The doctor doing the ultrasound today also did my first ultrasound. Before my innards lay bare on the screen he asked, "What treatment have you had?" I told him no treatment. He seemed surprised. As he measured my liver and veins he said, "Things have definitely changed. And you had no treatment?" I laughingly replied again in the negative. He then asked, "Did you go to church?"
When the ultrasound was finished he ventured a guess at a diagnosis: heart failure. In my head I said, "I think I would know if I had heart failure." I said thank you and left.
My original doctor saw the results and said things look fine. I can resume normal life. I asked if that included resuming my training, slowly of course. He said yes. Then after a brief pause said, "But nothing extreme." WTF! Is there any part of training for an ironman that is NOT extreme?
He must mean things like extreme ironing (google it).
When the ultrasound was finished he ventured a guess at a diagnosis: heart failure. In my head I said, "I think I would know if I had heart failure." I said thank you and left.
My original doctor saw the results and said things look fine. I can resume normal life. I asked if that included resuming my training, slowly of course. He said yes. Then after a brief pause said, "But nothing extreme." WTF! Is there any part of training for an ironman that is NOT extreme?
He must mean things like extreme ironing (google it).
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