I am a bit surprised as there is no family history of heart issues on my mothers or fathers side. I must have picked up the dodgy gene from the pond.
I suspect the legacy off too much exposure to the "Sauce Company"... stress is the scourge of modern society. Add that to a bit of OCD and the wish to "do it right" ..
Once you are released by the medics then think long and hard about learning to relax and be calm. Meditation, Yoga, red wine..... whatever works for you!
Peter, 66, 2016 Porsche Boxster S No longer driving Tarka, the 2014 Plus 8...
You haven't lived until you've had an enema, sixties style.
I had my appendix out in 1962. It wasn't keyhole surgery, it was letterbox surgery. The hospital was pure carry on nurse. I learnt a very important thing about women during my six days in there. On my ward (they put me in the childrens' ward), there were two regular nurses. One was gorgeous to look at but hard as nails. The other was, um, of limited attractiveness, but she was the perfect nurse. Caring and kind. I still have that memory. But the one who adminstered the enema, wasn't either of them, and had a very long middle finger.
DaveW '05 Red Roadster S1 '16 Yellow (Not the only) Narrow AR GDI Plus 4
Thank you one and all for the kind wishes, the sense of TM comoraderie and humour is lovely and is a great tonic. I am sure once I get my head around it all I will back to firing on all 6 or possibly 4 cylinders, or maybe 8.
Adrian
Buggered Off, to a modern none leaky car, heart's still ticking
