I was outfitted with a Holter Monitor today. It's intended to monitor my heart for 24 hours. I have a little piece of paper to log "events" - the dizzy spells. That way they can check my reported events against the readings at that time.
I wasn’t expecting such an elaborate operation, so I was surprised when the conversation went as follows:
Nurse: “Will I need a razor?”
Me: “What for?”
Nurse: “Your chest hair.”
Turns out it wasn’t really a razor, but some sort of small electric sander that not only removes hair, but also creates a little abrasion on your skin so the little sticky monitor things stay put.
Oh well, it’s only 24 hours – but no showering. Hmm, I have 3 hours of dance rehearsal for Fiddler tonight. Summer time in partially closed Middle School – how hot can that be?
Perhaps I work from home tomorrow morning.