Jan 10: short post

Well, for all of you that have been waiting with baited breath to hear how the "redirect" of whoop ass went (JT's term!), I am sorry to disappoint you. As much as I really wanted to lay into her, my professionalism took over and I was very restrained. I kept reminding myself that, regardless of what happened, I still was going to have to work with her. So, I took the (boring) high road. Yes, I know, this is a real shock to any of you that have seen my wrath, but there it is. Being mature is no fun!! Today is, in case you lost track, the five month anniversary of the second surgery. Or, as Joanne puts it : When they killed me for the fourth time. (She really doesn't like the whole stopping my heart part of this!) More than a little bummed that I don't feel better. Discovering that I need to take diuretics every day, because every other day leaves me with a weight gain of 1/2 to 1 pound, which is too much. This is the depressing reality of my still being in heart failure. Trying to work almost full hours this week in the office. Not my choice, but I'll be seeing my cardiologist soon. Got through today with two 1/2 lying down sessions, following a good nights sleep, so did OK. More news in a bit, but off to bed! Laurie