The original EKG was a false positive. False positive for what, I don’t know. I was told that EKGs are often wrong for females. Even machines are sexist. Who is making all the AI anyhow? Think about that.
Long story short, I’m going to live and it’s not going to cost more than a few dollars a month to make that happen. If I do some proper planning and follow through, I might even make it to a hundred. My life insurance company would make a pretty penny.
I was angry the entire ride home as I held in my lap my bag of medications that I took for the doctor to look over. I was angry that I worried for nothing. Angry that I had to pay 50 bucks to find out that I worried for nothing. Angry that I have to take all that bullshit medication. Just angry. So I had a cigarette and chocolate icing when I got home. I still feel mad, lungs full of smoke and blood full of useless sugar, and still mad. By the way, Fitbit needs recharging and doesn’t need to know any of this.
That’s it. That’s all. Back to sleep.