This site has been quiet lately, mainly because I’ve been in the hospital. Twelve years ago I had an aortic valve replacement to correct a congenital defect, and three weeks ago the replacement valve gave out entirely. So, after enjoying a fine Oktoberfest with some friends, I took myself to the ER. A week later I had my second valve replacement. I am happy to report that the worst parts of this experience have been a) hospital food, b) hospital beds, c) anemia, d) how much my wound itches as it becomes a scar, and e) not being able to lift anything heavier than five pounds. It’s maddening! But it beats the alternative.
