I was so worried about this damn thing. I’m out of shape and tired as hell. I thought I’d have some weird fainting episode or worse. I went by myself because Ken is out of town. I ended up doing such a great job and stayed on that thing for the entire time, minus 15 seconds. I swear it made me feel like I could train for a marathon. Not only that, Dr. Awar said the test was negative and my heart is good to go for the surgery. I really just can’t tell you how thrilled I am to have this out of the way. Dr. Awar did discuss a certain medication that is given beyond surgery during cancer treatment and the effects of this medication on me would have to be closely monitored. He said that if I had a complication called ejection fraction that the medication would have to be discontinued immediately but that the condition reverses itself. I’m glad he told me and we will cross that bridge later if necessary. My cardiologist is simply wonderful and I’m so glad I have him on my side. What a great support beyond just clinical banter.
Houston-based writer making contributions through truth- and story-telling. Sometimes dark, often insubordinate, and always raw, a balance is struck in each conclusion that evokes a sense of resolve to the absurd drama so intricately woven into our human experience. You will find short stories sometimes based in truth, true stories sometimes based in harsh reality, musings that may strike a nerve, writing prompts just for fun, and a novel or two in the works. Welcome, and thank you for reading.
Christine Cadiz was born in Port of Spain, Trinidad in 1964. She was a kid in the Florida Keys and an adult in Miami. She's been writing since she was nine-years-old and was a Journalism major before leaving college to work. Christine worked in marketing and advertising for seventeen years. She stayed in Florida for forty-three years before relocating to North Carolina and then Texas with her family. She has three daughters and currently resides in Houston.
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