indyfabz

I was taking that M drug that I cannot spell or pronounce. Even got an injection after being admitted. But nothing after discharge, which happened last night. So far so good.

In other news, my roommate was an elderly yet pretty spry Italian fellow. He apparently had been suffering from so-called "panic attacks" for decades. What he really needed was a simple ablation. He had one before I was admitted. Before he left last evening a doctor visited him and told him there was less than a 2% chance of his problem returning. She also told him she had no idea why he had not been offered the treatment decades ago instead of being diagnosed with panic attacks. I felt really bad for the guy, but also happy for the success.