I don’t like this kind of photography
March 18, 2006
Last Wednesday was a day of firsts. It was the first time I visited a hospital for my own well being today. Before I dive in let me backtrack a bit.
For the last month or so I had been feeling a dull pain in my chest, around the breastbone area. I quick search online and along with other symptoms I had been having there were chances of it being GERD, an ulcer, or esophageal cancer. None of these are very fun things to be afflicted with, especially the last one, since my grandmother and the lady’s father succumbed to it.
So it was off to the hospital today to get a checkup. It was the checkup to end all checkups. I have never taken so many tests since my second year of university (7 finals in less than two weeks!). And because I am an attention whore and I have no shame, or maybe I want to educate the masses so my worries will not be felt by others, here are the gory details!
Don’t say I didn’t warn you:
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