When I was 9 or 10, I ran around the house, swung off a branch in the front yard, fell on my butt, thought it was fun and did it again.
The second time, I fell on my arm and broke it.
This was on Father's Day. I returned to the ER this Father's Day.
I went for a short bike ride, and seven hours later, my heart rate was still racing and I was out of breath.
They found nothing, and in three hours I was OK, so they sent me home.
My sister suggested that maybe this is the new normal.
I emailed my cardiologist and he said that it's pretty unremarkable given my body's failings.
In other words, the abnormal new normal.
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