Thursday, November 13, 2025

THE ODDNESS WEATHER

Keep the leg elevated, and don't do anything stupid. That's more or less what they tell you after an angioplasty when they send you home. Being male, naturally I can't stop thinking of stupid things to do. I mean, why else get up at four in the morning if there's nothing stupid? Anyhow, I had delayed taking all my meds till after it was all over. They insisted that upon leaving I should use a wheelchair. I did not require the wheelchair beyond that.

Apparently they had to do a double-ender. Go in from both the groin AND the foot. One hell of a blockage mid-thigh. Took more time than usual too. So I was right to curse and swear in several languages when on my feet too long. And I can feel good about that.

And I can imagine the utterances from their side when they encountered a foot-long arterial clog down there. Probably something along the lines of "holy crap how did the old bastard even walk with that?!?" Magic. I am filled with the bad juju your mom warned you about.


Sadly, what all this means is that I no longer have quite as good a reason to cuss sotto voce in several languages obscenely to myself all the time.

Also, they had warned me that the leg would feel peculiar for a while.
Which it does. Quite. Not bad, just ... eccentric.
Now, the other thing is smoking. I am at home surrounded by fine briars, that wink at me and pose alluringly. An open tin of Red Flake by C&D in one direction, some Capstan I popped the other day nearby. Big jars af various blends in a bookshelf opposite. It's tempting.

My apartment mate is in the same room as myself, on her own computer. I think she knows I'm supposed to stay off the stuff while healing. I am frustrated.



Having finally had coffee, I am hatching strategems. She will eventually go have a nap. Our alarms went off at four in the morning. I caught up on my sleep while under anaesthesia.

I shall keep me posted.



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