August 30, 2010

Heartless.

ECG.
Electrocardiogram.
I get to do that a lot now that i'm in the internal medicine department.
Its a machine, with leads plastered on your chest, to record the condition of your heart.
It'll print out on a piece of long paper, the rhythm and the frequency and what not.
At the end of it, it'll give out it's interpretation,
like lateral infarction, or sinus tachycardia.

I have a dream.
That someday ECG could pick up on something more than just the physical condition of the heart.
I wish that it could pick up on feelings too.
So that the result at the end of it would be something like this,
Myocardial Infarction,
with 95% true love for John.

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