My own MOT

Today was the day I had to go for ‘MY’ MOT. Not the car’s but mine. This all come about after the fourth time of the emergency ambulance being dispatched to my house in the last couple of years. Each time its been due to chest pains of one degree or another, but chest pains nevertheless. Three times, I have been carted off to the hospital for further tests, and on the last time, everything was done at home. ECG, blood pressure, heart rate etc etc. Each time, Zero, zilch, zip, nil, nought, nothing. I get the go ahead to go home and continue living with the test results being nothing but stress / panic attacks. To me, I cannot help but feel they say that because they don’t know what else it could be. A cop out.
Anyway, on the last ambulance visit to the house, after all the checks they could do, he said I should get a ‘well man’ check up at my G.P’s. So today was the day that it got done. blood pressure, heart rate, weight, height, and some bloods for the vampires hospital to check for this that and the other. I read on Google last week that these tests normally involve a finger up the bum, and / or having my testicles checked. I never got any of this. I’m glad about the finger. Really I am, the other one, I’m not sure if I’m please or not I didn’t get checked. I guess I am. I don’t know if the blood tests would show anything up down there, or not. Unless I have to be a certain age before they start checking for testicular lumps etc. Ahh well. Something to look forward to for the future. All I have to do now is wait for these results to see if anything comes back for the chest pains. In one way I hope not but in another way I hope they do find something as at least I will have a reason for the pains then.

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