Sad day

"First time for everything," my cardiologist said.

I looked at the prescriptions and sighed.

One was a referral for a stress test echo.

The other was for a fuck ton of maintenance medication I'd been working so hard to avoid.

At fifty, I'm finally facing my very first maintenance med.

I feel so betrayed by my body.

But I guess I still have to commend it — for holding out this long without needing any of these pills.

I pray the stress test echo finds what I need to know, soon.

Stay healthy, everyone.

Some backstory...

Last April, we had our APE, and the ECG results required a follow-up consultation.

Last May, my average running pace dropped drastically.

Last week, for the very first time, I had to stop mid-climb at northbound Pioneer because my vision blurred, my arms went cold, and my heart felt like it was about to explode.

It's serious enough that now I have these meds and a pending stress test.