As it turns out, my heart is not enlarged. I'm not sure why I had the feeling that the ER doctor had misread the tests, but I did. Perhaps I believed that because I know that those doctors are usually not specialists (what would they specialize in? They see so many kinds of illnesses and injuries that there's not way they could be expert in all of them). I also think they tend to be overly-cautious, which isn't necessarily a bad thing.
According to the cardiologist who saw me in the hospital this morning, my heart has some thickening in some places. He didn't seem to think it was anything to worry about, at least not immediately, although I do need to schedule an echo-cardiagram through his office in the next few weeks. He determined that I was fine to go home, and I was so glad. He also said that I'm doing all the right things -- eating right, losing weight, taking walks -- and should continue. Apparently, thickening of the heart muscles is a normal part of aging, but he does want to make sure there is no damage and that there are no other causes.
For the moment, I'm going to trust that I am fine. I'm home, which makes me feel a lot better, and I feel okay. I'll call tomorrow and get my appointment scheduled, and will keep working on all the things I am doing right -- and maybe address some things I may be doing wrong. That part is harder.
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