As some of you may know,
my pretending has ended.
I had such a good time
being free and laughing endlessly.
With the new year,
came the reality that it was over.
I had to be a grown up,
how awful that can be,
and snap out of it.
Yesterday, I went to my very fancy heart specialist.
It's taken me almost five months to get in to see him.
(Electrophysiology and catheter ablation)
The meeting went fine.
His nurses, yes, there were two, were nice.
Questions that I couldn't answer.
I'm not an expert on my condition.
When done, it was confirmed that I do need heart surgery.
I have two things going on, he thinks.
He'll know more when he gets in there.
(he's words not mine)
I was put on new med.
A stronger one as my current one isn't doing the job.
I was told that I can wait on this surgery
until I'm done with all my possible kidney surgeries.
A note was put in my chart,
for what they should do if
my heart goes crazy again during surgery.
My hope is that this new med
will be tolerated as well as the last one was.
Like I said, the new one is stronger.
I was doing a happy dance when I left his office.
Was the best news I could have gotten.
Now, off to the next grown up appointment.
It's next week with my other fancy Dr.
I'll find out if I need one or two kidney surgeries.
See why I like pretending.
When I come out from my woods or beach,
the mean old world hits me in the face.
Only like usual, I pick myself up
and keep on going.
Mew at you all later,
~ JC ~