Husband had a stress test Wednesday to make sure he is on the mend, and the cardiologist was very pleased, and feels there will be very little permanent damage. He claimed when he called that he was considering eating something fried, but wasn't sure what just yet. I told him that this good news was not carte blanche to eat badly.
Now, since the test involved pumping him full of technium-99, he is giving off about 10 millirems or millirads or something an hour. In any case, he's giving off radiation and I slept in another bed last night. Not that
I haven't been through this before.