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  MONDAY JULY 1, 2024 Bypassing the Bypass and Outliving Myself By Steve Eskew Talk about horrific hallucinations. Have you ever experienced the surreal fright of feeling that a tall, grim guy with a cycle is stalking you? Ever felt him sitting in the back seat of your car? Even lurking on the other side of the shower curtain, tapping his foot as you bathe? Well, believe me, you haven’t lived until you think you’re going to die. It would appear that my complacent cardiologist dropped the ball by not giving me the scans I asked for. “No! You don’t need a scan or any other tests,” he uttered repeatedly for years. “Your blood’s perfect. Your heartbeat’s steady. My motto is: if something’s working, don’t fix it."  Knowing I’m a born hypochondriac, I figured the doc had hit the nail on the head. After all, I’ve never had symptoms, but my gut instinct finally propelled me to  insist  on a scan — “just to feel safe.". Imagine my shock when my trusted Dr. “No” told me that I’m the in