i’ve got a whole bunch of tests i need done so they can figure out what exactly is wrong with my heart
i’m gonna have to wear a heart monitor, do another echo cardiogram then get injected with “bubbles” to see if fluid is leaking in my heart, and a stress test where i’m hooked up to a treadmill for god knows how long and get to breath through a tiny tube.
my cardiologist thinks my pulmonary artery is being suppressed by my sternum causing an arrhythmia and i might have an actual structural defect in my heart
my hair currently reaches my hips and i’m so scared to cut it in a few days bc it’s been over a year since my last haircut.
idk how much i want to cut off and i’m so afraid it’ll get fucked up
lmao a dude in his like sixties is playing candy crush very loudly in my cardiologist’s waiting room and it’s driving my mom nuts.
She’s like boring a hole into him and he’s so fucking oblivious.
I may not be a perfect person but at least I have never yelled at an employee in a store
i’m tired and have no energy for anything right now so i’m just laying around like always thinking of all the shit i should be doing
idk why police officers being monitored to make sure they’re performing their duties ethically and within legal parameters is such a controversial topic because if I recall they’re a fan of using the whole “if you’ve got nothing to hide you’ve got nothing to fear” shtick to justify harassing civilians it’s almost like they’re full of bullshit
"i’m not bitter" i say, bitterly, with a bitter expression