My heart done been broke. I think I am done with the tests for today, but the results of everything have not been good. In fact, they have been bad. It seems that each doctor I see feels the need to give me more bad news.
Doctor #1: Monday’s – procedure went fine, no complications (except the gouge in my throat from the trach tube.) Bad news is, while we got numerous problem spots that are causing the arrhythmia, there are many more we cannot get to.
Doctor #2: We wiped out a lot of PVCs when we did the ablation, but the other spots causing PVCs cannot be ablated. This will continue to cause stress on your heart and we are putting you back on the meds you came here to get off of.
Doctor #3: Well, we really have no idea why your heart is in the horrible shape it is in, but we are going to do 1,234,487 more tests and hope we find something. Oh, and the little chunks of your heart we snipped out showed us nothing.
Doctor #4: Well, I know you have answered all these questions 2,349,345 times, but I need you to tell me now since I was not here. Blah blah blah, oh and by the way, you have two leaky valves…really leaky.
Doctor #5: You know what all the others have said and now you are going to talk to another doctor about a transplant.
Doctor #6: …no sign of him yet…
Good news though, the SWAT team finally left the hospital.
And how was your day?
Journey of the Heart 
Yeah, get you a new one. You done used the first one up. I told you not to love people so hard!
Other than that, it all went swimmingly though, right?
Hang in there, Karen 🙂
I think this is when you hit ’em!
… major suckitude!
. . . no rebuilt engine for you. Time to drop an brand new one in.
… got a candle in the window for you.