Five days and I have not forgotten my beta blocker once. Big deal I have gotten back on this band wagon many times over the years just as I have kept from biting my nails only to find when a crisis of some kind arrives I find myself pulling them off again. There are some moments when I think that my heart will stop and I will head for never never land. I hadn’t really considered that consequence until my cardiologist told me to take my condition as he called it more seriously. Is it time for God to call me home? (I hope it’s God anyway) I am not as sure lately even though I think I am in the fittest shape of my life prior to my battle with cocaine. As the old idiom goes: Time Will Tell.
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