We's been a little stressed recently cos he does feel a bit ropey. After many discussions he decides that it is one of the many drugs he takes that is making matters worse for him, headaches, muscle pains.
So he mentions it to his heart doctor on the rare occasion that he gets a check up with him. The doctor sets in motion changing the beta-blocker.
Finally he has a supply and has started the new drug a few days ago.
Whether out of relief or what, I don't know, but he is sleeping better, looking a bit better, and is generally jollier.
Then he turns to me with a worried look and says:
"It might make me too cheerful."
That's my boy.