I finally got my arse go to the cardiologist today with 2 of my younger sisters.
After 2 long hours of waiting and some chest and back fondling using a stethoscope from Dr. Salvador (who, for a short, vintage, mid-30′s man, had a very good set of bright white teeth), he said I have this Costochondritis condition.
Also, I wasn’t looking closely at my ECG results. Although the machine said I have "Borderline Left Atrial Abnormalities" and "Left Ventricular Hypertrophy", the first cardiologist (not Dr. Salvador) crossed out both of those items.
I pointed this out to Dr. Salvador and then he looked at my ECG test and he said I’m still in the "normal" range. I guess, thank god, all this chest pain I’ve been feeling the past few weeks wasn’t anything life-threatening (i.e heart condition).
Back to chain smoking, cocaine and mind-blowing sex, yes?
NOT.
I did the dreaded switch to Marlboro Lights earlier today and won’t smoke Marlboro reds anymore. I still need that nicotine fix one way or another, even if I’m smoking paper (lights).
BTW, enough of this whole chav thing. I figured
being a chav is so not me.











OMG DIS BOI IS SO FAB! I’M TOTALLY LUVIN HIS LUV FOR DIOR AND THE WAY HE POSSES *DON’T FINK I SPELT THAT RIGHT* JUST COMPLETELY BRILLIANT! HAHA AND THE NICKNAMES HE GAVE THOSE OLD LADIES! LOL JUST SO FUNNY! *HEHE* WELL BETTER GO
BUBI *MWAH*
Ha. No… Chav definitely does *not* suit you.
Yes! The Diva rocks on! *hehe*
Well Bryan, I’m glad it’s nothing too serious. And you look much better floating on your cloud than you did dressed as scum :)