That a treadmill test is also called a 'stress test' should be the first clue that it won't be fun, but here I was thinking 'I walk lots! I'll be able to do this! Nooooooo problem at all!'. Heh. Stupid me.
First off, you have to do this in no shirt or bra. Eek! (Bounce, bounce, bounce. "Is that an earthquake?!" Ow, no! It's me!) But on the plus side, the treadmill was at such a steep angle and moving so fast, I quickly forgot that two strange men and a skinny women were seeing me nearly naked! (Those paper "gowns" do NOT count for much...)
Bah.
But not only it over with, I was told my heart is "very normal" or "above normal". (There was one "early beat" I think they called it, but the doctor said most people had a few of those, and since I only had one that was better than average.)
So yay not falling over dead! (Hopefully!)
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In more important news: I stopped by home on the way back to work from the test. Still no package! At 1 PM! And it's supposed to be there by 3! Eek! Hurry up, Mr. FedEx man! And you better leave it at the door, don't just leave a 'sorry we missed you!' slip!
First off, you have to do this in no shirt or bra. Eek! (Bounce, bounce, bounce. "Is that an earthquake?!" Ow, no! It's me!) But on the plus side, the treadmill was at such a steep angle and moving so fast, I quickly forgot that two strange men and a skinny women were seeing me nearly naked! (Those paper "gowns" do NOT count for much...)
Bah.
But not only it over with, I was told my heart is "very normal" or "above normal". (There was one "early beat" I think they called it, but the doctor said most people had a few of those, and since I only had one that was better than average.)
So yay not falling over dead! (Hopefully!)
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In more important news: I stopped by home on the way back to work from the test. Still no package! At 1 PM! And it's supposed to be there by 3! Eek! Hurry up, Mr. FedEx man! And you better leave it at the door, don't just leave a 'sorry we missed you!' slip!