Mortality

Mortality

My dad had a cardiac cath yesterday, which resulted in placement of five stents. This is on top of the two that were placed last year about this time.
We were all stunned. All of us.

I thought maybe Dad would get one, possibly two, but this blew me away. And him. And everyone else in the family. How did things get so bad in one year of the healthiest living Dad has ever lived?

Heredity is the probable culprit, but Dad is committed to changing the things he has control over. I admire his attitude, but I know this will always be hard for him.

I can see how cardiac patients are more prone to depression. To get slapped in the face with your own mortality is at the very least unsettling.

But as my friend Teri says, “Five stents is five saves.”
I think I’ll go with that.

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