OK, second attempt at making Tuesday’s blog post on Tuesday (whatever my WordPress timestamp may say). I logged on earlier but felt overwhelmingly sad. The moment seems to have passed.
As you may have guessed, I did not follow yesterday’s note to self and write my blog post while on breaks at work. I had the notebook out (the spiral bound paper kind by the way), but nothing doing. I did some writing eventually, but nothing to share yet. Never mind, I will make a Tired Tuesday post.
At the risk of upsetting the HIPAA police, I mention that I went to the cardiologist this morning for a stress test. I was quite stressed by the time I arrived. Driving in Utica, NY can do that to anyone, but I get especially uptight when I am worried about getting somewhere on time. And it is stressful leaving from and returning to work, for reasons too tiresome to relate.
Anyways, the test itself went fine, although I felt quite self-conscious being naked from the waist up, not to mention the discomfort of walking and jogging without a bra (do NOT tell me TMI!). I had to laugh when I was lying on my side while a technician took “pictures” of my heart.
“I feel like I’m getting a boudoir photo taken,” I said.
It took me a while on the treadmill to get out of breath. Let’s hear it for running! The technicians were also impressed by how quickly I got back into heart-picture-taking position when I got off the treadmill.
The really bad part came next, when they hooked me up to a heart monitor that I have to wear for 30 days. That may be worth a blog post all its own!
In the meantime, I am closing in on 300 words. Not bad for thinking I wasn’t even going to post till tomorrow morning.
Mohawk Valley Girl 
I can’t even imagine running shirt and braless. Are you sure you weren’t on Candid Camera?
Well, you see, there were all these wires attached. However, the monitor they’re making me wear for 30 days also has wires, and I am wearing a bra with that. Go figure!
I would never try and figure out the medical community!