Ok I guess! I won't know the results until 24th June when I see the specialist again.
Mr G came home at 1.30am with 2 mates - all of them had been down at the local for their friday night drinks. Anyway, at 2am the 2 mates decided to get shitty with each other and do the usual male posturing "go on, smack me in the face" bullshit over something typically anal (as only drunk guys can get!).....I came storming out of our room, heart going like a fucking piston
and told them in no uncertain terms to fuck off out of our house if they were going to try and start a fight, and how I don't need their bullshit, all while pulling down the top of my t-shirt I was sleeping in to expose the heart monitor etc
. They looked mortified, and promptly took off, while Mr G looked very smug (he was trying to get them to stop and fuck off before I came out), and said "See boys, I told you so, nobody wins against my Mrs when she's fucked off!"
Anyway, I had to keep an 'activity' diary while wearing the monitor....I explained the 2am heart racing as "Woke up to sick child"
I don't think a hob nobby specialist would understand "woke up to, and disbanded a testosterone cock fight"