Well, I finally got an EBCT scan last week and the Agatston score came out as seven.
This is a bummer of a result for several reasons. The most obvious is that it's not zero, however inconclusive you might consider zero to be!
Second is that it's an isolated score, so there is no way I can tell if it's the start of an exponential rise to serious problems in 5 years time or the tail end of a fall from a higher number 5 years ago...
Third, I'm going to have to get another scan done in 12 months time to get a trend analysis. It makes me a little envious of Stephan and checking out his HbA1c reading of 5.8%. Measuring you post prandial glucose is a lot less expensive and a lot quicker than waiting a year for another EBCT scan!
While I wait, am I going to do anything different diet/exercise wise?
Probably not. Just about the only changes I'm thinking of will be to make sure I get my egg yolks every morning and not skip them on work days (which are now three days a week plus the weekend rota). I might get to paddle my kayak a little more frequently and I'll certainly continue my relaxed driving style. Apart from those, there are not a lot of changes to make. If I did alter much it would leave me wondering which alteration had affected the number in either direction in a year's time.
On the plus side the scan has dropped in price from £450 to £400. Still not cheap, but then when I think of how much our practice charges for me to do a canine dental the cost drops in to perspective!
The other plus is that if you are going to have a non zero score, having one below 10 is probably better than having one over 100...
Another up side to life is that our chicken house is about finished (been my main free time occupation for this last week) and just needs waterproofing, so it's time to start on the enclosure at the bottom of the garden! Chickens arrive in about 2 weeks time.
Oh, and the senior cardiologist in the imaging department was waaaaaay in to metabolic syndrome and the junior chap, who chatted to me after the scan, was well on his way. I had a coffee in their canteen and it's not hard to see why. Just imagine the worst possible aisles in the supermarket transported to a hospital basement! The coffee was as OK as coffee ever is.