Wednesday - James
“Try the deep breathing again,” Dr. Young said.
I concentrated as hard as I could. Inhale. Exhale. But I was thinking about Penny running out of the room. I needed to know if she was okay. I never should have let her leave.
Dr. Young sighed and removed the wand he had been moving around in the gel. The gel that was practically scalding when he had squirted it onto my chest.
“You’re not good at this,” he said.
“Good at what?”
“Breathing. Breathing, James. Your heart is functioning fine. The reason your cardiologist has been talking about another possible surgery is because you’re going to reverse what your last surgery fixed in a matter of days at this rate. You need to calm down.”
“I am calm,” I said way too defensively for a calm person.
Dr. Young untucked his be
