Friday, June 29, 2007 7:25 AM   My nurse finally showed up last night.  It was 6:15 -- just a mere 10 hours later than I thought she was going to be.  I guess it could have been worse. It was a recertification day for her -- or for me, depending upon your point of view.  That meant she gave me a more detailed examination than usual.  Things went well until she said my heart seemed to be beating faster than normal, but she was not worried about that.  Then I told her that I had not been feeling too well lately.  She asked what was wrong, and when I said I did not know how to explain it, she said to go ahead and give it a shot.  I said I had felt funny in my chest, and it seemed as though every now and then, my heart started beating fast, and at times, I felt like there was some type of jump in it.  She said she thought she knew exactly what it was -- something called "Paroxysmal Atrial Tachycardia PAT." She said it was something connected to the heart and the way it beat, but I should not worry about it unless I started fainting or passing out.  After reading about it on some of the websites, I began understanding it better.  I will continue worrying about it to a certain extent, but not as much as I did before I said something to my nurse. This morning I am going to see my psychiatrist.  I expect him to be somewhat upset when I tell him that I did not use the antidepressant that he had given me.  However, since my regular physician said it would have been dangerous, I do not really care what the psychiatrist thinks.  As I have said many times before today, "He is a quack." A Daily Thought: “Challenges can be stepping stones or stumbling blocks. It's just a matter of how you view them.” -Unknown