That'll Be All

As you all know, my dad was in hospital all of last week.

During this time he was put through a whole bunch of routine check ups for his liver, kidney, heart, prostrate etc.

One afternoon, we were rudely interrupted by the cardiologist who came in to tell us about a heart condition that he had noticed in my father's aortic valve and the right ventricular valve.

He and his assistant starting yelling questions at us and basically gave us no time to grasp the information that he had just shoved down our throat.

He then went on to tell us that while the damage he had noticed was 'moderate', he believed that it was a lot worse and that the 'Echo' test should be re-done. He even went to the extent of insisting on an angiography and starting scheduling it for two days later.

That's when I got ticked off and basically told him no such procedures would be scheduled until the echo was re-done and a second opinion was sought.

So, my dad was re-wheeled to the Echo department where the head of cardiology over-looked the echo test himself. The report came back - 'Moderate'.

Cut to the day of discharge. The Cardiologist comes back once again and requests for further investigation. At this time my parents are reading an article about youngsters being 'Young, stressed and under attack'.

What came next was something I never imagined.

I was emotionally threatened and sent for an Echo test 30 minutes later.

The head of cardiology came and probed and prodded on my bare breast.
Stared at the screen and said, "She's fine"
And *poof*, he was gone leaving me skipping over the moon.

(A random long post by request of Haathi)

That'll Be All.