It's hard to exaggerate the difference between today--almost exactly a week after the 'procedure' and my recollection of the last couple of years, if I were to think about it.
Docs said about 98% blockage of one artery--I forgot to ask which. because they entered through the femoral, I guess I figgered it was probably that one. I have an appointment w/cardiologist mon. I'll ask him, specifically.
He was a mite surprised when I located one locus of the discomfort I experienced 'above the wrist, suspended between the radius and the ulna'...asked if I had been to medical school.
It never was 'pain', like taking the tip of your thumb off when you mis-hit a 16 lb sinker with a 28 oz waffle-head framing hammer: THAT's pain...it was discomfort, a deep ache in the chest and arms...
I ignored/denied it for six maybe even seven months. I'm a quick study, but a slow learner. It finally impressed itself upon me how serious it was when I noticed myself having to take small, almost shuffling, steps...I wasn't breathing hard...but I had to slow my pace, shorten my gait.
Marked well: That short step and slow gait are the signs the hyenas seek and see when they are hunting prey. My abiding fear is that I might end up like my dad, so weakened that he needed my care to do even the slightest, smallest tasks. Okay for him, but i don't have a 'me.'
So anyway, i'm good again. My strength is coming back. I have always been proud of my strength, and i noticed it's slackening, and i now feel it returning and i feel terrific...
thanks for askin...
Discipline collar...(The New Yorker, natch)
3 days ago