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Jack - excellent news.

As we sing in Polish:

Sto lat, sto lat,
Niech żyje, żyje nam.
Sto lat, sto lat,
Niech żyje, żyje nam,
Jeszcze raz, jeszcze raz, niech żyje, żyje nam,
Niech żyje nam!

Keep on keepin' on, Jack. :thumbsup::thumbsup:

Great news! You'll be better in no time with Sue taking good care of you :nurse:

hi all...Jack may not approve, but i am squealing on him, so there, with concern and all best wishes, you will be back to normal ( look out fellas:nono get well soon, your friend b..

Jack's continuing odyssey through by-pass territory: a side trip


On day one, the old pump had new pipes and was beating like new.


By day four, all of the incisions had healed. Nothing ever hurt.


By day seven, the surgeon sent me home because "he was tired of looking at me."


At home everything was going well and progress was "normal" early. But for the next week,
progress became spasmodic, and it seemed unusual that some places began hurting
which had not hurt before, and I was losing lots sleep and was most uncomfortable and
weak,. So yesterday, the on the 14th day, off to the Harris Emergency Room we went
at 10:30 a.m.. The surgeon was in NYC and the cardiologist was unavailable.The ER
staff was most pleasant and efficient. In a couple of hours, many tests and x-rays were done.
About 1:30, The nice young doctor Disney in charge came in and said, "You have a little drainage fluid
around the lower lobe of your left lung; it is quite common, and we can drain it in a simple
30 minute procedure. In a few minutes a smiling tall surgeon came in and said "This won't
hurt at all; I will stick a needle in your back just above your waist, and gravity will do the
rest."


I sat on the edge of the bed; he was correct, I felt no pain when the needle went in or thereafter.
I began feeling better immediately.


I was shocked when he showed me bag of bloody drainage fluid. The "little drainage" predicted
had filled a huge plastic bag and was starting a second.. "How much?," I asked. "More than two
quarts!"


No wonder I was feeling bad. Inside my left lung lobe I had something bigger than this...


or


this.


By 4:30 p,m. I was resuming my trip to recovery feeling much better!


Thanks to all who sent email, cards and flowers!


Hoping to be more back to normal in a few more days.


Jack

below showing a jug the size of which what Jack was full of would have filled....but all cleared out now........:curtain:..cheers

Jack,

None of us are "normal."

We're special ... you more than most.

Revel in what sets us apart.

And know that, if we succeed in our shared missions, the "normal" folk will become just as non-"normal" as us.

Which is to say ...

free.

With love and respect,

Charles