SPY IN THE CAB

I'm wearing a heart monitor for 24 hours.  I wonder just how much it knows about me already?  Will it know about my sex life ,* that I ate a pizza, ran up the stairs and indulged in a wee afternoon nap?  

The consultant has ordered more tests including an MRI and won't let me drive, but she is very lovely to me and I forgive her.  The Professor didn't bat an eyelid when I gave him the news - just adjusted his peaked cap. 

Tonight was the last of an eight week class.  I will miss my lovely students  - you know who you are!  What next?  Who knows.  The one decision I can make is that I can make no decision at present. 

* Well, there was that awkward moment when it got all tangled in my bra and the Professor had to come to my rescue.