I’m resting in the country with my daughter and son-in-law at their ranch.
There are complications discovered after yesterday's surgery to replace my pacemaker/defibrillator. Not life-threatening but problematical. The fish hook wire from a couple of surgeries back may not be working.
Around dawn next Tuesday, I will meet with the doctor and the technicians who work for the company that makes the device. We hope to figure out what went awry and devise a fix-it strategy. Additional surgery is a real possibility.
The fish-hook wire may never have worked and the older model computer in my chest couldn’t “see” the problem. A false reading of sorts. That means the new battery and new pacemaker are sending signals to nowhere.
Me? I'm bummed but grateful to be alive. I think I’ll go gig some frogs.
(See yesterday’s post.)