Hitting home

[deep breath] [nervous laughter] [mind wandering wildly] OK. So this thing, as the kids say these days, just got real. We had an appointment today, Mary Jo and I, with a heart surgeon. (If you need background, it's here.) And after an hour stoning him with questions about valve replacement and surgeries and second opinions and timing and drugs… Continue reading Hitting home

Heart of lightness

I have never been cut on by a doctor. Never spent a night in a hospital. Never had anything more serious done to me by a member of the medical profession than setting a broken bone (a couple times), a little probing here or up there (a few rather awkward times) and, you know, the general screwing that… Continue reading Heart of lightness