A second and last offering to the alternative Christmas carols.
This one is chirped along to The Calypso Carol, one if my favourites.
See me lying on the bedroom floor,
Palpitations I can feel once more.
All kicked off by an apnoea snore,
The joy called AF is to blame.
Oh now carry me to A&E,
By ambulance, the doctor to see.
I was stable now I'm on Ward 3,
The joy called AF is to blame.
Cha, cha, cha!!!
Merry Christmas, one and all.x