Flutter and sputter, thump and bang. I don't think this is what God had in mind, when he designed the human heart beat. What to do when the evil beast within my chest, refuses to do what it's supposed to. Over 20 years riding this roller coaster.Sometimes good, other times not. Slowly but surely destroying the joy of living. I watch the healthy ones, sleek and strong,doing the things I used to. No thought of their heartbeat ever crosses their mind. It's not age that is stopping me, I'm only 53. It's never knowing whether it will behave or not. The thought of a school play, or a weekend away, makes me say no. Those whose hearts beat like an atomic clock, have know idea what we are talking about. Where is my God, Who healed the blind, the lame, the diseased? Maybe He has forgotten me, or is to busy. After over 20 years of suffering, surely that should be enough. Oh to be so blessed, as to have no feeling in my chest. Then I wouldn't care what kind of beat this thing has. But I feel every flutter, sputter, thump and bang. And probably always will. There appears to be no answer to this dilemma. Just make the best of it, and keep trudging along. So goes my life, and many others. Mark