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My father had a massive heart attack that should have killed him. He ended up getting 5 stents, a valve and a half, and a couple of other repairs as long as they were in there. The staff at the hospital had him up and making his first steps mere hours after that long procedure. It was a lot but he netted another 10 good years.
ReplyDeleteI had one stent in the near 100% blocked LAD artery [the widow maker] - my NEW cardiologist said I arrived in the Ta-Dah! nick of time. I was on my feet in a day and a half. That was nearly 15 years ago.
Take the rehab or follow the proffered instructions, but be absolutely anal about taking the meds.
Do the due diligence. There are hospitals and there are HOSPITALS, but doing stents is well established.
Thanks for that detailed comment! Glad it all worked out for ya. Gordy is getting good treatment is a very tough dude (former Sgt. U.S. Army); I believe he is all fired up and will let the pros do what they do best. I get the impression he is digging the female medical professionals he has on his case ;).
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Prayers to all.
ReplyDeletePrayers are very much appreciated.
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My Father-in-law had bypass surgery. He was in the 2% with complications. His left hand pinky and ring-finger lost feeling. He deeply, deeply regretted his decision as it totally destroyed his ability to play golf, one of his passions.
ReplyDeleteOver time, feeling came back into those two fingers.
Four years after the surgery, Brad hit his second hole-in-one. He admitted that his regret was premature. He knows that he probably would not have lived another four years and certainly would not have been playing golf.
Simple story. Real life.
Thanks E.R.J. You are the best.
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