About in a similar boat as Tony1968. My belated gift to myself for my 50th Christmas was a heart attack. The rebuild involved 4 arterial replacements 2008 or so, I was diagnosed with gall stones; the cutter wanted to do it via laproscopic surgery only the bladder was buried behind the liver so they had to do it old school and now I have no gall bladder. 2015 I ended up in the hospital with a massive abdominal hernia that took out the entire abdominal muscle wall. So now I am meshed from my diaphragm to my pubic bone and from hip to hip. Finally, my early Christmas gift for this past Yuletide was an unscheduled run to the emergency due to a Blood Pressure Reading somewhere over 200 that resulted in them admitting me and sending me up to the Cardio-Cath ward so they could install a pace maker. At least it was made in Germany, not somewhere in the PROC from parts purchased from the PRNK.
If I take my shirt off and look in the mirror, (Yeah, right, as if............) it looks like I have a zipper from above my breast bone to my belly button with just a small interruption about where the diaphragm resides.
Right now I am waiting for my Doctor to contact the respirologist to make an appointment for me to get my lungs checked.
While in for the artery work, one of the other guys had come in for a mitral valve repair. The surgeon actually harvested tissue from the immediate vicinity of the site to create the replacement. The other options at the time were Pig's valve and mechanical. Piggie had a ten year life span and the mechanical meant he'd be on anti-rejection drugs for the rest of his life. The black humor in it all was that his heart rate was normally very low while he slept and the monitor kept calling a Code Blue on him cause it thought he was having a heart attack. Nurses would come racing into the room with the crash cart and he'd just waking up and wondering WTF was going on..... Hadda be there to dig the joke I guess.
All that aside, good luck with your pending work.
Nick
If I take my shirt off and look in the mirror, (Yeah, right, as if............) it looks like I have a zipper from above my breast bone to my belly button with just a small interruption about where the diaphragm resides.
Right now I am waiting for my Doctor to contact the respirologist to make an appointment for me to get my lungs checked.
While in for the artery work, one of the other guys had come in for a mitral valve repair. The surgeon actually harvested tissue from the immediate vicinity of the site to create the replacement. The other options at the time were Pig's valve and mechanical. Piggie had a ten year life span and the mechanical meant he'd be on anti-rejection drugs for the rest of his life. The black humor in it all was that his heart rate was normally very low while he slept and the monitor kept calling a Code Blue on him cause it thought he was having a heart attack. Nurses would come racing into the room with the crash cart and he'd just waking up and wondering WTF was going on..... Hadda be there to dig the joke I guess.
All that aside, good luck with your pending work.
Nick