A Clean Bill of Health

This photo has nothing to do with the following post. But it is cute.

On Sunday, I had my six-week checkup after my heart operation and I am happy to say that everything is just peachy in there. The fun doctor said I don't have to see him for six more months and then after than only once a year just to make sure everything is still kosher.


I will miss these appointments. For one, I was already a budding cardiologist who helped conduct my own ultrasounds. As soon as they shut the lights, I know what is coming. My eyes go wide to adjust to the darkness. Then the remote control with the gel is placed on my chest. At that point I launch into action helping to guide the probe. I am impressed with the high tech equipment too and the opportunity to hear my own heartbeat pulsate throughout the room on the loud speakers. 


I will also miss seeing the cardiologist, Prof. Azariah Rein. He is by far the funnest doctor out there. We have the best appointments ever. He sings, I dance. He chirps like a bird. He allows me to help him during procedure while explaining to me all the intricacies of the heart, including my two vena cavas!   He sings dictation - in opera - which makes it much more interesting than mere rote analysis of my heart.


You know what, let me show you what I am talking about. This should be much more interesting than just reading my musings.

Some highlights included "nice patch," "perfect repair" and "no leakage whatsoever." All good news!

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