A Health Update For You: Hospital Appointments, Heart Procedures, and a Career of Ups and Downs

It occurred to me earlier today that I’ve been neglecting my duties as it were, because it’s been just over two weeks since my visit to the big hospital and I haven’t told you all what happened. If I don’t, how will the little spies who monitor my social media accounts and blogs be able to report back to their handlers to let them know what’s going on?

Okay, here goes. You probably all know by now my irregular heartbeat came back to haunt me again four months ago. The ECGs showed that it currently registers at around 100-110 beats per minute. You don’t need to be a medical type to know that’s not good, and if you’ve followed my story over the past few years you’ll know that this is the third time since 2020 that this has happened.

As a result of this some of my meds were increased to maximum and I was referred back to the cardiologist at the Norfolk & Norwich once again. More tests, including another ECG which showed exactly the same result, were carried out, and a chat with a cardiologist named Dr. Till (ironic considering I’ve spent years in retail), it was decided to refer me for cardioversion once again, in yet another attempt to electrically shock my heart back into a normal rhythm.

But that wasn’t the only thing, because this time around, or rather, six months or so after the cardioversion, I could be undergoing another operation, what’s known as a catheter ablation. If you don’t know what that is, here’s a handy link from the good people at the Mayo Clinic: https://www.mayoclinic.org/tests-procedures/cardiac-ablation/about/pac-20384993

And here’s a nice image for you to look at:

I’m not worried about that at the moment, because that might not happen for another year, so until they can do something I’ll carry on, walking slower than old people, getting dirty looks from people while sitting on certain seats in the bus, and listening to others tell me I’d get treated a lot sooner if I had health insurance because private care is a lot quicker than Britain’s beloved National Health Service.

It’s not all doom and gloom though, because while Dr. Till was telling me what was going to happen, this guy was working next door.

I hear he’s had a decent career, even though its had its up and downs.

I’ll get me coat.