Many nice things happened to me yesterday. First, my nice Primary Care Doctor did some nice detective work early yesterday morning and discovered that the alarmingly and unprecedentedly high number on Wednesday’s heart-failure blood test was probably a false alarm.
I won’t go into the niceties of why that was, but my nice doctors still thought it would be nice for me to get an echocardiogram ASAP to ensure that my nice but very unusual heart was doing a nice enough job.
So I took a nice trip to the hospital yesterday afternoon and met a nice echocardiogram technologist who despite his many years of experience had never encountered a nice heart like mine before. He said it would have been nice if they had scheduled me with somebody who had experience with congenitally corrected transposition (the rarest of all heart defects). I wasn’t just being nice when I told him that I believed he would do a nice enough echocardiogram to capture all the necessary information my nice doctors wanted to see.
We had a nice time as I told him about my cardiac history and he was nice enough to tell me what he was going to do before he did it. It would have been nice if I had remembered to take a photo of this very nice echo technologist so I could share that with all my nice readers.
What was really nice was that — rather than being tight-lipped about what he was seeing (my usual experience with medical technologists) — he told me that as far as he could tell, my nice and very strange-looking heart was doing a nice job. He said that a nice doctor would take a look at the images after I left and I think it’s a nice sign that I didn’t get a call last night from the hospital.
It was nice that, with all this nice news and non-news, I could really enjoy the arrival of my nice son back from his nice trip to Europe. I guess I was being nice by not taking a picture of him and my husband Michael last night because even though they can be nice about it, they really don’t like having their pictures taken. However, I warned them that I will soon need a nice picture of the three of us for the class report for my upcoming 50th college reunion, which I’m sure will be nice.
It would probably be nice if I stopped writing and shared my nice images from yesterday right now.
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It’s nice that I don’t have to work like a dog today and that I’m about to play outside with my nice son, who is staying here for a couple of days.
Here’s a nice video of our nice cat Joan doing a nice job cleaning herself.
I find looking at cats nice and relaxing.
Thanks to all of my nice readers, including YOU.
Yay! So glad there was no bad news about your heart. So sad that you had to go through the anxiety of waiting.
Thanks for always being nice, Debbie.
I am relieved to hear your reassuring news about your medical tests. Welcome back to Aaron!
Thanks for this very nice comment, Maureen!
Nice wasn’t always a nice word to me. As a child, I was one of those miscreants who preferred being naughty than nice. As I grew older, I found that I would rather be interesting than nice, as if they were opposites of some kind. But it’s quite probable that those who don’t find me very interesting still find me nice, a quality I likely conflate with being polite. So at 80, I’m still rebelling against the nice, but I’m usually nice when doing so. (FWIW, I find you interesting, Ann 🙂
FWIW, Barbara, I always find you nicely interesting.
I don’t know, Ann, but you were brave to have seen “nice” in yesterday’s timeline. I felt tense just thinking of those appointments. But in the end I guess you did have a nice technician. I’m so glad to hear that your false alarm was just that–false! Hope you’re having a more than nice weekend, dear friend.
Thank you so much, my oh-so-nice friend.
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It’s more than nice to hear the reassuring health news, Ann!
Thanks for this nice comment, my friend!
Nice can sure be overdone, huh? But it was nice to know your heart’s ok physically as well as emotionally. Have a nice day!
And it’s always nice to see a comment from you, Jan.
Good morning, Ann. Have a terrific Tuesday! ❤️🥰
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I’m glad all went well for you, Ann.
Thanks for this very nice comment.