Well, she’s a gorgeous day here in Wellington, and I’m trapped inside some a hen-pecked child stuck at a violin rehearsal.
The story is that I got a phone call maybe 10 days ago from Auckland Hospital. It went something like, “Sunday 23 September, Grafton, be there.”
Me: “wtf?”
Them: “And stop taking your meds 5 days before you arrive.”
Me: “WTF?!”
Them: “Phone this number, ask for [Louie], he’ll arrange everything.”
Me: “Meh. Gift horse, mouth.”
It turns out that I was being summoned for some type of surgical procedure. I still dunno what. I still dunno how long I’ll be there. I still dunno how long till I’ll be allowed to go to work. I still dunno is it’s the local anaesthetic procedure I’ve heard about, or a general one. Nothing. Nada. Zip.
All I know is that I’ve spent three days now counting down the seconds on account of being off the meds.
Hence the staying in doors. If I become the tiniest bit stressed, BOOM, off goes the heart into tachycardia. I walked across the road this morning, and off it went.
So, here I am, sitting indoors, convalescing.
Yay.
At least tomorrow I get to confine myself to yet another tiny aluminium box and fly to Auckland to maybe have this resolved…
Will keep you all posted. Maybe with pictures!
22 September, 2007 at 5:18 pm
Hang in there, Che.
Piccies…. as good as those duck ones?
Best wishes.
22 September, 2007 at 7:25 pm
Man, all that duck fat has to end up somewhere.
Good luck d00d – at least you have professionals looking after you (even if their bedside manner is a ripoff of Harvey Keitel.
22 September, 2007 at 7:28 pm
oh, and i’m kind of sure it’s a local anaethetic op. will explain later.
23 September, 2007 at 3:10 pm
That is all so odd.
My fingers are crossed for you. Take it easy. Why am I typing with proper caps all of a sudden?
23 September, 2007 at 4:12 pm
Having spent a lot of the weekend talking to folks even older than Che (at wedding), I’ve heard numerous heart op storys.
Could be they’ll go via your leg to a major artery/vein and pop in a camera just to have a look. Although someone mentioned a colleague of theirs had had a hole in the heart fixed using that method.
24 September, 2007 at 5:18 pm
Sad to read you are unwell. My thoughts and feelings for you being better soon.
25 September, 2007 at 10:12 am
Well, whatever it was that was to happen will have happened by now…Hope it went well and they’ve let you get back to the drugs!
25 September, 2007 at 7:28 pm
well. back. am healthy-ish.
got to watch a tv showing wires faffing around in my heart! and be exposed to hours of xray.
alrighty!
will post with more details tomorrow.
25 September, 2007 at 8:38 pm
Good to see you’re still alive and kicking. Those damn x-ray’s eh.
26 September, 2007 at 11:58 am
Good stuff.