Just returned form a day long trip to the hospital. My surgery was at 9:00
a.m., and I _just_ got out out recovery.
The best news is that I do not have pulmonary hypertension, which is pretty
much a death sentence. (without a lung transplant, the mortality rate is
100% within 2 years) The docs were very worried that I had it, and my
cardiologist cheered and said "thank God" when she got into my lungs to
Of the three major vessels in the heart, two are clear, and one is partially
blocked. It will be treated with medication, and I have no stents, and will
not need a bypass. She did a ***y amount of ablation (removing dead
tissue), and my heart rhythm stayed okay, so we're watching and waiting on
seeing if I'll need one.
The only bad thing was the long time in the recovery room. Due to some
reason I don't exactly understand, my doc was unable to plug my fem***
artery with a silicone plug, which is the normal procedure. So I got to lie
motionless with my legs extended and my head below my heart for six hours.
This was a problem. I normally cannot lie in that position, because my
lungs fill with fluid. Every time the recovery room staff tried to remove
my oxygen mask, the O2 alarms went off. So, I kept it on. I'm a little
wheezy, and my leg hurts a bit from the catheter.
Now, I'm going to eat, for the first time since 3 p.m. yesterday. No food
"No one is useless in this world who lightens the burdens of another."
- Charles***ens (1812 - 1870)