What have I done since last Tuesday? Not much. Just a massive pulmonary embolism, followed by open heart surgery for a hole in my heart with a clot in it. Really living life here. Then my hemoglobin dropped, and I needed three transfusions. I’m now part Bob, part Claire, part Ginger. I have a plethora of new scars and more pain than I’d wish on my worst enemy. Good times.
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