My turn for a visit to Barnsley Hospital

They say things happen in threes and yesterday it was my turn for a hospital appointment.  A follow-up to my visit before Christmas where I had to take a turn on the treadmill and then be interviewed by G a senior nurse on the Angina unit who managed to frighten me to death.  (His score on emotional intelligence was pretty low  in my book.)  Yesterday I had an angiogram (another scary experience), which showed my heart as  `normal'.  Thank goodness!  I hadn't really been able to work out why I should be suffering from Angina - no family history, I don't smoke, live a fairly healthy lifestyle, eat pretty well.  I'd put it down to lack of fitness and a pretty stressful year.  It was good to be home when we finally got in around 9pm having spent the last hour wth two wonderful nurses on Ward 30.