03/26/2026
Some ardguable over-sharing on an auspicious anniversary:
Today is two years to the day since the intial heart attack followed by cardiac surgery - and still on daily IV antibiotics & antifungals, bodacious pain meds, daily VON visits, standing appointments with 3 different doctors and (what remains) a bullet-sized hole* in my chest down to the bone.
*One of my ribs vibrates like a tuning fork when the nurse cleans the wound - very weird.
That said, at one point I left a (shudder) different department of the QE2 with 5 different simultaneous infections, so progress is progress - we’re down to 2.
Just for giggles, there’s also an upcoming MRI to locate possible additional sternal osteomyolitis that may be eroding some of the bone/cartilage that remains - and a possible additional surgical intervention.
We joke with the plastic surgeon who (thankfully) took over my case that given the number of times my chest has been sliced open, he should just install a zipper to save time. That said, the man IS a genius with a scalpel.
For the curious, the purple and green parts below are the issue. Mine basically look like a puzzle an unattended puppy went medieval on.
What a ride baby…
