He should be released today, unless an alien baby bursts out of his chest

It's amazing how many pregnant ladies I know who were not amused by references to face huggers and chest bursters.

Shouldn't that have shown up on the angiogram, if it were there?

Yes, unless the technician performing the angiogram is really an android working secretly for The Company.

He should be released today, unless an alien baby bursts out of his chest.

Oh, Tep. I know it's serious and you're worried, but this made me snort tea through my nose.

I also frequently tell him he's going to have a heart transplant soon -- a PIG heart. (Though pig heart valves are actually used in valve transplants.)

And then I just talked to him to see if he was going home today (he hasn't seen the doctor yet, so -- holding pattern), and he said "If they need to take my gallbladder out, that's fine. But I don't know how they do it, these days." (He meant Big Huge Incision as in Days of Yore vs. current laparoscopic surgery.)

However, I told him that gallbladders are actually removed by those fake "doctors" you always see on TV shows about supernatural shit, who just wave their hands above a patient's abdomen and then suddenly BAM! they hold the patient's liver/tumor/whatever in their hands!

Dad thought that sounded kind of cool, actually. Especially if he could be on TV. (The man, after years of cardiac trauma, has a *good* sense of humor.)

alien baby

Shouldn't that have shown up on the angiogram, if it were there?

Alien babies are notoriously wily, and will go hide somewhere else, like behind the appendix.

Alien babies are notoriously wily, and will go hide somewhere else, like behind the appendix

When they're not mooning the monitor and cackling.

Aw, Tep could have a little alien baby brother or sister.

The bonus of sleeping at my parent's is that there is already coffee when I wake up. Slept good. Or hard. Hopefully both. I could have used about another three hours.

Off to work now. Back to the hospital at lunch and then after work.

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Poor Cass. I hope things let up for you a little, soon, and that the rest of your family finds some peace.

Ugh. Home with migraine. So much for my day.

He should be released today, unless an alien baby bursts out of his chest.

Yesterday's angiogram -- AFAIK -- showed no blockage that was serious enough to warrant opening it up with angioplasty. He had a CT scan on Sunday that showed he had gallstones, which the doctor said *might* cause pain/discomfort to radiate toward the general chest/heart area, and Dad could have been assuming that was cardiac-related pain. (Which is always the smart assumption for someone with his medical history, because if you don't take it seriously, you DED.)

This is all good news. And yes, always the smart assumption. I hope his cardiologist gives him something more definitive today, and that he's able to pass that along to you.

If he has to divorce his gallbladder, the people I know who've had to do same were glad for it, after the fact.

It's amazing how many pregnant ladies I know who were not amused by references to face huggers and chest bursters.

I used to use the reference myself so much, ND bought us a plush facehugger.

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