Maple butter cheers me

The trip to the cardiologist proved to be very informative and mostly positive. One never know how to approach these events, but I have been trying not to have a pile of expectations either good or bad. My mother will have an echocardiogram next month, as a baseline to show her heart's condition. The cardiologist was a very nice guy, who spoke to her warmly and with good detail, which she started zoning out on, but I appreciated his manner.
Another day gone in a sort of daze. Running was arduous, as was weight training, and the afternoon turned gloomy.
My head hurts. I'm going to read.