Ticking Time Bomb

The day has finally come where I am in my very own real-life 24 episode. I feel (and look) like I've been hooked up to some sort of explosive device. It's like at any moment, I can decide to set it off and I'll forever be known as one of those suicide bombers. It even beeps at me, as if to warn me that I could detinate at any second.

Really it's a Holtor monitor which is just basically a portable EKG. Because OF COURSE when they did the actual EKG in the doctors office, my heart didn't do it's little fluttering thing. OF COURSE it did do it right after we were done. So Dr. B hooked me up with this Holtor monitor. Then OF COURSE it did flutter again after I was hooked up, but BEFORE it was recording. I have to wear it around for the next 24 hours...see... Jack Bauer only has 24 hours to get me out of this bomb! 3 down... only 21 to go. hurry up, Jack! I can't even shower. Okay, out of my 24 episode... my heart has since done its little trick several times, so there should be plenty of flutters recorded.. we'll see on Monday!

This little contraption has 7 little thingies (I don't know the technical terms, sorry :)) that will monitor my heart rate and hopefully give us some type of idea of what's wrong with me. Although, it could be nothing that has to do with my actual heart beat, so it could tell us nothing and therefore being hooked up to this bomb EKG could prove to be useless. Hopefully it will at least point us in some direction!

More later... I'm off to enjoy a chocolate/peanut butter milkshake and watch 24 (the real one!)