Or it could mean a pacemaker. I have one, (and a stent,) and it’s a wonderful device. Saved my life, it did. Be glad he’s willing to see the docs about it.
Also ,I was awake throughout my stent placement, it was quite interesting, and the only reason they kept me afterwards was so that they could watch out for me until the anti-coagulating drugs wore off. And if he gets the choice, wrist is the way to go.
I’ve fallen a few times lately too, Hippie. It does indeed suck.
Sorry again about Ophelia, Boofae. (I said sorry on FB. You’re one of the people I stalk on there.)
Taters, you need to take as much time off as you can get away with. They need to do things for themselves. I’ve found that if people find out that you will do things that they are supposed to do, they will happily let you and come to expect it. In the work world, and elsewhere.
Glad you got some sleep Mom. Perhaps ‘other grammy’, BIL’s mother, could take on a bit more responsibility for babby wrangling? OOps, sorry. (not sorry) Not my place to say.
And happy anniversary!
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Red Ouch! We keep those Leg Cramp pills around for Charles the horse. They may just be woo, but they do seem to work.
I grew up, (mostly), in Pensacola where they train Navy and Marine pilots and knew a few of them. Your assessment is spot on more often than not. She should get out while she can. But don’t say that to her.
Wifey stopped by Grocery Outlet after PT yesterday and bought 4 pounds of Belly Flops! My blood glucose was 158 this morning. Danger, Will Robinson! 
I told you all that it snowed here last week, yes? Well, it’s still here, lying about like a angsty teenager. Wish it would go away.
Have a wunnerful weekend everybody.
(You too Mom)