'Short-Circuit' Disorder

I ain't sure why I was born with this "short-circuit" sickness. My cardiologist told me that it is not a genetical heart problem and its just another case of heart DISORDER disease, like 1 in every 1000 people just born with it. I guess, i'm tha lucky 1, huh? =P

Aight, so its actually a mild-rated heart illness but I hates it, when the "attack" unexpectedly just strucks me, makin me all breathless as if i'm down with an asthma attack (i dun haf asthma, ok?!) and the excruciating pain in my chest is almozt, almozT untolerable.

SO, This is the biologic term for my disease: " ATRIAL FLUTTER "


Whats goin on here is: ( okay, im gonna make it a lil reader-frenly but i'm sorry if u still dun haf the slightest clue =P )

. There are 2 main sides/parts of the heart, the right and the left. The right part of the heart receives blood from the body and pumps it to the lungs to get oxygen. From the lungs, the blood goes to the left side of the heart. The left side of the heart then pumps the blood out to the rest of the body. The heart has valves inside that make sure that blood can only go one direction and cannot go backwards. (this blood flow is illustrated by the red lines shown in the diagram)

. So now, let me call the 'whateva-they-callin-it' that serve as a medium for all these blood travelling as tha TUBE, and since theres one tube on each side of the heart, lemme call them TUBE A and TUBE B.

. Normal heart = Tube A + Tube B

My heart = Tube A + Tube B + an additional tube = 3 tubes

. When my body or to be more specific, my HEART feel that there's too much tension, pressure, stress etc etc, instead of havin a regular blood flow back and forth between those two tubes, the blood will "NAUGHTILY" flow to the third tube and cause a short circuit in the heart. (The green section in the diagram)

. This short circuit will then cause (in my case):

1. Terrible chest pain - you feel as if theres a 100 kg iron stick placed just on top of ur heart
2. LOW blood pressure - inevitable, since the blood is flowing ABNORMALLY
3. Irregular heart beat - during my first attack back in 2004, my heart was beatin as fast as 240 beats per minute but I was BADLY freakin out in the emergency room backthen so maybe if i was a lil calmer, it could only have been 180-200beats/ minute
   
4. Shortness of breath - yeah, since the lungs didnt receive any 'normal' blood pumps so I can't get sufficient oxygen

Anyway, my unnecessary attack today was caused by my company's tax auditor and consultant who continuously bombarded me with some fcuked up, intimidating comments coz my dad is outta town and the consultant felt that IT IS A NEED to story-tell someone else with his 'fairytales'.

I dun mind listenin to it, yknow, when he's actually tellin the REAL, okay i repeat, REAL condition of the company's tax situation. Dun started up with: "Two days ago, I received a phone call from the HEAD of the Sumatera province's Tax Office and i think, theres a great possibility of him sendin one of his staffs down to your offize and check the company out" Pleazee, spare me!!!! Consecutively use the same-typical-dumb start-up sentence for 4 or 5 times, whos gonna believe it...

I am kinda frustrated BUT I still wanna be polite and courteous. He's in his late forties and i dun like to be rude to the 'oldies' (the oldies term here is just meant for this uncle ok, not other 40s yrs old ppl, im just tryin to be sarcastic to HIM, sowwie; dun get offended!)

So, my first attempt to reject him NICELY...

"Uncle, I am really buzy today, lotX of data entry to do so it's better for you to discuss this directly with my dad and if it's really urgent, just fax the documents over to wherever he is now and talk to him over the phone. Anyway, I am not in the position to make this kinda major tax decision, im not the vice president or anythin, im just a staff workin for my dad"

** Note: this tax case is actually complicated coz back in 2002, the previous consultant reported lots of wrong datas to the government and although the current consultant is tryin to correct those datas, there's lot of financial sanctions/fines involved and this consultant is supposed to negotiate with my dad how to pay it off. SO, ANYONE WITH THE RITE SENSE should just talk it out with my dad, JUZZ MY DAD and not ME!

First sarcastic comment ATTACK from him

"Whoaa, i feel bad for ur dad coz he has one ignorant daughter who doesn't bother to learn about the current tax situation of the company. You have to look out for the best of ur dad's company, yknow?! and one way is by learnin lots of stuff, includin this tax stuff."

I was thinkin " WTF?? I dun wanna hear it and i dun wanna knoe. I knoe it involves the company but still, I dun haf any right to make any decision so juzz leave me alone, stop makin me all tensed-up and juzz explain it to my dad when he come back!"

I refused again in a lil less courteous way coz, My dad had actually told me, couple of months ago, that I dun not haf to bother myself with all these mostly-bullshit/nonsense tax talks but NO, This uncle juzz gotta pestered me wit it!!

" U dun like tax stories? No choice, u still haf to learn and knoe the details!! Like now, ur dad is outta town and YOU, only YOU is actually the only person to handle and solve this tax problem. This is your responsibillity so Stop being so ignorant (arghh, he mentioned the word TWICE), you shouldnt be so selfish"

He continued to bitch at me repeatin the same stuff over and over and suddenly...

...outta nowhere when i least expected it (okay, i felt really vulnerable and kinda angry but i never realized that his words actually, unconciously, delivered the pain rite to my heart, LITERALLY!) ...

BOOOM

F%$# F%$# F%$#...my chest was aching reaL bad and i hurried my driver to get me to the nearest hospital for oxygen coz it was so fcukin hard to breath!! oKay, after the temporary relieves from the hospital, i went home earlier to drink my pills coz i forgot to bring the heart medicine to the offize. =(

so, Wish of the montH : Pleazee, pleazee, pleazeee, let me fly to Singapore ASAP for my heart operation coz i dun wanna go thru this pain anymore!! Amen...