Who in their right mind gets all excited about the prospect of eminent triple-bypass open heart surgery? This man- that’s who. Yes indeed Yes sir. Yes ma’am. This one. I couldn’t be happier about it at this point. Allow me to put this in some sort of perspective for you, kind readers.
Around the time I started this blog, the medical mavens were telling me I needed a triple-bypass and a mitral valve replacement- putting the whole procedure into the ultrahigh risk corner of the surgical world. Only a handful of “cutters” in the entire country would even touch such a thing- and I had one of them. As has been chronicled herein, there was no money nor insurance to cover this outstanding feat. As it turns out- it was a damned good thing. Despite all the red tape run-a rounds and frustrations with the system as it stands, this ended up being in my own best interest. It’s a good thing that I did not have the coverage at the time. And it’s a good thing that I do now. Whatever it took to get it.
In that span of time, quite a bit of healing occurred The results of the TEE I had administered last week came back such that the need to replace the mitral valve is no longer an issue. This scan brought the added value of a decision that repair of the valve was not indicated either, bringing the whole situation down into a more reasonable place. Certain people even refer to this as “routine” these days. The jury is still out on that observation, but the fact remains that they don’t have to go inside once they are “inside”. Add to that a highly reduced recovery time and not being put on certain drugs forever and you have before you a very happy man given these circumstances.
A number of people close to me have called this a “silver lining”- or at least hinted at it. God bless ’em. I can clearly see that a failure of the medical system in this country went along way to bringing me to that earlier point- congestive heart failure. The rest is- as they say- on me. I suppose that they say that with an amount of nervous trepidation, but that’s alright by me. Looks as if- with a spot of luck- I’ll be around to continue returning that love.