Hey Heart Defect! We need to have a talk.
Yeah, you and me – I just wanted to warn you that things are about to get ugly.
I have no idea why you chose me, and for quite a while now you’ve had your way. I’ve been pretty much at your mercy because I did know how to fight back.
I didn’t know that you could fight back. You had me convinced that I was one of just a few people who you picked on, and I just accepted it.
But I’ve learned better, and while you weren’t looking, I started paying attention.
I’ve stopped being the usual, run of the mill, Woe is me! sick guy. I’ve learned how to take care of myself. I learned how my heart is supposed to work, and what you’ve done to it. I’ve learned how it really works. I even read the medical literature. Dad-gum it, that was hard, but I’ve figured most of it out and I’ll Google what I don’t understand.
I’m no longer passive – I am an active, intelligent, involved patient. I don’t just sit quietly and fill my prescriptions; I ask questions, I learn, and I follow up on important things. I do what I have to do to keep you under control. I found a really good Cardiologist, and not only do I have him on my side, I’ve got his partner, a bunch of good nurses, and a whole freakin’ hospital backing me up. Anytime you want to cause trouble, you’re gonna meet my crew. And we ain’t going to fight fair.
And from now on we’re going to be playing by my rules.