First off, Ardith is leaving her Robinson-Crusoe-style title headings. She's bored with it, and she's got better things to do.
News.
There's really only one news-worthy thing that's happened since I last posted. My folks got back from the Mayo Clinic yesterday. My dad's been put on the 'B' list for a heart transplant there.
I'm not sure what to think, how to deal with it, how to even feel about it. On one hand, it's a good thing. The doctors have finally realized that he's going downhill as things stand today, and more drugs won't necessarily stop that.
But the average life expectancy after a heart transplant is 10-15 years. And that's if everything goes well.
They may not find a donor for 3-4 years. Or it might be a lot sooner. Or it might be a lot longer. They're also putting him on some drugs specifically for heart failure, and if those help enough, they might put off the transplant longer.
Every time I find myself actually being happy for a little while, something else happens.
Posted by Ardith at February 8, 2004 02:19 PM | TrackBack