I had never had any serious medical issues before this. I
had never needed to take medication for anything except the occasional
antibiotic. I called myself a “pill virgin” because I rarely took anything but
Ibuprofen once in a while. The cardiologist also suggested that I come to her
main office (her office was in the next county down) to take a Treadmill Stress
Test. I scheduled the stress test for that weekend. At the time I didn’t
question this doctor one bit. She was so nice and kind and really listened to
me (something I rarely experienced with doctors in the past), she even gave me
her cell phone number, just in case I needed to get in touch with her.
That weekend, I went for the Stress Test. I passed with
flying colors; I didn’t even break a sweat. She said that my heart was in very
good condition except that I had a bit of muscle thickening, but she figured
that my hypertension was the cause. At this point I hadn’t begun taking the
medication she had prescribed, but was to start that week.
I began taking the medication without incidence. I was on it
for a week, then my world came crashing down.
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