Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Speed-Addicted Movie Maniac



So MANY things have happened since I last wrote but I'll just concentrate on one. Gotta stay focused. 😐 This won't take long, I'm just trying to get my groove back. πŸ˜Š Today was a good day.  I had the distinct pleasure of driving in an automobile wolf pack to and from work today. If you've ever ridden in a vehicle I'm driving, you know how much I love to give dirty looks to the Weekday "Sunday" drivers as I zoom passed them. 🚘  Even if I'm fortunate enough to find a group of equally-yoked speed demonsπŸ‘Ώ to *OR* from work, I rarely have the opportunity to find a group to *AND* from work. I know I'm too old for that kind of behavior but I just can't help it. 😞 There is something about the speed, maneuvering and adrenaline that I find absolutely exhilarating. 😁 You should've seen it, we were like a scene straight out of The Fast and the Furious, the geriatric version. πŸ‘΅πŸΎ To me, it's a fast-paced, heart-thumping good time. πŸ˜„ Speaking of heart-thumping, my cardiac stress test came out well. Aside from a slightly rapid heartbeat, my heart is normal. πŸ«€ I had one of the latest appointments of day and the super sweet Ashley Judd lookalike nurse that administered the test, said my results were the best they had all day. 😏  Honestly, that wasn't much of a comfort since no one in the waiting room appeared to be under the age of 85. πŸ‘΄πŸΎ Ever see the movie Cocoon? That's what that waiting room looked like. So I have a better heart than Betty White?  Fabulous. And while my cardiologist beamed with excitement over the results of my test, he DOUBLED the medication I was taking for another worsening medical condition. πŸ‘©πŸΎ‍⚕️ Oh well, you have to take what you can, when you can, any which way you can I don't know if you're familiar with cardiac stress tests but it's where they attach your bare chest to an electrocardiogram (or ECG) and you walk (or run) on a treadmill for as long as you can, while they gradually increase the speed and steepness as they monitor your heart. πŸ«€ Then, you lay down as quick as you can so the nurse can do a sonogram of your heart while it's beating super fast.  It was so cool and weird to actually see my heart beat like that. My giant eyeballs went dry because I couldn't take my eyes off of the screen.  I didn't want to miss one minute of it. πŸ‘€ Beating hearts don't look like I'd imagined. They look like the hatching spawn of the creature from the Alien movies about to rip itself out of your chest...and you know I'm ALL about Science Fiction. πŸ‘½ I was relieved that I'd started walking at work a few weeks earlier on my own, otherwise, I would have embarrassingly crashed a lot earlier. I was embarrassed enough. My poor nurse. I can't think of anything more frightening than the sight of a busty, bra-less chubby chick running on a treadmill with an 'open in the front' hospital gown. 😬  "Cruel and unusual punishment." πŸ˜΅ Yeah, I'm not much for running, bra'd or bra-less. While I greatly admire the Chariots of Fire fitness fiends of the species, I'm never gonna run again unless I'm being chased by a monster, murderer or twister. πŸŒͺ


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°Special thanks to IMDb.com, with which this pointless entry would not be possible. πŸ˜„