Shape Of My Heart

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And as a token of my appreciation, I shall show you the shape of my heart.

No, I mean literally.

Regular readers already know that I have irregular brainz, but guess what - I have irregular heartbeats too!

Don't worry, I'm not dying yet!

(Though Dr. Daneeka would say: "Of course you are. We all are.")

But it occurs so often that it's annoying and depressing, so I went to see a doctor about it.

She recommended a chest doppler echo.

In layman's terms it's called a "heart ultrasound scan".

Funny how the layman's version sounds more techie than the medical version.

So three weeks ago I went for my ultrasound.

As part of Fresh Brainz's public service - I will briefly describe the process!

1. The whole procedure takes about 45 min. So go to the loo first.

2. First they put electrode stickers on you and hook you up to an ECG.

3. Then you have to lie down. Unlike ultrasounds for pregnant mums, you have to lie on your side for the whole procedure.

4. The chief implement of torture is a handheld ultrasound probe that is pressed against three positions on your chest and abdomen. No, I'm kidding. It doesn't hurt at all.

Unless you can hear ultrasonic frequencies.

5. When the recording is complete, you just need to wipe that green gel off your chest and walk away like a real man.

And the result?












Heh, quite a clear picture.

I always thought that ultrasound images needed a fair bit of imagination to visualize, but this one is obvious enough for a layman.

The sonographer said that I have good lungs, which is why the image is relatively noise-free.

Gee thanks! I love a pair of good lungs.


I know that words are the swords of a lawyer

I know that bankers have billions in store

Administrators rule everything from the start

But that's not the shape of my heart

That's not the shape, the shape of my heart