Today was the date. Just go to St. Francis Galvin heart center and register for the test. And don't forget to take the paperwork.
Oh Oh, I think I forgot the paperwork, I'm so sorry, Karolyn said.
Like its her fault to forget my paperwork. Don't worry about it, they'll do me as they make thousands of $$$$$.
Oh we can't take you without the paperwork...Ms front desk said.
A few minutes later a supervisor walked out and said Mr. Elliott, I understand you forgot your paperwork...well, we can't take you without it but why don't you just go take it this time.
Go to the lower level to Pulmonary testing.
They meant the basement.
There Ms. Manjulup said Hi and lets do the test. Of course she had to ask questions and we laughed at their silliness. "Have you ever been sick?"
Then she showed me the machine and tortured me. Yes, just breathing in and out a 100 times can be torture. Like doing a hundred pushups.
Breathe in, now breathe out. again and again.
Hyper-ventilate. now, faster faster.
Now when I say suck in the air fast you suck it it and blow it out fast.
Ready suck--and Wam, just as I started to breathe in a gush of wind came out of the tube and into my lungs.
Oops, it felt as if my lungs were a balloon and in one breathe they were blown up to full.
A few minutes later, I was finished. I felt like I just walked up several flights of stairs. But being the tough guy I am, I walked away uninjured.
Of course Ms. Manjulup, was laughing. Oh that wasn't so bad.
You don't think so, well....why don't you ( I can't put down what I said).
Ok, its what I wanted to say.
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