September 23 – “Implant?”

Chris finally had her appointment with the electro-cardio-something-or-other-ist yesterday.  They are the ones who monitor/regulate irregular heartbeats and rates.  I snuck in with her to the appointment.  Actually, once I made it past the Gestapo on the first floor, everyone was very nice and accommodating.  Just walked right in like I knew what I was doing … and they held the door for me.

 

The doc reviewed the results of the monitor Chris had to wear for a month.  She didn’t see anything yet that explains the issues Chris has been having.  I’m pretty sure the doc won’t be satisfied until she sees a printout of what happens when Chris passes out.  Wait.  What?  Wait until she passes out again?  Umm.  No.

 

The next step from her perspective is to implant a microchip under the skin over the heart to record the heart activity.  The recording can be done remotely, and all Chris has to do is carry around an extra cell phone again.  Oh, and that battery will last three to five years.  Maybe she’ll pass out in that time.  Wait.  What?  Three to five years?  Umm.  No.  We’re not doing that.  Well, at least not until we have spoken to the cardiologist himself at that appointment in October.  At least he has a bit more of a vested interest.  He’s been inside Chris’ heart already.  Twice. 

 

Psalms 34:8 says, “Taste and see that the Lord is good; blessed is the one who takes refuge in him.”

 

Father, please give us patience while we wait for the cardio appointment in October.  And please protect Chris in the meantime.  Amen.