So the hole is the size of a pinhead. Doesn't seem like a big deal, right? Unless, of course, you are one of those crazies who thinks the ideal heart shouldn't allow blood clots to pass to the brain.
Today's procedure...another wristband...another hospital gown...another IV...more great medical staff (they're starting to recognize me). But this time I was sedated. And that's appreciated when and echo-doppler probe is inserted into one's esophagus. I fear I'm becoming a regular at KUMed. And they'll be seeing even more of me. I'll meet with another cardiologist soon. A neurologist too. And they want more of my blood.
I'm going to continue writing my New Year's Resolutions with the mindset that all will be well and fine and these minor inconveniences will cease in the near future. And since the next decade begins in just a couple of days, I'd best get hopping on those.