Thank you, Shane
I get to celebrate two birthdays. Friday, August 16, was my heart's 5th birthday while tomorrow, August 19, the rest of me will be 54. I feel great. No, I actually feel better than great, but I would need to invent a new word to describe that; .... I feel euphorolicious. ?? Maybe not, how about wonderpendous. Recently Barbie commented that for the last many months I haven't been sick. Reading between the lines I also understood her to say, "You are not as annoying as usual two days after Decadron." I took this not only as a complement, but also as an affirmation that things are working well. When asked by a friend why am I doing so well five years later I responded that I don't have any medical or logical explanation. I thank God for this.
Last week I went to Santa Clara for my biennial left heart catheterization and my semiannual right heart cath. (how are semi and bi different?) My coronary arteries are wide open. My cardiac index is 2.3 (normal), my right heart pressures are normal. My echocardiogram looks great with an E.F. of 65% (Very Good to Excellent). The heart biopsy showed No Evidence of Rejection (NER) and, the envelope please, no amyloid in my 5 year-old heart.
Barbie and I are so pleased at this news. We have incrementally increased our 10-year marital bond yield to a 40th anniversary. There is a lot of interest in that.
Today Barbie directed the choir for stake conference. She was magnicredible. The best two choral directors that I have ever sung for are Barbie and John Bringhurst; although I like Barbie a little better and she is nicer to look at. She has this gift of pulling beautiful music out of a choir of mixed experience and we all feel better having sung together under her direction.
I love how music expresses what words cannot convey. Maybe I should sing a song about how I feel now. But since I sing Tenor eleven notes off, I shall sing solo that no one hears me. Groan.
You've been a great audience
(No, this was not written under the influence of steroids; this is really me.)
Can't wait to see you this week. Happy belated and early birthday!
I absolutely love to hear this; I even raised my hands in the air and said yea! I have to admit, it crossed my mind that this was steroid day...so I laughed when I saw that it is not. Steroid day was a lot of fun with dad, he would say that he felt like he did when he was 40 and we would have all sorts of fun then ride out the storm later. Your good news makes my day, Happy Birthdays!!!!
HOORAY! I AM BASKING SECOND-HAND IN YOUR EUPHORIA. WELL DONE, GOD! KEVIN, YOU HAVE BEEN A GOOD AND FAITHFUL KEEPER OF THE HEART OF HEARTS.
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