“I just want to make sure you are not going to have an acute heart attack.” said the lady doctor as she quickly pasted stickers all over my body and attached at least seven cables fr0m the ECG machine.
The printed sheet had very nice and regular troughs, I thought. She asked a second time, “How old are you again? 29?”
I dutifully went for a chest X-ray in town and the lungs were clear too.
So what has been causing my chest constrictions and breathlessness?
“Stress,” said the second doctor. “Here, take these anti stress muscle relaxants”
But does that mean I’m gonna go flacc….limp?