I was going to write a second post about words I’ve had trouble remembering this week (go here for the first such post) but then my cardiologist told me this afternoon that he thought I should probably have open-heart surgery, unless I wanted to risk needing a heart and lung transplant in later life.
That kind of made me stop worrying about words I’ve had trouble remembering this week.
Update, 8/5/04: Thanks for the supportive comments, guys and gals. I’m sorry to have been so dramatic. There’s nothing immediately wrong, and, in fact, it’s not absolutely certain the surgery will be necessary–my next appointment isn’t for another two months, if that gives you an idea of the lack of urgency. The surgery would be more a prophylactic than anything else. Plus, the risk of complications from this surgery is apparently very low. So the current situation is far from dire. I was just mildly freaked out.