I had to do a set of medical tests today, mandated by the Greek government for anyone looking for a residence permit: Mantoux TB test and a chest X-ray.
When I went to the radiology department at the hospital to see what the doctor had to say about my chest X-ray, I took a moment to notice the nurse/aide dealing with my case. She wore a lab coat; you know how there are certain kinds of curves that, hidden under a lab coat, can disguise either a stocky figure or a stupendous rack? Well, when she turned to deal with someone else, her open lab coat revealed that she was not stocky, but rather quite well-endowed (she wore black under the lab coat, which disguised any shadows), probably at least a DD-cup, and sporting a fairly trim figure otherwise. Substantial overhang over a belly that was much less substantial than her chest.
It's moments like that, remarkably common in and around Athens, that make me consider investing in those digicam sunglasses I've seen advertised.
The delectable nurse/admin got crowded out of my mind, though, when the doctor asked me if I had any history of heart problems. Turns out there was something ... he was careful not to say "wrong", but not something he was used to seeing. Something ... I guess "hinky" would be the right word, with my aorta.
Now he didn't say it was anything serious, but anything out of sorts with that set of machinery is cause for concern, in my book.
TB follow-up Monday, and a search is underway for cardiologists. Preferably one fluent in English. More updates as they become available, unless people actively don't want to know.
Wish me luck...