Those smarty-pants balloons beboppin’ down the hall have nothing on me.  Not even their puffed-up, know-it-all, helium filled heads can make me turn mine.  Not today!

Late yesterday afternoon Nyel’s heart, under close inspection by Dr. God, revealed that it is in better shape than any of us had imagined.  The complicated cocktail combo that he has been ingesting under relentless supervision by a bevy of concerned nurses and technicians has done the trick!  The leaky valve that was a worry has diminished and is now “insignificant.”  Heart walls: thickened but not as much as previously believed.  Arteries: in okay shape for now.  All in all:  No surgery needed.  Cardio rehabilitation along with judicious use of sophisticated medications should do the trick!

So who’s the one floating several inches above these polished hospital floors?  Who’s the one with a swagger in her stride and an ear-to-ear smile?  And who’s going to be dancing the Prius all the way back to Oysterville?  It’s me, of course! Meanwhile, Nyel exhibits his usual masterful cool. That’s all right – I’m giddy enough for the two of us!

Thank you everyone for your encouragement and caring messages! And let’s hear it for modern medicine, health insurance, and twenty-first century facilities and techniques! We feel blessed.