Today I visited the hilarious Dr. Yu for the results of my recent physical examination.

And just about everything went as expected…

Except I apparently have a broken heart.  Hell, I didn’t need to spend $1200.00 to know that!

Well, technically it’s not broken, more like 50% blocked in places.  Dr. Yu put a scare in me when he insisted I visit the cardiologist immediately.  I asked what for and he said probably an angiogram to confirm the blockage.  I asked if that is done on an outpatient basis.  He told me that it requires hospitalization and I responded hell no, that ain’t happening.  No way I’m going to a Korean hospital alone.  They aren’t designed that way.  Anyway, he got all concerned and asked me to at least talk to the cardiologist to which I consented.

I figured I might be at one of the crossroads in life, and in this case it was better to keep to the left…

The cardiologist proved to be much more sanguine about my situation.  He said you really couldn’t tell from the pictures of my heart how serious the blockage might be.  He wanted a sonogram of my co-rotted arteries as well.  Then I’d do a stress test and he’d know more after seeing how my heart responded.

My boss was too busy to stress me so we had to use a treadmill.

Which I seemed to tolerate well.  At least there was no talk of surgery and stents and the like.  As every doctor in the universe has previously advised me I need to incorporate some dietary discipline and exercise into my lifestyle.  And also take pills to reduce my hypertension and cholesterol.  Which I agreed to do.

So come Sunday, I plan to re-institute a low carb diet.  For me, that will mean cutting out sweets and breads and switching to Miller Lite beer (3.2 carbohydrates per bottle).  As I told my Shenanigans friends, if I can’t drink beer I may as well be dead.  I’m in the process of negotiating a discounted price (12 oz for W5000 versus a 16 oz OB for W3000).  Let’s see if we can find some middle ground, right?

As for the exercise, well it will be walking.  I’ll try to manage an hour a day and see how that works out.

Anyway, I was glad to be cancer and diabetes free.  At least so far.  Taking care of the heart is job one and ought to be good for everything else as well.  Especially my fat liver.

Getting old sucks.  But it beats the alternative.