The stent

 Common alternative names for urgent care centers include immediate care, convenient care, walk-in clinics, and acute care clinics. These facilities provide prompt, non-life-threatening medical services, often with extended hours and no appointment necessary. 

We have three of them downtown, one for Rush, one for Northwestern and one for UChicago.  It is nice living downtown where we have all of them and the big factory hospital at Northwestern.  

The urgent care I went to was UChicago east on Grand maybe a half mile from my house and I walked it also walked to Northwestern from there.  My only symptom was that pain in my chest and left arm and I never had that pain when I was doing normal stuff.

Anyway I went in Monday morning for my stent and everything went pretty smooth.  One bad moment was when one of the docs dropped in just before surgery and told me that the operation is successful 9 times out of 10, like this was good news, that I only had a one in ten chance of never getting off the gurney?  Chatz had told me my odds were more like 99.99%.  I asked my primary doc about this later, and she kind of laughed and said that what he was talking about was that about ten percent don't follow the rules afterwards and those are the people who didn't make it.

The operation took a couple hours but it was like a colostomy where you are half in the bag and time passes easily.  Then they put me in the recovery room and told me that I would have to stay there six hours to make sure that my groin where they put the balloon in did not start leaking, or spurting, or whatever.

But that was ok because I was assured that I would be going home right away after it was done.  But then with about an hour to go the nurses discovered what they thought was a leak in my groin.  They couldn't figure it out and the clock was running and maybe I would have to stay overnight.  But then a friendly doc dropped by and said, "Oh that?  That's nothing."  And I got to go home and see my cat.

I guess I could be pissed at those nurses for keeping me there because they could not figure out that it was nothing.  But you know, it could have been.  Northwestern, they treat you like a piece of meat, but do a pretty good job of making sure you get home alive.

I will still have another stent put in in about a month, but it should go easier, I think.  Anyway it's a month away.

And I got more pills to take.  And the doc stressed that if I don't take them every day I will die.  I tend to be forgetful so now my bathroom is adorned with post it notes to remind me.

The other thing is something called Cardiac Rehab which I will go into in the next post.