vegas is a place i’ve never particularly wanted to visit.
i’ve never gambled.
i have nothing against it.
i just never thought it very sensible.
my odds however have made me think
i’ve been missing out!
apparently i fall into the
group in life.
and with odds like that
i really should try my luck
it would be more fun than
taking a lot of pills and keeping calm
implanting a stent into your heart
is a very common occurrence now
for hundreds of thousands of people.
most people go home the same day.
the next day they’re out playing golf!
it’s not a fun thing.
it hurts terribly when they push the balloon through the artery.
you’re awake the whole time.
you can even watch the monitor and see them messing around in there.
you’re so inclined.
i was not inclined !
my interest in science is simple amazement.
i have no desire to see it in action.
they’re inside your heart and you can watch?
a weird feeling indeed !!!
so . . .
here’s the las vegas wannabe girl . . .
i fell into the
of poor schmucks
that experience cardiac arrest during it.
in my case it was
in the recovery room.
and just for the record . . .
i can’t say enough GOOD about nurses.
they literally saved my life.
the good ones are anyway.
and there are a LOT of GOOD ones out there.
VEGAS ODDS !
i can see how people might get addicted to that !
though i wish my odds were more about winning
and less about losing.
losing good health that is.
i’m starting to think of it now
1 % factor.
it has a whole lot in common with
it turns out
i have one amazingly dubious thing in common
with the following group of people below . . .
who are prone to the same . . .
it’s hard to control.
and it’s life threatening.
that’s always nice to hear.
american black males
not so frequently but still susceptible
oddly enough . . .
very young children
a very few young athletes.
i fall into
of those categories.
i’m just a little old white lady.
mostly happy and calm.
there you go again . . .
what did i tell ya?
i’ve got the odds!
LAS VEGAS ODDS !!!
1 % !!!
ahhh . . . .
takes me back to my own short career as a short show girl.
only . . . remember?
i’m thinking i’m partial of course . . .
but our costumes were prettier than these!
if you’re a new peanut reader . . .
that fun post is in the sidebar of old posts titled
just the old me. the old old old me.
and i’m getting older even as we speak old bean.
and speaking of old.
the older i get
the younger these doctors get !
my new cardiologist is about 6 feet 2 inches tall.
well. probably in his very early 40’s.
he’s built like a line backer on a winning football team.
i liked him.
it’s early yet.
but i think i’m glad he’s on my new team.
i found out from him yesterday
that one of the meds they’ve had me on for hypertension
has a RE~BOUND effect.
when it leaves your system your pressure spikes even higher.
and since mine is already way too high
it puts me back into the malignant realm.
i go there by myself often enough
WITHOUT a pill to do it!!!
if i stop this pill immediately it could kill me.
he is going to ‘wean’ me off it.
for the next 4 days i take only 1/2 of one of it
along with the rest of the meds
(literally. the heat right now is my enemy)
meaning my thoughts.
which stay pretty positive mostly.
and did you know that talking on the phone can raise your blood pressure?
he thinks i can have the surgery in september.
but i have more heart tests ahead before we can go there.
i didn’t say it out loud
good grief charlie brown!
i’m thinking the torn rotator cuff might just heal itself by then!!!
now you know what i know.
he has given me yet another new medicine.
i’m currently taking
different prescriptions for this crazy hypertension.
no complaints here.
they’re keeping me alive.
i’m thinking positive.
well . . .
and for the record . . .
i have the greatest friends in all of you.
many have even sent me personal emails and messages on my last post.
i thank you so much.
courtesy: the fabulous charles schulz
♥ ♥ ♥
i don’t think i’ve ever had such caring wonderful people in my life as friends.
i want you to know this . . .
i read all of your posts. when i miss a few days i always catch up.
i don’t always comment each time. my energy level wanes.
but i’m there.
and i’m thinking how wonderful you are!
here’s a snoopy hug to you!
here’s to good times
to ALL of us!
i lift my glass to you old bean.
til soon old bean!