A friend of ours is getting ready to undergo a stress test and is some what nervous about it. I told her to not stress about it and shared with her my experience of several years ago...as follows;
I had a myo-view stress test which went pretty well considering the “out come”. First, you know how they always ask you a bunch of personal questions; it goes soemthing like this:
Q. How tall are you? A. I’m a short 6’ (translation, I’m 5’6 ½”)
Q. How much do you weigh? A. Too much (translation, I’d just as soon not go there)
Q. What is your birthdate? A. 10/27 of the previous century (Translation, I’d just as soon not go there)
After they attach all the jumper cables and have a nurse and 2 Drs standing by they finally get you on the treadmill. About 2 minutes into the “walk”, the Dr says “How do you feel?” My reply, “You’re probably gonna think I’m nuts, but I have this strange tickling sensation running down the calf of my left leg”. Drs reply “No, under the circumstances, that could be very normal and I’m sure it’ll disappate soon. Try not to think about it.” And he was right, another couple of minutes I wasn’t thinking about that sensation, but was thinking about the way my knees make so much noise when walking uphill and how at this point, since I hadn’t had any coffee yet, I could probably grind those beans with my teeth. What seemed like an eternity later, I’d finally reached my desired heart rate so the test was over. The Dr asked me (while grinning ear to ear) if I still had a tickling sensation on the back of my leg and I assured him, he was right; that sensation didn’t last long an! d wondered if he had any idea what caused it. By then, he and the other two people were kind of giggling and pointing at the end of the treadmill. I should get points for looking horrified and amused at the same time…there on the floor, right at the end of the treadmill was a sheet of fabric softener desperately clinging to some pink undies. So, THAT was the circumstances that he referred to as normal and that it would disappate soon! Rather hard to keep your dignity and make a hasty retrieval of your personal items when you’ve are tethered to the treadmill.
- Cathy Clementz
- A long time ago, I was a child. (I started out as Cathy First from Colon, Mi.) For the past several years I’ve been an adult. A lot of things went on between those two stages of life; probably no more or no less than anyone elses. My husband and I moved to “da U .P” from southern Lower Michigan several years ago (yes we were trolls at one time). We owned and operated and operate Clementz’s Northcountry Campground and Cabins just north of Newberry, Michigan until May 2015. We have grown kids and grandkids (who all live downstate). My passion is life and all that Nature has to offer us and trying to photograph it in unique ways. Our intention in life is to see all that Nature has to offer us. We hope that you will be a part of our adventures as we cruise through our lives together. Come back often!