Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Try Not To Breathe

I saw the doc yesterday and she clocked my pulse at 118 bpm.

Tachycardia, she called it.

Too fast, she called it.

She said it's the new pills, and if it doesn't slow down, they have to go.

I said there has been a lot of stress. There was the doctor, for a start. And a phone call about my son, from school, and something to do with 'isolation'.

And then there was finding a family I didn't know I had, and losing them again, all in the space of a week, because I am bipolar.

My heart beats too fast.

Better that than not at all, some might say.

But the doc says it has to slow down, by tomorrow.