Stress Test

I go in for a nice stress test today at Boswell. I'm not sure what I want the outcome to be. There's a part of me that wants the doctors to say "Get out of the office, you healthy bastard, and go have a normal life." But there's another part of me that wants the doctors to say "We found some slight abnormalities and we need to monitor you monthly just in case."

The urge to be an independent monolith versus the crawly late-night anxiety of having had open-heart surgery...