Last Monday night I again had heart palpitation. But thank God it was only for about half a minute. I felt some gas in my tummy, and that probably triggered it, along with my twisted lying position. Why I had to have it, I still don't know and I really hate it. It has no purpose, though I believe everything has a purpose. So, what's the purpose, God?
I also still feel near palpitations which probably is controlled by my medicine, Bisoprolol 2.5 mg. I praise God for that, but still, I know God can do better than give me medicine for controlling it or give me money for the catheter operation. He can simply heal it. I've been asking Him to do it, but why the seeming delay?
The disappointment is doubled when I hate life because I see people smoking cigarettes and don't have heart palpitations. Again, I'm not saying that they should have this heart problem, but if they don't have it, the more I shouldn't have it. God, you got to hear this out. Please!...I hate this heart palpitations!
Even the near palpitations, I hate feeling them, though they never really happen. But they make me feel awful and I really hate it...while the others enjoy good health while they do foolish things, even while criminals do their crimes. They have no heart palpitations to prevent them from doing their wickedness...and I'm prevented from doing harmless and useful things.
Funny.
Hahaha.
