May 11, 2022
I'm off home today sometime ; quite possibly after lunch at the earliest or around dinner time at the latest.
Just going through the exit process of leaving hospital. The minute a nurse or doctor mentions the word 'Discharge' you know you're just about out the door. Hospital time is hospital time. It's another world all its own.
I've had a blast. Feel a million dollars. Wonderful roomies, and had an incredibly enjoyable time. I'll never do this to my cat again.
I have two stents which were inserted March 2017. May 2022, the angiogram discovered that one was broken in 2. (Not collapsed, broken.) They couldn't remove it so another stent now holds it in place. And I have a fourth stent. I will live with 4 stents for the rest of my life. The ultimatum which I am formulating for myself is coming along slowly...
Here's the origin of the medical term 'patient'.
Google search :
Patient comes from the Latin “patiens,” from “patior,” to suffer or bear. The patient, in this language, is truly passive—bearing whatever suffering is necessary and tolerating patiently the interventions of the outside expert.
https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov › pmc
Well. I'm off home via a real treat : my first time Uber ride courtesy of my family. My burden has lightened and I depart with good memories and a heart brimming with gratitude. Looking forward greatly to seeing my baby girl princess....
Be blessed MJ.
P.S. I did indeed suffer a random "mild" heart attack. There was no warning. And it just kept going for several long hours.