Cardiologist

Ugh, doctors!

So, he called me in, bright and early - about 90 minutes BEFORE my usual rising time!
I was staggering because:
I thought I would do a treat for everyone and make a special dinner!
I planned baked cod and baby peas with homemade tartar sauce.
YUM!
And it was pretty good.

Only the Costco cod turned out to be scrod, a junk fish that is only distinguishable from cod before it is filleted - or - after eaten.
Yeah,the  poor shopper is at the packager's mercy.
So, I was sicker than a dead dog as I stumbled in to the heart labs.
Exhausted from an entire night in the bathroom.
And have to face my reality challenged cardiologist.

Oh, make no mistake, the man is gifted.
And does not speak my simple language!

Three hours later, I was guessing that he was saying no problems.
Take these pills.
See me in three weeks.
Oh, yeah, bring an interpreter next time!

Yeah, Kris no speak medical jargon!
Sigh....

And I fear I am on day three of scrod poisoning.
I really must run!