I call the hospital after 2 PM this afternoon (2 1/2 hours from now) to confirm my surgery for this coming Tuesday. Tuesday will be one day short of a month since I fell and injured my leg.
My cardiologist asked "Why did this taking so long?" I told him that was my question too. Well, I had to wait a week and a half until I had my MRI to determine the extent of the injury. Then I had to wait a week until I could see my orthopedic doctor. I was originally schedule for surgery right now (it's 11:43 AM, my surgery was scheduled for 11 AM today).
What a chore it was to drive to my cardiologist this morning. Getting in my car with my leg is extremely difficult on a regular day but yesterday we had a snow storm (6 to 8 inches). The temperature was in the teens this morning so everything was iced over, even though the sun was out.
Thank God I have Bill.
Thank God Bill is a good driver.
Thank God Bill knows how to drive in ice and snow.
He's not the best with directions but he does know how to drive a car . . . . good.
|Arriving at Cardiovascular Associates - ice and snow on the ground!|
I hobble in with Bill's help. After a short wait I'm ushered into one of the doctor's anterooms to wait for my cardiologist. I am very lucky because all my doctors are excellent, including Dr. Myers, my cardiologist.
After helping my up on the table, I'm hooked up the the electro cardiogram.
Pulse is taken . . . good.
Blood pressure taken . . . good.
Some other vital signs are taken . . all good.
My doctor comes in, he already knows what happened to me. He takes some more vital signs then approves me for surgery. YES!
|Waiting for my doctor to evaluate me - I'll have to remember to smile in one of these pictures|
We discuss some other things like my sleep apnea and irregular heartbeat. I will be back to my doctor after this leg heals. I want to be around a long time. Heart problems run in my family. Both my younger brothers have heart problems, my youngest is on his second pacemaker. My father and my other brother have arctic aneurysms. I guess I'm a candidate. I guess I'm getting old. I like to think of myself as immortal and living forever but reality . . . bites.
Anyway, make to the current problem, getting my leg fixed. It looks like I'll have surgery this Tuesday. As I mentioned earlier, I'll call after two this afternoon to confirm. At least the temperatures will be up by next week and the snow gone. I hope I've seen the last of snow and ice around here this year.
|Bill getting our car ready to load me up after my appointment this morning with my cardiologist - note the snow and ice covered parking lot being melted with rock ice - I've had enough winter this year|