Heart attack

Saturday, May 19, 2018

12th Anniversary of Heart Attack and Consultant's Appointment

I forgot that yesterday (Thursday) was the 12th Anniversary of my heart attack. I can't believe it was 12 years ago. I have to say I feel fine. It's unfortunate that we're visiting hospital more than ever, dealing with Carol's chemotherapy. I haven't had any dealings with the cardiology department for a couple of years now, although we enter the hospital through that department to get to oncology.

It's yet another mild and sunny day. We're currently putting wood bark chips down in the garden, near the house. We've put down weed control fabric first and then the bark chips on top. We bought four bags of this in Bunnings yesterday. There's a possibility that we're going to need a couple more bags to complete the job. This has been planned for quite a while, so it will be good to complete it whilst the weather if fine. After all that work the grass needs cutting again. 

Carol had a consultant's appointment arranged for this morning at 11 o'clock. Being fine, it seemed a good idea to walk. Only about a ten-minute walk to the Macmillan's unit at the hospital. There were few other people waiting, but we got there in plenty of time but were eventually called into the consultant's office at around 11.20. There wasn't actually a lot to add to what was said when we visited Churchill Hospital in Oxford two weeks ago. He told us that it was quite usual for a patient's blood test to show a low count of the antibodies that fight infection, which was why the last two chemotherapy cycles were postponed. He says that the prognosis for a cure are excellent. The chemo sessions should continue until all 12 are completed.

Alfie has been keeping an eye on our neighbour's cat. It has been coming into the garden more than ever, no doubt because of the warmer weather. It has the habit of sitting on the roof of the shed and then staring imperiously into the house, just to see whether Alfie is watching. He has had the habit of sleeping on the sofa or at least sitting and not taking any notice or just looking in the wrong direction. It amuses me when he does see the cat and then starts up barking and then rushing out into the garden but the cat sits in such a position so he can't possibly see it when he gets closer.

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