Still missing my buddy, always will, but who knows I may be joining her sooner than
I thought. This Winter after a medication change I got angina. Thought it was from the
new meds, but it didn't go away after I switched back. May have gone to a Dr, sooner
but I was thinking if I had to go in hospital she would be stuck in the desert so we headed
back to Oregon and then she died. Rather here than there I suppose but now it's time to
look after my health for a change. Six months of chest pain before I got to a Dr., well I
figured I would only need a stent as before, my thinking since the pain wasn't as severe
the problem would not be as bad. Wrong, worse, go figure. First time I had a 90% blockage
in the LAD and two others were 10-30% blocked. This time two at 85% and one at 75%
Made an appointment for Angiogram with a Dr I liked, which I had, but she wasn't an open heart surgeon and this is what's recommended for me to get ...
A triple Bypass. Anyway my new Dr is not too my liking.
I view him as a narcissistic asshole. Besides his shortcomings, before
I met him a nurse was showing me the way out and commented on him "Good Luck With That"
She then quickly says the spelling of his name, but was this a Freudian slip, or God's way
of having me move on? And so I did, after our first meeting I mulled a few of the things
about him and his procedure which he also should've explained better, especially the part
giving me insulin which I don't want. Many reasons, I can't afford it, you can't get off it after
starting and my mortality rate will not come down as the result of taking it.
Or probably the other new drugs for diabetes. I guess I must get this under control myself.
Or possibly leave this body and visit my buddy.
In God's hands!!!