Waiting in the waiting room is no fun waiting at all (or so)

The good news is that I actually was taken down, as promised, first thing in the morning for my follow-up biopsy. It really was much more painful than usual, this time. What they do is they lidocaine up my neck and then go in through the vein that sits over the corotid artery, and they shove in this tube that measures the pressure around the heart, and then they take some tissue samples to check for signs of rejection or of giant cell myocarditis, the original disease that destroyed my first heart. It hasn't really ever been a painful procedure before, though. The lidocaine burns a bit, but then after that it's mostly just a lot of pressure and kind of a weird fluttery feeling that follows. I guess it's because my last biopsy was only just under a week ago; everything was still sensitive. But boy, I really wouldn't wish this kind of thing on anyone: not Madoff, not even someone violently horrible. Everyone is complaining about the rain today. I'd like to go play in it with my dog, S______. Results take about 24 hours.