Posted by: guinness222 | February 18, 2011

“All better,……I think.”

       When last we left our hero he was getting mentally ready for the “Nuclear Stress” test at the local hospital and a new Cardiologist. Well it’s all done. Verdict?

       “Your heart muscle is very strong,…more so than I would have expected, …but there is a portion of your heart that is not getting the “blood flow” it should. After the heart catheterization I think we will just leave everything the way it is and keep an eye on it.” (Mr. Guinness translation: “Thanks for the chance to get some “billable” testing in, and while there is a good indication that all the exercise you have been doing has strengthened the heart muscle and put you back on an “even keel”, I’ll still try and get a few more billable hours from you and leave the door open so that we can do a “stent” or revised medication procedure as time goes on, but basically we did “the big one” and you are “holding your own”.)

       So yesterday we did the Heart Catheterization “procedure”, same outcome but now the new Cardiologist is “holding the snipe bag”!

        So I go home after the “procedure”, take the next day off from the “Super Home Improvement Store”, and kick back a bit (one of those in by 6 am and home by noon things). In fact I was so complacent that I dozed off about an hour before the surgery, and went “HEY!” to the Doc during the thing because he was blocking my view of the TV’s where I was watching the heart catheter moving through my arteries and heart,….God I love a good movie! Anyway afterward they don’t stitch you up, they us a “Angio-Seal Vascular Closure Device”, or in simple terms a “zip-tie” made out of collagen, which dissolves in your body with in 90 days. So back to “Post-Op” where I have to hang out for three hours and keep my leg still  while it begins to “heal” (If you move, since it was the femoral artery (Second largest in the old bod) you might break the seal and bleed out in about three to five minutes. So I took another nap, and then was home by lunchtime. The wife was a little sensitive about my desire to hit the Pub later in the day , so I caved in and stayed home (She must have gotten up to early, 5:15 AM)

        But I’m back to normal today, have to shower tonight and pull off the bandage and change it. (Coool new bandages, three by 5 inch, but the center is clear plastic so you can see the little 1×1 gauze pad over the incision, no blood a good sign. In fact they told us as we were leaving that if we saw the wound bleeding to just call “911”, not get in the car and head for the hospital because odds are we’d never make it alive, (that be me. She would make it, but the car would be a bloody mess from the “bleed out”, and that would just piss her off to no end.)

        Made the decision today to dump the part-time “Super Home Improvement Store” gig by the end of March,…life is too short, ya’ know?

        Still toying with the idea of writing a book, but I need chunks of time to do it, not a half hour here, and fifteen minutes there.

        Well got to get ready to head for the Pub today and scare the folks who thought I would not be back. (“Oh ye of little faith!”)

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Responses

  1. He said: ” Made the decision today to dump the part-time “Super Home Improvement Store” gig by the end of March,…life is too short, ya’ know?”

    Ya, I know. Excellent decision. Sounds like you have enough shekels coming in to keep food in the house. Screw’em

    “Still toying with the idea of writing a book, but I need chunks of time to do it, not a half hour here, and fifteen minutes there.”

    It’s now or never… la la la.

    Go for it, let’s see what ya got, kid.

    sims


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