On life imitating fiction. Again.

[halimede]

Remember how my life keeps imitating the fic I read? I was at the hospital yesterday for tests. The collagen trouble with my joints can also manifest in the circulatory system so there were some heart test being done. And it looks like that's fine, it's just the joints, which is cool. In one test the electrodes aren't glued on to shoulders, neck and chest anymore, they are held on with the aid of an air pump. The husband looked at me after and cheerfully said cthulhu fthagn! I glared mightily, but had to concede the point. *g*

And hey, at least this time I got to be JC. :)