Monday, August 12, 2013
Before I can have my knee surgery, my doctor had me get a nuclear stress test. I don't mind telling you that I have avoided getting one for a long time, because I was afraid that it would make my heart beat really fast and make me out of breath. I steeled myself for it because I knew that I wouldn't get new knees unless I did.
I could have set my fears aside a long time ago! It was nothing like I envisioned--no huffing and puffing and no heart attack during the tests. The worst part of it was the injection of the tracer. I could taste it as it went into my system, and I got light-headed for a while. After that, I had the machine do it's scanning or whatever it does. Somewhere in this process, they told me to go out and eat a fatty meal! Oh gee, if you say so....I will. I came back after the meal, and that was it. I went back the next day for the resting portion of the test. They gave me an injection and told me once again to go eat a fatty meal, and I obliged them. I went back, got another scan, and that was it. The best part is this: NO heart blockages!
Needless to say, I'm relieved it's over and I'm almost ready for my knee surgery. I still have to hear from my regular doc to see if a pesky UTI has cleared up after a course of antibiotics. Then I'll be good to go.
I've always heard that 99% of the stuff we worry about never happens. I know deep down in my heart that it's so true.