So, I feel stupid

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Last night, I spent my evening at work, church, and the emergency room.  In that order.

It was a late night at the office, with committee meetings ending after the 5 O’clock whistle had blown for the afternoon. That caused a rush to get home to cook before church.

Made it, but that was only part of the fun. The remainder was the rest of the evening. Chest pains somewhere between Come Thou Font of Every Blessing and reading of Acts 2, causing some high-pitched breathing and some sweating. My apologies to those sitting near me who saw the man sweat.

So, I left during the service. For those who don’t know me, getting me to the doctor has to take an act of Congress, and Greg snoring in my ear.  I had neither this time, just the fear of a heart attack.

After some cold hands, tons of chest hair removing stickers, and two doctor reports, there is no heart attack. You can now do the Homer Simpson woo hoo or the Ric Flair woooo, both are appropriate.

Turns out it was an inflammation of my chest. You see, yesterday at the gym I overdid the workout and went too hard on the rowing machine, an exercise I hadn’t done in well years. The overextension caused the chest pains, which were sharp enough to make me tap out and head off to the ER for my yearly visit with the fine folks at UNC Hospital.

My job is get some rest - easier said than done with crossover deadline Thursday - and not to lift anything heavier than 5 pounds - there goes that 5-pound thickburger from Hardee’s. Thanks to those at church yesterday who called, or even visited the big guy in the hospital. I appreciate it.

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