I am not prone to self promotion but I just want to shout out to…me. Today is my one year anniversary of my heart transplant. Dave, my designated name for the new heart until I hear from the donor family, and I are doing great. Our last echo showed an EF of 65%. While 2020 will become a by-word (we need to 2020 that; put that piece of crap in 2020; don't bring me any 2020 today) for me it was a year of recovery and possibility.
My thanks to the Mayo Heart Transplant Team in Phoenix, a group of dedicated professionals who knew their craft and came to know me. My thanks to friends who encouraged me and extolled the few virtues I have. Mostly thanks to my caregiver, a.k.a. She-Who-Must-Be-Obeyed, The Vickstress, my wife, Vicki.
There are a few problems attendant with putting a new engine in an old car. The suspension is shot, the exhaust system is clearly faulty and under stress, the tires have no tread, hell, even the upholstery is worn out. But that new two chamber, four valve engine purrs like a baby!. .