“Huge oaks from little acorns grow…”
This phrase has been running around in my head for days, and I’m pretty sure it has something to do with my present marketing endeavours for my latest story, Ghost of a Chance.
Marketing is not the easiest thing to do, at least with any degree of success, especially nowadays. Despite what else is going on, I am determined to stick with my plan.
Although I am presently running around like a headless chicken, preparing my latest work of art (I hope) for its release on 27th September, I have wanted to write a post on our other development.
Not an easy post to write, which is why I have been dragging my heels, but I need to write it to get it out of my head.
Since escaping from the hospital last week, I have been trying not to think about it. Especially what may or may not happen next.
Two years ago, when my sister had her massive heart attack, it was touch and go for weeks as they tried desperately to stabilize her. Once that was accomplished, they seemed to forget about her. Follow-up appointments fail to arrive, despite our doctor’s intervention. We do know what to do if the need arises, and they probably rely on that.
Fast forward to the present day and my own heart problems. After failing to unblock my artery, I was sent home with medication clearly designed to prevent any more blockages from developing. Supposedly, an appointment will follow at some point. Four to six weeks was mentioned for another procedure, but as the days pass, I have stopped waiting for the letter to arrive.
Maybe we are too old for them to worry about it anymore?
We have been made comfortable, and hopefully, we will stay that way.
And you know something, we are happy with that…
Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie 
Do not be complacent Jaye. Dial them daily and get yourself looked after properly, not at their leisure. I know how much our own medical system has turned to crap since Covid. It’s how I lost my husband. 😦
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It is hard to know what to do for the best these days, Debby… my sister is waiting for a follow up appointment too, but even calls from our doctor aren’t getting anywhere… They seem to be relying on people turning up in emergency when they can’t take any more…
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It’s certainly a scary world. I’m sorry. I know only too well. 😦
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I feel a little Doris Day coming on…what ever will be, will be…
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🙂
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Best wishes, and always think positive. It’s easy said, but a positive mind is the first in recovery and healing. xx Michael
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The medical system, like most everything else in our world, is slightly bent, if not broken. I hope both you and Anita’s health continues to hold steady and improve!
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We have always done every thing together, but this is getting ridiculous…
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Until you get your appointment, call politely EVERY day.
Do NOT turn into an emergency.
Doctors are busy; they tend to see the worst cases, and to let easier cases (which could have been resolved had you seen them earlier) wait in line. And then it takes forever to get an appointment.
Don’t exaggerate symptoms, but keep a log and report all symptoms, especially any that are getting worse, promptly (in your daily polite call?). If you have friends who are doctors, now is the time to talk to them – before something which is worsening gets really bad.
Take care of yourself. Apparently your doctors can’t do ‘best care’ for some reason.
In case you’re wondering, I’m in the same boat.
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The world has become a very different place, one I don’t recognise any more…
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I just called politely, and got a cardiac stress test I need to clear me for surgery finally updated to Sept. 9 from Sept. 20. I will be much happier once it is over, and I know.
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It’s the not knowing that’s the scary part… I’m glad you don’t have to wait much longer, Alicia…
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Thanks. I went through the usual hesitancy and fear for these tests, because I’m claustrophobic.
But this one saved my life in 2017 when the ‘doctors’ couldn’t figure out where to put a third and fortunately final stent (they got the first two and an angioplasty wrong – the mule-kick-in-the-chest was still there when I woke up each time); apparently I have a 1/200 anatomical variation, and they didn’t see where the blockage was because they never looked there – the cardiac stress test pinpointed the right area to look.
So I have my fingers crossed, Ativan prescribed (for anxiety – don’t know if I’ll even take it), and just have to get through today and tomorrow. Thanks for your good wishes.
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My prayers are with you during this impossible time, and I have everything crossed that they get it right this time… XX
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Thanks!
Test survived this morning; results not available yet, except that the images were clear enough that they didn’t have to put me through it again.
Hope it was the last one, and no, it was not like the previous one – was harder – but it’s over. I think you crossed all the right limbs and digits!
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so glad to have been some help, I will keep them crossed until you get more good news…
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I hope your health improves!
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So do we…
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