Final Words (Seventh and Last Blog!)

The week following the second angioplasty was both better and worse than previously. Better in the sense that, although I was not exactly glowing with health, the improvement was clear. I no longer experienced the breathlessness I had before and the light sensitivity seemed less intense. The downside was the injury to the groin, collateral…

It’s deja-vu all over again (2nd angioplasty – sixth post)

I have to admit now, looking back from a distance of a couple of weeks, that part of me was tempted not to have the second procedure. By this time I had read about and was well aware of the relatively slight dangers of an angiogram and the much greater risk of having another angioplasty….

The Phoney War (Fifth Blog)

Back on the ward, there was a feeling of relief, a feeling of simply not wanting to be in this same situation again in this lifetime if I could help it. The wound was uncomfortable but I knew this was just a temporary setback. It seemed that, for now at least, I had come through…

Don’t stint on the stents….

At the centre of the theatre was a long, narrow bench above which were an array of screens. At the head end of the bench was a heavy scanner on a semi-circular tracker. I was laid upon the bench which, for a change, was actually comfortably long enough to support my elongated frame. Four or…

Looking into my heart…

I was up bright and early on the Monday morning, actually feeling relatively well. The nursing care in Whipps Cross had been excellent, both attentive and professional. The place had something of a reputation a few years back and I remember many a joke from those days to the effect that, if you were going…

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting…..

It was a time of good news, a time of bad news, a time of hope, a time of despair, a period of….hmm, getting a little close to plagirism here, don’t want to risk being sued by the Charles Dickens foundation. Over the next few days following the heart attack, or myocardial infarction to use…

Back again….if only just!

Back in circulation again, well, at least to some extent anyway. I suppose that to make some sense of this blog it would be better to go back to the start once again and revisit the incident that lead me here. It started on a Saturday around about a month ago. I was laying in…