Little red riding hood…(or was it little bo peep – only Fletch lovers will know that reference)

I fought a wolf today. A couple of them.

So the day starts with a nightmare at 4 am. Walking with friends, run into one wolf. Big black…evil looking. It attacks and I kill it. Not just kill it. Destroy it. Then a second wolf shows up and attacks and I kill it with the first wolf. Yeah, that was weird. Then a third and I start to get injured and turn to my “friends”. They just watch. Then a fourth. Then a fifth. Then a bunch. It didn’t go well after that…

Then came time for the visit to the cardiologist. Had to wait about 2 hours. For the first time, I think I understood what a claustrophobic might have felt in a submarine.

It’s been an interesting day. The feeling of “unsafe” is…no bueno today.

Admittedly…I’m tired of fighting…

I won’t bore you with the details…but the net net of the Dr visit was good. Dr Altman remembered everything about Mayo and my artery. I don’t want to gloss over that as that’s a big benefit to me to have someone I don’t have to catch up. He is suggesting the burning sensation is coming from stress tension on the artery and is starting me on Nitroglycerin. I decided to wait until this weekend to start due to the side effects.

What big teeth you have….

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