for I was told not to worry about....like going to mechanics really, I came out with a new problem then what I went in with.

Meh.


PS. Valley tomorrow.

EDIT: So just to underscore this some more. It is NOT serious. I don't need a heart transplant or am I about to have a heart attack. In fact, those who do fall into those categories are getting the treatment they need and keeping me from getting called for an appointment I'm sure, so balance has been struck. If I do drop dead well...must have been my time. Ha haha laughing in the face of death....