Wednesday, March 04, 2015
This day could best be described as a roller coaster day.
Earlier this afternoon (2:15 PM) I had my surgery time to repair my injured knee, confirmed:
this Friday at 11:30 AM.
I was wrapping my head around this when I took to my bed for my daily afternoon nap.
I awoke an hour and a half later to the sound of my silenced iPhone beeping with a phone call. As I pick it up I notice two messages on it already.
I answer my phone. It is "Ginny" from my orthopedic surgeon's office. She tells me that I didn't pass my EKG test yesterday and they have made an appointment with my cardiologist at 10:30 AM this Friday. They detected an extra heartbeat (something I've been aware of for a few years now, two stress tests during those years) for:
She said the anesthesiologist will not go near me for surgery unless I get a "cardiac clearance."
I called my neighbor Barbara and told her the latest developments. She said she has to get a cardiac clearance whenever she goes under. Apparently this is routine. I hope so.
Of course this development has me scared to death. I'm not ashamed to admit I'm not a brave man. But I do care about those who care for me. I am afraid. More afraid than I've ever been for surgery. I was wondering why earlier today and was told because this knee surgery affects my mobility. So much of what I do.
Bill hates it when I say this, but he gets more upset than I do when something like this happens. We're just trying to hold it together here folks. Thank goodness we have each other.