Best of luck to you, and please keep us posted...

move to Spokane for the fishing & outdoors nearby. They get requited to Seattle for their greatness.
Rob

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Of the Troops & For the Troops

Prayers sent. John

Prayers sent up.

worst of what you mention and are ornery-er than ever.

You got It, Prayers on the way .

Nm

around after 20 years. Stents are wonderful things.

news!

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Sincerely,

Hobie

Please keep us posted.

Getting old ain't a whole bunch of fun due to stuff like that, but things can be done if you know about the problems in time. I had a friend at work who got no warning - ex-Marine, slender and fit, got plenty of exercise. Went for a walk around the parking lot at lunchtime, got dizzy, and was dead before he hit the ground. Massive coronary. Have faith, my friend. You can beat it.

news.

Some years ago my right leg artery went South, with blockages, clots, and a serious hospital immobilization to keep the first clot from breaking loose and 'turning me off like a light switch', as the Doc put it. [PAD - peripheral artery disease]

Well, I didn't heed the guy's advice, went diabetic, and thought I was a fine fellow at 240+. That's not your case, but what followed in due time was a much more serious clot, a completely blocked lower femoral, a new synthetic artery, and then a MERSA infection. Back into ER and another try at the artery, a bad throw of the operating dice, lost most of my natural blood, and the Doc predicted amputation shortly. In the ensuing days in Critical care, I died.

For a while, anyway. It was an interesting interlude, and I assure anyone who reads this that there was no white light or horde of greeting relatives. There was, however, a period of space and time and connectedness to the spiritual unity of Living Life, that lets me assure anyone who asks -- that there is nothing to fear in Death -- it becomes far more Life than ever imagined. I balanced on that knowlwdge for some time, knowing that I had a choice to expand that awareness or return. I decided that there were things I had left undone. Weeks later, weighing barely 150 lbs, I walked out of there. The Doc called it a "miracle leg".

Recovery was slow, but being a thick-head, I back-slid to 220lb+: diabetic, cholesterol, circulatory and other numbers weren't good. "NONCOMPLIANT", said my Sugar Doc. So, I started to walk with the dogs: walk hard until that damn leg hurt like a MF'r, stop, and then walk some more. My wife and I worked hard on eating healthy and watching portions. And, I began riding my old bike. I'd been a bike mechanic and commuter decades ago, so I remembered how, y'know.

Going on three years later, I stay at 180 to 175 on a six-foot frame, lightly lift weights for upper body tone, spend an hour a day biking back and forth to work with interval sprints to liven things up, and still don't walk enough. My numbers are those of much younger person: pulse of high 40's to low 50's, BP 100 over 42, cholesterol well withing a good range and sugar steady in low numbers.

But there are no promises: all three arteries in the right leg are now plugged. The reason I still have it, is because collateral vessels have been forced to take up the slack, from sustained physical exertion. The left leg has it's own probs, too. The bill is due someday, but the regained fitness and sense of well-being from real, sweaty, hard, painful work has been worth every bit of it. I surely appreciate my days.

This is a lot more than I've written on-line for a long time, and I did this for those of us, who like Otony, face serious health questions and consequences. We can most surprisingly survive severe health declines, and recover from them far better than our family, docs, and ourselves ever suspected. And yes, we will worry about the effects of all this upon those we love: because we are good folk.

Yet, should our bodies fail, I say with complete faith and certitude that it is not the end, but the beginning. As I looked down upon planet Earth from far above, and saw it's smallest details and it's totality at the same time, I knew that no matter what, it was OK to stay and okay to return, for I was in good hands forever.

So may it be for us all, when it comes to that.
And not too soon, either, Thank You!! ;~`)
Best wishes for health, and a good outcome.

down here and above. most probably can be fixed with stints.

prayers in route, God Bless

nm

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Way better having the opportunity to schedule this than having 'somthing happen' on it's own.

When I was in similar spot my buddy arranged with my wife to get me out to the range a day or two before the festivities. It was a blessing. The old 'Vapors of 2400' medicine. Repeat as needed.

Thanks for posting - We can't help unless we know ; )

Every blessing to you and yours.

P.S. Did you sell that Benjamin 22 air ?

You are in our prayers.

nm

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I can only speak for myself, but I had the full-monte walnut cracking, and I had more pain and recovery time when I had my tonsils taken out. I was cracked on a Tuesday morning, and kicked out of the hospital on Friday afternoon. I was back on the job Monday morning, slow and tender, but up and going. It's easy-does-it for about a month, no bunjee-jumping, or shoulder-firing large caliber rifles, and then about all you got left is that big hurking scar to show off, and some new wire to set off metal detectors.

It's silly to call getting your innards tinkered with "routine", but I have to say that in my case, the drizzles I gave myself beforehand were worse than the actual proceedure. Modern medicine is pretty amazing stuff.

Then there are those who say I simply don't have sense enough to realize how serious it is...

JLF

Keep us posted plz!

nm

Been there and done that...and stints are putting bandaids on a snake bite...get the angio plasty and do the open heart surgery...the by pass route where they take veins from your thighs and replace the arteries...I had a triple by-pass 7 years ago last Nov 15....and did not realize how bad I felt and did not realize it...God has a way of redeeming many things and this is just one more example...Blessings in His name..